It took forever to read this book. Okay, that's a lie, it only took six months. But in my opinion, that's 5 months and 28 days too long. All I can sayIt took forever to read this book. Okay, that's a lie, it only took six months. But in my opinion, that's 5 months and 28 days too long. All I can say is that Libba is a wonderfully descriptive writer, filled with creativity. But the way she stings her sentences together exhausts me. What good does an interesting character or plot do a girl if she can't muster up the fortitude to sludge through the pointless detail that Ms. Bray seems determined to include in every book she writes?
I'm hard pressed to deconstruct the plot due to the fact that there were so many detours and winding tangents, no doubt added to set the tone for the sequel, that I often struggled to understand what I was supposed to be reading. It's as if Bray included every tidbit she felt could turn into a story, even though it hasn't yet revealed itself to her, and chose to leave it in hoping that she could connect the dots in subsequent books. I find such reading experiencing frustrating. However, I am well aware that some individuals thrive on books that take them down windy paths that may only lead them to nowhere. Therefore if you have read and truly adored Ms. Bray's previous books, I'm sure you will equally delight in this one. I desperately wanted to....more
Some books touch you without explaining why. How to Save a Life was one of those books for me. I suppose there is something about trudging through lifSome books touch you without explaining why. How to Save a Life was one of those books for me. I suppose there is something about trudging through life’s curve balls that calls to me. As I’m sure it does to several others as well. It’s inspiring to see people pick themselves up, dust themselves off and find a new semblance of strength and happiness.
How to Save a Life isn’t the most authentic book I’ve ever read. The ending is much too happy, the characters forgive too easily, and come around all too quickly. Nonetheless, it’s a touching story. More importantly, it contains two fascinating main characters. Love em, hate em, love to hate them, or plain ol relate, I’m sure there is at least one aspect to each of their personalities that will beckon you, or a portion of their life story that you will have experienced for yourself.
This isn't just a story of a pregnant teen, or one mourning the loss of a parent. It's a story about finding a sense of belonging, listening to the truth of one's self and trusting your instincts. So if you are looking for a book to curl up with. One that won’t leave you sighing in exasperation, give this one a try. I don’t think you will regret it....more
I shudder at the term chic-lit. It implies that because a book is female centric it somehow isn’t a valid, worthy read, but rather a taint upon the liI shudder at the term chic-lit. It implies that because a book is female centric it somehow isn’t a valid, worthy read, but rather a taint upon the literary scene either because it is poorly constructed, poorly written, mindless, or all of the above. Anna and the French Kiss is none of these things, yet it is and will continue to be classified as chic lit. I blame the title. It’s terrible. Will reading Anna and the French Kiss change your life? Doubtful. But Moby Dick didn’t exactly push me into the thralls of an existential crisis.
Having said that, Anna and the French Kiss engaged me in much the same way as the movie “Midnight in Paris”. It’s fun, quirky, atmospheric, romantic, and delights in all things Parisian. What’s not to love? Reading Anna and the French Kiss had me whipping up chocolate croissants and looking at airfare to Paris. I found it thoroughly enjoyable and would recommend to anyone looking for an escapist type read with a bit of substance. ...more
As a Poe enthusiast, I was a bit diffident about reading Masque of the Red Death. After all, I had read Nevermore which proved to be sham of book, imoAs a Poe enthusiast, I was a bit diffident about reading Masque of the Red Death. After all, I had read Nevermore which proved to be sham of book, imo. Never the less that lovely cover called to me, and in spite of the fact that pretty covers have often proven to possess ugly innards, this book at least proved to be the exception to the rule.
Masque of the Red Death tells the story of Araby Worth, who lives in a world plagued by contagion and death. Bodies fill the streets as cities slowly disintegrate along with humanity. Death is emanate, except for those lucky few who own ceramic, air filtering masks. But even those who have been lucky enough to survive thus far have few things to live for. As a result, many individuals, including Araby Worth, spend their days seeking oblivion in night clubs, chasing highs to escape their lows. It is in such a club, known as Debauchery, that Araby meets two individuals who will change the course of her life.
