I decided to get this book as a part of Kindle Unlimited. To be fair,This is one of the worst books I've ever read.
I'm not kidding.
I decided to get this book as a part of Kindle Unlimited. To be fair, this is not my normal read, but it was one of the most popular downloads, I checked it's ratings on goodreads, it had a shit ton of ratings averaging 4.25 and I've read a lot of wonderful books classified as YA, so I said to myself "What the hell." But soon I was asking myself "What the hell??"
Here, enjoy a nugget of shittasitic prose....
“At least one thing is certain: Chris and I are inextricably connected. Do I have factual reasons to know this? Proof? Assurances? No None. Some people believe in God; I believe in Chris.”
'I believe in Chris." ????? WTF?
I also began to wonder about the title, Left Drowning. That maybe it was in reference to all the bodily fluid byproduct from all the masturbation and sex Blythe and Chris engaged in during the course of this book. How innocent bystanders may have been harmed by the shear volume.
Oh the humanity.
Nothing, not one word written in this book was sexy and/or hot. I cannot stress this enough. Sure, there were cocks, and pussies (not the cute feline kind), asses and cocks and clits...oh my! All of it was gross.
“We run through the remnants of our pain, and more importantly, we run for our present and for our future. Together we kick heartbreak's ass.”
What I worry about most is how many people loved this book and found it profound in some way and rated it five stars. Normally, it do not judge people by the books they enjoy, but good god people, this is not great literature.
I don't rightly know to tell the truth. I listened to about half of the book and upon realizing I still had asWhat did I think of this book.....hmmm.
I don't rightly know to tell the truth. I listened to about half of the book and upon realizing I still had as much to slog through as I already had, I gave up. I really tried to follow it. I was doing really well, but then I realized at some point that I didn't know what was happening. But this, I decided was okay because nothing was happening....at all.
But I kept going for awhile. I would hear a character's name that I found mildly interesting and would pay attention, but then I would drift off again.
Something I've noticed about women of this era fainted at the drop of a hat. Just walking down a hallway and BAMB! Fainted. Seem's like an emotional shock is all it takes for a woman to loose consciousness. I find that I go about my daily life fully conscious until I decide not to be any more. It just doesn't happen randomly.
I don't know if people really spoke in a repetitive manor back in that time period, or if the authors (because nothing ever happened) wrote that way for filler. Nothing annoys me more than repetition*. I know one thing for sure, there were characters named 'Peggety' (I have no clue if this is the correct spelling, because I listened to it) in this book. 'Peggety' was said over and over and over...... Arrrggghhh!
I also learned it was perfectly acceptable that a man name David could have a nickname of Daisy, no one thought it was weird that he was suddenly being referred to as Daisy.
***I began to wonder if this was a 'thing', this hating with a white hot anger, repetition and certain sounds (and movements), so I looked it up and it WAS! It's called Misophonia....Oh well, what's another neurological disorder?...more