Matt has a lot of sh*t going on right now: his younger brother, Luke, committed suicide, his neglectful jock father is bringing his high-school sweethMatt has a lot of sh*t going on right now: his younger brother, Luke, committed suicide, his neglectful jock father is bringing his high-school sweetheart home for weekend sleepovers and his mother has rediscovered her God roots. Matt is pretty sure God doesn’t exist and he’s having a hard time figuring out his on again off again Christian girlfriend to even consider whether he can forgive his father and ultimately himself for his part in his brother death. It’s a story of questions, regrets, realistions, forgiveness and the possibility of hope.
I admittedly went into this story expecting something else, a true atheists tirade on the faithfuls foolishness but what I actually read was a very moving thought provoking journey in Ellen Hopkins classic punchy prose.
Some passages that resonated with me:
In the narrow pewter space between the grey of consciousness and the obsidian where dreams ebb and flow, there is a wishbone window. And trapped in it’s glass, a single silver shard of enlightenment. Some say death is a doorway, belief is the key. Others claim you only have to stumble across the threshold to glimpse a hundred billion universes in the blink of a single silver shard.
It’s a total lie not sure there’s been a single day of my life when everything was totally fine. And now? The best I can say is once in a while I’m not somersaulting in chaos. Why can’t we ever just have fun? No one answered pretty much the story of my life, at least where my parents are concerned. Too caught up in their personal tangles of pain, disappointments, and tomorrows made murky by yesterdays.
My personal corner of the world has never been rich with happiness. Overall, joy has been in short supply. It’s funny, because when you’re a little kid, it doesn’t take much to spark satisfaction - you master fractions or land a ridiculous jump on your bike. You go looking for fun, create it with your friends. Yeah I got that my mum and dad were a little off but my memoir was all a single chapter then, unmarred by major transitions. And now, the pages are shredding, my life disintegrating.
I need order. I’m used to order. Artificially constructed, yes, I understand that. And easy. That stinking word again. familiar pressure builds in my chest. My breath flutters like sparrows wings. Inhale. Palms up. Exhale. Palms down.
The sun has disappeared again behind a droopy grey blanket, and a colourless shroud has cloaked everyone’s mood.
File that under things I never even considered. Perspective is an amazing thing. Sometimes it takes distance to find it, and when you’re not used to looking very far beyond your invented walls, it might take a fresh pair of eyes.
(Basically the entirety of Matt’s letter to the school board about not censoring Perks of Being a Wallflower from libraries) but most importantly the last paragraph. There are young people who need books to speak for them. And there are others who need books to speak to them. Perks is a necessary book for all. Please keep it on our bookshelves, with unrestricted access. And please don’t allow a clearly prejudiced few to decide for the rest of this community what we may or may not read.
I’d like to quit being offended, stop feeling like I don’t belong in the home I grew up in and lived in my entire life.
But maybe normal is overrated because abnormal me has discovered that I’ve got a lot to live for. ...more
I went in to these novellas hoping to understand and maybe begin to like Tobias/Four but he's so shallow there's nothing to learn and his arc is generI went in to these novellas hoping to understand and maybe begin to like Tobias/Four but he's so shallow there's nothing to learn and his arc is generally trying-to-hard melodramatic. A disappointing trudge to get through nothing of any interest and the same irritating underdeveloped character, cliched, repetitive no show all tell delivery.
Bit of a drawn out predictable disappointment. I liked the idea of thin spaces and would have appreciated more depth into the historical Celtic beliefBit of a drawn out predictable disappointment. I liked the idea of thin spaces and would have appreciated more depth into the historical Celtic beliefs regarding it but it was side lined for mediocre writing, underdeveloped characters and fist fights. The only up shot was witnessing how not to counsel someone which helped my studies. ...more
**spoiler alert** After years of waiting I have finally gotten my hands on and finished Dreams of Gods and Monsters, book three of the Daughter of Smo**spoiler alert** After years of waiting I have finally gotten my hands on and finished Dreams of Gods and Monsters, book three of the Daughter of Smoke and Bone trilogy by Laini Taylor. I was really looking forward to finding out how the battle played out, if any of my theories came to fruition and also bracing myself for the end and letting go of some of my favourite characters and series to date. I have missed Laini's beautiful and captivating writing style and was getting very impatient after the finale didn't come out in the autumn, as we have been accustomed to with the previous books.