While I’m sure that the summary may sound trite, rest assured that Masque of the Red Death didn’t befall to the typical YA pitfalls. There is so much to soak in while reading this story. It is gloriously atmospheric. I was wholly entrenched in this plague ridden universe. I had a clear mental image of dress and those coveted, life saving ceramic masks. And there were many times I wanted to jump into the shower as I read of plague and puss. Moreover, I loved each of the characters. They were such a refreshing change of pace with their drug habits, manipulative cunning, and most importantly, desperation. Even the love triangle, which would typically create an impulse to bang my head against the wall, was exceptionally well done. It wasn’t forced, and made perfect since for each of the characters. My only regret is that I read this via an ARC. Now I have to wait even longer to begin the next installment. ...more
I have avoided this book like the plague for two years. At best, I knew the reading of it would cause me to bawl my eyes out, and at worse, John GreenI have avoided this book like the plague for two years. At best, I knew the reading of it would cause me to bawl my eyes out, and at worse, John Green would maintain what had become his very formulaic writing style, that would un-doubtidly reduce me to exasperated sighs. Both proved to be true, and I loved The Fault in Our Stars all the more for it.
Let's get real, John's writing is a bit pretentious. His characters are mostly the same (fictional versions of he and his brother Hank). But another truth is that John and his brother Hank are ridiculously funny and interesting. They take ordinary, and often overlooked observations and somehow turn them into fascinating, or at minimum hilarious topics of conversation. I always enjoy his dialog and find myself wishing people actually spoke in such a way in real life. For those of you who haven't read a book written by John Green, you should be forewarned that doing so will require you to dust off the ole dictionary, and more often than not, he gets the mental wheels turning about unanswerable questions such as " why are we alive?", so be sure you find expanding your vocabulary and philosphizing appealing. These things both excite and tire me. Having to google SAT type words because John insists on writing characters who speak like overly educated, jaded old men can also exhaust me. Hence the other reason for my two year avoidance, but I digress because somehow, John's writing formula worked for me this go around.
Chances are, you've read the summary. This sucker has been a best seller for what seems like a small eternity; therefore, I feel no need to tell you this is a book in which the characters have cancer. Its obvious. And I probably don't have to tell you that this book grapples with impending doom, It does. But this book also made me laugh, often. And a wee bit giddy. It especially got those philosophical wheels turning.
Is this John's best work to date? I don't know.I hold a special place in my heart for Looking for Alaska. It became pretty apparent after reading all of his subsequent books that his characters do not vary, and in many senses, neither do his plots. But John did accomplish something in The Fault in Our Stars that made it feel less like his other works. For once, John's hero made me swoon. I have never swooned over any of his previous narrators and I think it was wise to make his narrator a female for once so that we could see his typical male from a strong female perspective.
If you want an emotional roller coaster of a read, or are in need of a good cry, this will fit the bill nicely. If you want a never before touched upon account of cancer, you should accept that such a book doesn't exist, and certainly won't be found here. However, having grown up in a family filled with health care practitioners and having spent my entire career thus far working in hospitals or for them, I have to say that I am wholly impressed with John's portrayal of what it is like to live with and die of cancer ranging from overly animated nurses, to picc lines and drainage tubes. Vomit, amputation, exhaustion. Anger about being robbed of the opportunity to live. Resentment towards your own body for betraying you. Sadness about all that you'll miss. And guilt about who and what you leave behind. I found The Fault in Our Stars to be poignant and thought provoking. I basically fell in love with it, even if it did make my face and eyes swell from shedding too many tears....more
I remember going on a date in college to see Kill Bill Volume 2. I was on said date with a guy that I had been crushing on for a few months and was onI remember going on a date in college to see Kill Bill Volume 2. I was on said date with a guy that I had been crushing on for a few months and was one of those dates that you know you should say no to, being last minute and all, and to partake in viewing something you have no interest in or knowledge of no less. But you say yes because crushes make you stupid, and some idiotic thought inspires you to believe that the glory of some dude you barely know will radiate so much awesomeness that viewing a crap movie for 2 hours won't suck. Anywho, my memories of the date and guy are a bit foggy, but I distinctly remember the awkwardness that bloomed as I tried to hold in my laughter when Keith Carriden played the flute while speaking of death and mayhem. After all, I wasn't sure if I was meant to laugh. That awkward feeling was exactly how I felt while reading Grave Mercy.
