:D is the face I made the entire time I read this book, even when I was freezing cold at Biotest. I wasn't expecting to like it as much as I did, beca...more:D is the face I made the entire time I read this book, even when I was freezing cold at Biotest. I wasn't expecting to like it as much as I did, because I like John Green and David Levithan, but I don't love them. This hit all of my happy book buttons. I love character-driven books so much more than crazy-twisting-plot books. I need an ebook copy to bookmark all of my favorite parts without feeling guilty.(less)
Why did I wait so long to read this? I breezed through 3/4 of it last night after work and finished it off after lunch today. I really like John Green...moreWhy did I wait so long to read this? I breezed through 3/4 of it last night after work and finished it off after lunch today. I really like John Green's style, but I think my favorite part of reading Paper Towns was playing "I know that street/store/area of town!" Most writers have a general setting like, "Oh, this is in Chicago... somewhere." But there were a lot of details of things in Orlando that I associate with my own high school years, like driving down Colonial Drive for what seems like forever, and the SunTrust building and Lake Eola, and buying things that make the Publix clerks give you a weird look (I miss Publix cookies), and going to Universal/Disney at night.
And, y'know, I love SeaWorld and I've always wanted to break into it in the middle of the night.(less)
I am giving this book five stars just for entertaining the hell out of me. First of all, the name of the hero on the back of the book is not the name...moreI am giving this book five stars just for entertaining the hell out of me. First of all, the name of the hero on the back of the book is not the name of the hero inside the book! Good job, Harlequin blurb-writers!
Every one of the following sentences end with an unspoken "No, REALLY."
So, the heroine, Fatty McWhiner leaves her awesome London job and flat when her mother dies, and starts selling potpourri in a cabin in the woods and crying over dying kittens or something. One day, she decides to live it up by skinnydipping in the creek behind her cabin, because "no one ever comes out here during the week." What do you think happens? I think you know, internet. Her landlord -- the Greek Tycoon, of course -- walks by and thinks she's a whore trying to seduce him, and he demands that she get her butt out of the water and walk naked past him to get back to her house. She is mortified because she's a shy, 30-year-old virgin who is not the beautiful blonde stick figure that Greek Tycoons are accustomed to seeing, and so this whole ordeal is just plain awful, but she does it anyway and goes home to cry about it. When Mr. Greek Tycoon realizes she's not a whore, he sends her a bouquet of flowers and asks if she wants to be HIS whore. She is super duper offended that he would dare think of her as a sexual being and ignores him for a few days until she's looking out the window, gazing at his mansion for god-knows what reason one evening and notices that his mansion is on fire. So she runs into the mansion to wake him up and they decide to call the fire department. WAIT, that's what normal, sane people would do! They forget that firefighters exist at all, and they try and put out the fire and get everything out of the house themselves. While in the house, Fatty McWhiner realizes that one of her decrepit animals is in the burning kitchen, so she runs inside to save it just as the support beams catch fire and crash down all around her. But don't worry, just as she's about to be crushed by burning wood, she's saved by Greek Tycoon, who pulls her away just in time to ravish her in the middle of the burning room. The butler busts in and is all like, "Guys, quit Doing It and get out of the damn house." Somehow, the fire manages to knock out all the power for miles, and Greek Tycoon insists that Fatty McWhiner go with him to one of his high-class hotel rooms.
This is all in the first twenty pages, I kid you not. And it only gets better from there. They talk about their awful childhoods and have sob-worthy sex. It's great. And I call her Fatty McWhiner because she's one of those heroines who wastes her energy whining about how fat she is and how no one will ever love her because she's not beautiful and blonde and thin and wah wah wah, I'm going to eat a cheeseburger and make potpourri. (less)
I like Vintage paperback covers more, but they don't have a book about them yet. And this helped me spot a really old (valuable?) Penguin Paperback at...moreI like Vintage paperback covers more, but they don't have a book about them yet. And this helped me spot a really old (valuable?) Penguin Paperback at the thrift shop today.(less)