Sadly, Dreams of Gods and Monster's didn't fill me with the same excitement or enjoyment as Daughter of Smoke and Bone or Days of Blood and Starlight. With a heavy heart I give it a low 3 star rating compared to the other two's well deserved 4.5 star ratings. It just felt extremely vague, messy, half hearted and rushed for my liking. Too many twists going off in different directions without attention really being paid and spent well, it stretched and prolonged the story and unfortunately it suffered. Characters were picked and dropped without much consideration or explanation, the switching of view points from Eliza to Karou endlessly frustrated me. At one point early on I had to check the cover of the book to make sure I hadn't slipped into a different one entirely that's how confusing and off putting it was. I was invested in Karou and the Chimera I had no interest in being on Earth with Eliza, I was here for the alliance and the battle, I was here for closure and perhaps a happy ending. Towards the end I did grow slightly interested in Eliza but not as much as I should have, which bothered me. It seemed too far fetched for her to be a vegetable on Earth one minute and then an all knowing Sage in Eretz the next. I didn't buy it, I didn't like it. On reflection I would have appreciated Eliza's arc up until the point when she enters Eretz with Zuzanna and Mik being kept separate in her own novella between Days of Blood and Starlight and Dreams of Gods and Monsters (that could have been released in Nov 2013 to keep us going). I honestly believe that that small gesture would have lessened the profound blow of Dreams of Gods and Monsters and improved my enjoyment of it, this April. It could have gone into more detail about her past, especially her time between running away from home and ending up being a scientist, more into her dreams and revelations and about her angelic heritage.
I was really disappointed with the battle, when it finally happened, it took an age to get there and when it arrived I felt utterly robbed. It was glossed over so quickly compared to the drag of getting to that point and the endlessly long boring angst ridden scenes of Karou and Akiva wanting alone time, and in the end they didn't stand and fight they left on a different mission, it felt cowardly, I felt betrayed. This is also where I would have liked more depth into the Stelien's and how their magic works, the history of them, their lives, their work, going in depth about how they heal the sky and before the time when they refused to be Chosen… not just the condescension, Festival biography too please. I threw the book at the wall to slap Eidolon in face. It was just all to easy, to neatly tied up that they, or one, Stelien turned the tide for the battle. Not satisfactory at all. And getting back to Earth, after Jael leaves, we are left with no human reactions on Earth, why? Thank goodness for Zuzanna and Mik's comedic relief. I especially liked the debate about how specific wishes were and would it really be a great skill to just kick butts? Unicorns as a food item and respecting dirt and that image of a violin in a giant bath tub, brilliant. I got a kick out of the fake good angels flocking to Rome and the Pope while the real goodun's were in the East, take that Western world view! I could see that happening with previous Popes but I quite like the current chap. I still can't really put into words how I feel about Liraz and her change of heart. Yes it would have happened eventually but it all felt too false and rushed time wise, no comment about Liraz and Ziri except.. NO, just, no. Chapters 21 and 22 are perhaps my favourite of the entire book, which really says something, to me at least. There was so much more I wanted to read about, Razgut before and during his Chosen process, The worlds the Chosen flew through and discovered, what made the Magi decide that it might be a good idea in the first place. I wanted to hear more about fake grandmother's life adventures and what happened to her dogs? I expected so little just a kick ass read and to be this disappointed just upsets me so much. Yes there is a happy ending, I suppose, but there is just a gap for me. A gap full of denied potential. This trilogy will always have a place in my heart and on my favourites shelf and although I will continue to reread Daughter of Smoke and Bone and Days of Blood and Starlight I doubt I will read Dreams of Gods and Monsters again, in fact I feel a fanfic ending coming on....more