I knew, without having ever viewed her author profile, that R.l.Lafevers had to of been a children's author as soon as I began reading Grave Mercy. It has a childish simplicity to it that prevented me from ever fully investing into it as it lacked the necessary detail. This very simplicity often set my teeth on edge as the story was not improved by it's oh so special/perfect/intelligent/ insecure/yet cocky heroine/narrator. It's only saving grace was it's easy readability which only took a few hours to burn through in addition to the fact that I felt bad about giving it a 1 or 2 star rating. It would be like punching a child in the face. And truly, I knew before I began that it was about assassin nuns, what was I expecting?
P.S. I am now enthralled by both volumes of Kill Bill and delight in them whenever I find them on TBS....more
I don’t know whether or not I should be delighted or dejected at having read what I consider to be a 5 star worthy book. I’m overjoyed at having invesI don’t know whether or not I should be delighted or dejected at having read what I consider to be a 5 star worthy book. I’m overjoyed at having invested my time and money so wisely, as Legend is filled with so much win that it’s very pages practically bleed awesomeness. And yet I’m left with this nagging suspicion that none of the predecessors will live up to this installments glory. I hope that I am wrong, as I am already wringing my hands together in anticipation of what will happen next.
So what’s so glorious about this book?
The story, which is told in present tense. Oh how I heart present tense when used in dystopias. It fosters that break neck pace that I so love to dwell in whilst reading this genre. Even better, Legend offers alternating points of view, eliminating that unreliable narration crap that makes me want to grit my teeth. The characters may be left in the dark, but the readers are not.
The characters. I couldn’t find a single thing that I didn’t like about either Day, or June. Not one thing. Never happens. Ever. June is a brilliant, capable military genius and Day is a hot, futuristic Robin Hood out to protect his family while striking down the evil Republic. What’s not to like? A worthy heroine and hunk. Yes please. Added bonus, we get not one, but two and possibly three characters that we all will love to hate.
The world. It actually made sense without overwhelming my reading experience with un-necessary detail that I could do nothing with until the very end. I knew everything I needed to know as I needed to know it. Sure, I have questions, but they aren’t being asked because I don’t understand the world in which this story is set, rather I ask because this book is a conspiracy theorists dream, and as such, we readers, along with the characters, have to unlock the mystery.
The writing. It’s precise and perfectly sparse. Not a word is wasted and not a sentence over done. The editor deserves a gold star.
The only thing I would change about this jewel is the fact that it is a first installment of a series. I’ve only met one series that hasn’t let me down, and that’s because I stopped reading it after I felt it was concluded. So please, please, Marie Lu. Worthy writer that you are. Please do not destroy your perfect story. Allow Day and June to retain their hero status. Bring a feasible, realistic resolution to this series, while letting them save the day. I beg you.
I can’t coo over this book enough. It wasn’t at all what I was expecting, but was blown away by what I got.
Ava is just an ordinary goth girl, born toI can’t coo over this book enough. It wasn’t at all what I was expecting, but was blown away by what I got.
Ava is just an ordinary goth girl, born to liberal parents and possessing an ultra-hip, feminist crusading girl friend. Ava knows her role and it has served her well. Problem is Ava wants more. She’s tired of always wearing black, especially when she is nursing a secret love of Pink, and though her girl-friend is great and mega hot, Ava sort of wants a boyfriend, just to see what it’s like. Most importantly, Ava wants the chance to be herself, although at present, she has no idea who she really is, but she’s determined to find out.
Lili Wilkinson is nothing short of a genius. For the first time ever, I can say that a writer has truly expressed what it means to be a teenager. While I never went through some of the trials and experiences that Ava must journey through, her story came across as authentic. Pink beautifully displays all the screw-up’s, hang ups and misconceptions that are so often tied to youth, and let’s face it, adulthood too. Additionally, Wilkinson tackles some pretty touchy subjects with humor and grace.
Pink is a remarkable book that I can only hope many will read for themselves. ...more
I loved every second I spent reading Divergent. Its quick, fluid pacing, combined with edge of your seat plotting and heart rending characters, lent iI loved every second I spent reading Divergent. Its quick, fluid pacing, combined with edge of your seat plotting and heart rending characters, lent itself well to this dystopian debut.
Divergent takes place in a Dystopian Chicago. It has long been discovered that the cause for the worlds’ strife and political unrest wasn’t due to race or religion but rather the personality traits of human beings. Thus a new government was formed and divided into factions that were created according to those virtues that leaders found to be the most prudent. Those of Dauntless value bravery and live a life dedicated to service through valor. Erudite values knowledge and are a faction devoted to studies. Amity values love and happiness, Candor – Honesty and Abnegation values selflessness above all else, thus making them best suited for leadership roles in government as they are uncorrupt able.
At the eve of the choosing ceremony, the event in which young adults choose the faction in which they will live, we meet Tris Prior. Tris is a 16 year old girl that has grown up in Abnegation, but has found the factions ideals difficult to live by. She often feels out of step and ponders what it would be like to live a life afforded by other factions. However doing so would mean betraying her family. While her upcoming aptitude test could support what she has always known, that she doesn’t belong in Abnegation, she also fears what the results with say. But when her results come back inconclusive, Tris must make her choice without a guide.
Tris’s choice and the consequences that follow kept me turning the pages into the wee hours of the night. I simply couldn’t find a stopping point! Tris was a character that I could root for and the world that Roth has created is intricate and entrancing. I can’t wait to see what happens in the sequel.
Side note: I’m normally peeved to read books that are the start of a trilogy, but at nearly 500 pages, Roth gives plenty of meat to her story to keep readers satisfied. ...more
What. the. hell. In spite of my vow to eschew Lisa McMann with a firm hand after having read the last installment of her Wake series, I still allowedWhat. the. hell. In spite of my vow to eschew Lisa McMann with a firm hand after having read the last installment of her Wake series, I still allowed myself to be allured by Cryer’s Cross. It wasn’t my fault really, I was having a weak moment and it was looking all shiny and interesting at the library. Of course, now that I have read Cryer’s Cross, I’m filled with sadness. Its always a shame when a talented writer goes off the deep end. A possessed desk! Come on now, that’s just tragic. Of course the real travesty is that some tree, well, several trees rather, gave up their lives so that this book could see the light of day only for McMann to make a mockery of their sacrifice!
To those of you who are currently reading or will soon read Cryer’s Cross, don’t be seduced by the enticingly creepy cover. Shun the words from the first 70 pages. I know that they are strung together rather nicely. I understand that McMann has done a fairly nice job of establishing a believable miniscule town that time forgot while underscoring it with a feeling of menace. She even has an intriguing character in Kendall, but I’m telling you, it only goes down hill once that desk comes on scene. You have been forewarned.
P.S. For those of you who have read the book, how do you suppose one goes about burying themselves alive? ...more
Be warned, the first few chapters of Unearthly are cringe worthy. By page 15, I swore that if I read the word “purpose” one more time, I was going toBe warned, the first few chapters of Unearthly are cringe worthy. By page 15, I swore that if I read the word “purpose” one more time, I was going to gouge out my eyes! Thankfully, a fellow reader spoke up on behalf of this rarity amongst YA paranormal romance, beseeching me to spare my corneas, promising me that the story does in fact begin to not suck. She was right, sort of.
Premise aside, the characters of “Unearthly” behave like rather normal teenagers, sheltered, and extremely well mannered teenagers, but teenagers nonetheless. Clara is quarter angel, born to a half blooded mother and human father. At the age of 16, Clara is now being granted visions from up above meant to clue her in to her purpose (her reason for being on earth). Clara doesn’t know what her purpose is; all she knows is that it will involve a boy (a hot one) and a forest fire. When visions of her purpose aren’t springing up during inopportune times, Clara is doing her best to decipher clues about her purpose all the while posing as a normal teenage girl. Her mother also quizzes her about her visions, wanting to help her achieve her purpose, but the specifics of her purpose remain vague. Finally, Clara gathers enough clues to discover what city her purpose will transpire, and soon Clara, her mother and brother move to Wyoming so that Clara can fulfill her purpose. See why I wanted to gouge out my eyes? Luckily, all the purpose business dies down a bit once Clara actually makes it to Wyoming.
I can’t really reveal anymore about the plot, it would kind of ruin the fun for you. But I will say this; I was pleased with how ordinary the author made her characters appear. Clara isn’t an oh so talent artist or musician, she isn’t an outcast, nor is she incredibly popular, she is just sort of run of the mill, granted, she’s a bit Mary Sue-ish, but that is just par for the course with these type books. Likewise for our love interest. I won’t reveal his name, as that would also be spoilerish, but I loved him for being normal, kind and thoughtful, yet a bit green when it came to dealing with females. It took him a long, long while to work up his nerve to make his move, which only served to make me like him more.
As for the flaws, there certainly are a few. Many things were just way to convenient for Clara, and I find it a tad plot devicey for including so many angel bloods in such a remote part of the country. And what I assume was meant to be a big revelation about one of the characters wasn’t a big revelation at all, there were way too many hints for it to have been much of a surprise. All the same, Unearthly is still better than a majority of other works within this genre and I will certainly read the next installment. ...more
Blood Red Road is reminiscent of stories such as Graceling, Fire and Finnickin of the Rock with a bit of dystopian intrigue added for good measure. CoBlood Red Road is reminiscent of stories such as Graceling, Fire and Finnickin of the Rock with a bit of dystopian intrigue added for good measure. Coming from me, that’s high praise. In fact the only reason I gave it four stars as opposed to five is because I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had read the story before, just with a different host of characters and extenuating circumstances. Nonetheless, Blood Red Road contained all my favorite things: brilliant writing, quick pacing, well developed characters, a flawed yet commendable heroine and engrossing plot.
Blood Red Road tells the story of Saba, who is in search of her kidnapped twin brother Lugh. Her journey is a perilous one, with constant obstacles and mishaps to over come, obstacles that don’t disappoint for action enthusiasts. It is on this quest that Saba discovers not only that which she has lost, but all that she was meant to find, including a renegade gang of fearsome female warriors, a sexy outlaw named Jack, and a kind hearted bear of a man named Ike. These fascinating characters, along with Saba’s annoying, albeit intuitive sister, Emmi, and her brilliantly trained pet crow rally together to seek Lugh, changing the world along the way. ...more
What a powerful book! Split tells the story of Jace Witherspoon, formally known as Jace Marshall. After one too many severe beatings at his fathers haWhat a powerful book! Split tells the story of Jace Witherspoon, formally known as Jace Marshall. After one too many severe beatings at his fathers hands, Jace has finally fought back and has been thoroughly beat and forcibly removed from his home for his efforts. Having no choice but to leave his abused, submissive mother behind, Jace sets out across country to reunite with his brother Christian, whom he has not seen or heard from for the past six years. Once Jace arrives at Christian’s door, a heartbreaking and thought provoking emotional journey ensues.
This author challenged me with her perplexing, well researched and poignantly written tale. Split will make you question everything you thought you knew about abusers and their victims. Are they forgivable, is there a line between recovery and a lost cause, if so, when do you cross it, when does it become blurred, and how can you tell the difference? I’m so glad that I was granted the opportunity to read this book and I would recommend to anyone with an eye for well written, realistically centered works to read this as well. ...more
I read books for a variety of reasons, to be entertained, find inspiration, expand my world view, have a cathartic cry, etc. I read the works of LaniI read books for a variety of reasons, to be entertained, find inspiration, expand my world view, have a cathartic cry, etc. I read the works of Lani Taylor for her rare ability to string words together in such a lovely way that you feel as though she could write about poo and it would still be one of the most breath-taking pieces written. I simply cannot fathom such a talent. Moreover, I can’t comprehend how one can possess such a vivid imagination and manage to fashion it into a believable reality. Lani Taylor can and does.
Set in modern day Prague, “The Daughter of Smoke and Bone” tells us the story of 17 year old Karou. She spends her days attending art classes, drawing and mending her recent disappointment cast by her good for nothing ex-boyfriend. Sounds fairly standard, no? But Karou possesses a secret life. A life she dare not share beyond the fantastical pictures that lie within her notebook. Pictures that are replicas of Karou’s hidden world. A world in which magic exists and enables Karou to traverse the globe through secret portals. Portals that Karou must enter to complete the errands tasked to her by her demonic family. A family which has raised her with care since her infancy.
“The Daughter of Smoke and Bone” tells us the story of what happens when an Angel and a devil fall in love. As Taylor herself says in her opening line, it does not end well.
As I’m sure none of my words on this unexpected idly gorgeous book will ever aptly speak to the brilliance that lies within its pages, I’ll let the book speak for itself in one of my most favorite passages here:
"this, she thought, isn't just for today. It's for everything. For the heartache that still felt like a punch in the gut each time it struck, fresh as new at unpredictable moments; for the smiling lies and the mental images she couldn't shake; for the shame of having been so naive. For the way loneliness is worse when you return to it after a reprieve--like the souls version of putting on a wet bathing suit, clammy and miserable."
And another here:
"She craved a presence beside her, solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone who would wait with an umbrella to walk her home in the rain, and smile like sunshine when he saw her coming. Who would dance with her on her balcony, keep his promises and know her secrets, and make a tiny world wherever he was, with just her and his arms and his whisper and her trust."
I hope you read this remarkable book and enjoy it as much as I did. ...more
Marchetta’s seqway into the fantasy genre is seamless. Her talent translates. Reiminisent of childhood favorite Robin McKinley and newcomer Kristin CaMarchetta’s seqway into the fantasy genre is seamless. Her talent translates. Reiminisent of childhood favorite Robin McKinley and newcomer Kristin Cashore, Marchetta reminds me of why I love this genre. I enjoyed my time spent with Finnikin of the Rock. The world was imaginative and complex without being elusive. The characters were multi-deminsional and the magic was present, but didn’t bombard the text. With that said, there were a few flaws that prohibited me from giving it a high rating.
Spoilers ahead…. While I will never say that this book is poorly written, I will say that much of it was unnecessary and defied logic. I know, I know, it’s a fantasy, but it’s a fantasy containing human characters and there were times these characters behaved as something other than human. I’m referring mainly to the characters treatment of Evanjaline and she them. Evanjaline/Isaboe is a detestable character. I just know I’m going to get flack from my fellow readers for saying that, as many people seemed to love her, but, well, I thought she was an arrogant asshole. And yet Finnikin fell in love with her. How? She betrays him, lies to him throughout the story, and yet he pines for her. Bullshit. If someone threw me in prison, regardless of their well intented albeit secret, agenda, and left me to rot, there isn’t a chance in hell I’d like them, much less love them. Finnikin spends the entire book doubting and distrusting Evanjaline, and rightfully so, and yet we are to believe he loves her. Were there is no trust, there can be no love. Its that simple. Lust, sure, but love, I think not. If Evanjaline had simply been crafty, I would have liked her. There is no denying she is the epitome of a strong, resourceful female, and she outbests all the men, I should have loved that. But her character was off putting. You can’t treat people as she did, with so little regard and get pissy when they don’t like or trust you. But I digress, what irked me more than Evanjaline’s deplorable character was the simple fact that I couldn’t fathom why she needed to hide who she was to Finnikin, Sir Topher and Travanion. Why didn’t she tell them? I didn’t make any sense. She made things harder than they needed to be by not telling them who she was, and they would have done exactly what she had wanted if she had trusted them with the truth and yet she lies, repeatidly. Why? The only reason I can think of is that more than half this story wouldn’t have occurred without the lie, and therin lies my issue. While I enjoyed the ride, when I wasn’t gritting my teeth, there really wasn’t nearly 400 pages worth of story here, more like 150.
The words flowed, I even enjoyed a majority of the characters. The world Marchetta built was captivating, but at the end of the day, the plot had a huge gaping hole in Evanjaline, one that I couldn’t look past. ...more
Ship Breaker is a fascinating concept. It’s written well and tackles concerning current world affairs such as class segregation and unlawful labor praShip Breaker is a fascinating concept. It’s written well and tackles concerning current world affairs such as class segregation and unlawful labor practices with ease and without appearing heavy handed. The world Bacigalupi has created is fantastical, multi-faceted and yet could be entirely plausible. His characters are well crafted and represent all the beauty and atrociousness that we humans possess. With that said, Ship Breaker was not without its flaws.
I can’t help but feel as though Bacigalupi lost his way about three fourths of the way through this story. The pacing fell through, and the ending was rushed, but more to the point, I’m lost as to what he wanted to accomplish with this story. If it was simply to shed light on issues that often go overlooked, then I say well done. But if he wrote this story to show readers how to initiate change, I say he failed. None of the characters in Ship Breaker change. They may have newly created outlets to express traits which they already possessed, but not one character grew. Nailer was a hard working, loyal, and moral character start to finish, as was Pima, her mother, and Tool. Nita was a spoiled, privileged, and judgmental girl start to finish. Moreover, change was not reflected on the beach in which Nailer lived. Nailer may have been graced with a lucky strike by books end, but what of the others? And truly, can we call Nailer’s fate lucky? He was nothing short of a slave, entirely at the mercy of ship yard bosses, commanded by the elite, at the start of the book, and though he escapes the ship yard in the end, it is only to serve on the ship of a rich girl to whom Nailer devoted his life. That is trading one master for another, imo, albeit a kinder one.
All in all, Ship Breaker is a worthy read, filled with creativity and will certainly provide much food for thought in addition to a world you can loose yourself in, but in no way would I compare it to Hunger Games, as many have done. Apples and oranges as they say. ...more
How does one pen a review for such an exquisitely layered work of art? Revolution reads like sadness feels. It’s throbbing, aching, raw, desolate andHow does one pen a review for such an exquisitely layered work of art? Revolution reads like sadness feels. It’s throbbing, aching, raw, desolate and poignant. In short, it’s lovely and extraordinary in scope.
Revolution is a juxtaposition between two 17 year old girls set worlds and over two centuries apart. Nevertheless, these girls are bound by their love of music and a tangible guilt they both feel as a result of their own perceived selfishness. Andi and Alex each provide an astonishing portrayal of a haunted soul struggling for redemption.
Andi lives in present day Brooklyn. When her grief for her deceased brother, Truman, isn’t coercing her to numb herself with anti-depressants, Andi struggles to keep her head above ground and her suicidal thoughts at bay. If it weren’t for her guitar, Andi feels as though she would cease to exist. When news that she is failing school reaches her noble prize winning father, he whisks her away to Paris. He hopes the time away will provide Andi with a revived sense of direction. If nothing else, he will be able to keep a watchful eye on her to ensure she completes her senior thesis. It is in Paris that Andi discovers an antique guitar case, complete with a secret compartment containing the long lost diary of a girl who calls herself Alex.
Alex lives in Revolutionary France. As the daughter of a poor, unknown playwright, Alex must earn her way by reciting Shakespeare, Virgil and the lot. A simple twist in fate secures Alex the position of caregiver to the dauphine, Louis-Charles. However, the country is in an increasing state of unrest, and Louis-Charles is the very representation of power and oppression. Struggling with her own desires and the ever increasing love she feels for the dauphine, Alex will have to make a choice that helps change the course of history.
Andi blew me away with her unapologetic tale of self-destruction. Her loss touched my heart, and her love of music was palpable to the point of becoming its own character. All the same, it was Alex’s story of betrayal and redemption that kept me turning the pages. Each of these girl’s lives are filled with loss. They have been exposed to the volatile and often brutal side of human nature, and yet each continues on without knowing what they move toward. Revolutionis vibrant and surprisingly candid. Filled with dozens of tiny little nuances, it dazzles the mind with its vivid and seamless depiction of a disheartened modern day girl who collides with the all too distant past. There is undeniable beauty in the gutter, as Donnelly shows us all to well. Meticulously researched and thoughtfully penned, Donnelly proves herself to be a truly gifted writer. All in all, this was a wonderful book to get lost in. ...more