I still ponder about it: How can the author let me dangle on such a steep cliffhanger (and not the lovey-dovey kind, the real stuff) and wave that amoI still ponder about it: How can the author let me dangle on such a steep cliffhanger (and not the lovey-dovey kind, the real stuff) and wave that amount of loose ends (that young, blondish mustache-guy, the Winkelman brat and his "promises", Holly Munro's stakes in the game, the senior Lookwoods' fates, that strange society, the true dealings of the heads of Fittes and Rotwell - do they really stuff the artifacts into their furnaces or do the operate a little for extra profit on the side?) - in front of my tortured face without mentioning anything about the fourth installment?...more
**** 3.5 stars **** Melissa Grey's debut tries very hard to be "Daughter of Smoke and Bones", which it certainly isn't on any level: The writing, the**** 3.5 stars **** Melissa Grey's debut tries very hard to be "Daughter of Smoke and Bones", which it certainly isn't on any level: The writing, the characters and their ability to move your heartstrings, the depth of the world-building, its uniqueness, the complexity of the depicted relationships, the grittiness of real war and so forth are not to be found in this story about a human orphan girl who has one of her feet firmly on the inside of the magical world, hopping from one exotic sounding place to another by means of borrowed magic to do shady deals or flashy heists for her paranormal guardians.
But reading Echo's saving-the-world-while-falling-in-love story has been great fun nonetheless - in spite of the otherworldly, insanely gorgeous, immortal guys, the love-triangle, the rather creepy difference in age and life experience between her and her potential lover and the dangling threads of unfinished thoughts.
I can even imagine reading the sequel when it comes out next year....more
"An Ember in the Ashes" represents the satisfying sort of a three-star-book to me: A great way to spend a few hours in a cruel YA world with overly be"An Ember in the Ashes" represents the satisfying sort of a three-star-book to me: A great way to spend a few hours in a cruel YA world with overly beautiful people attracted to each other in a love-quadruple while leading heteronomous lives that might be ended in a second on a whim of mysterious ancient creatures or bad, bad humans. It's well-written on top of that....more
Heavens! How enthusiastically annoying. I gave up around 8%. Rather early, I know. But since my annoyance is character-based I am quite confident in mHeavens! How enthusiastically annoying. I gave up around 8%. Rather early, I know. But since my annoyance is character-based I am quite confident in my decision "book+I=disaster"....more
So far, eighteen wasn't feeling too different from seventeen: my clothes were a little more stained, boy dramas were a little more complicated and mySo far, eighteen wasn't feeling too different from seventeen: my clothes were a little more stained, boy dramas were a little more complicated and my mind was just that little bit fuzzier. At present - right after reading - I grant Gabrielle Tozer's "The Intern" four stars although the heroine, journalism student and magazine intern Josie Browning, had a painful chunk of growing up to do (in the beginning she is insecure, depends on the advice and decisions of her unpredictability moody, bossy younger sister and her crappily vapid and selfish best friend and is so sympathetic (view spoiler)[ to the point of being a nuisance (hide spoiler)] that she forgets her own problems and goals the second somebody else - even her mean adversary - faces an obstacle) and although the story wraps up so damned nicely that nobody would dare to pull at the big, fast bow on top. Don't misunderstand: Hopeful endings are an non-negotiable requirement for me. Endings that clip every uneven fringe in one grand gesture and even do away with the pesty, annoying friend without killing her off... a bit too much. But... What did I expect? This is humorous YA ChickLit, this is Fashion Business Craze Light, this is... a novel that made me look forward with pleasure to the next slot of spare time to read. Maybe because of the funny style ("Josie - you came!" She walked over and pulled me into a hug. She was spongy and warm; a human-sized got water bottle that squished in all the right places. ), maybe because Josie mattered to me more that I had anticipated, maybe because I loved to see her triumph inspite of her tendency to botch things up. I cannot say, but that alone elevates the solid-three-stars-plot-and-character-mix to a four-star-reading-experience. "I said I'm crazy about you." "But I'm so -" "It doesn't matter." "And what about my -" "I don't care." "But I like eating Nutella straight from the jar while watching musicals." He laughed.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more
Meanwhile I'd spent the whole week fighting the flutter in my stomach that started when he sat next to me in sociology class. I've just read the sneakMeanwhile I'd spent the whole week fighting the flutter in my stomach that started when he sat next to me in sociology class. I've just read the sneak chapters (21 pages only), which is a thing I rarely do, but I had a strangely uneasy feeling concerning the question whether the book and I would fit.
Well, we don't. Right in chapter one the reader is forced to meet that insanely attractive, new, mysterious guy who occupies the heroine's every thought - in spite of her plans to stay attachment-free because of her mother's - who is one of those mostly absent and selfish mothers the YA reader is supposed to hate with passion - habit of spontaneously calling the movers for a van because of her job in the military and in spite of some obvious weird tendencies of Mr. Tattooed-Forearm, like dropping pictures of prickly heroine Avery he shouldn't have in the theater room or speaking about her as being of first level priority to someone on his cell.
I guess the real posh Cinderella-of-a-powerful-family-setting is going to be bomb-dropped on the reader around prom-time, meaning the please-stay-in-because-I-tell-you-to-evening that should start on page 22, but I already know enough to do a brisk U-turn: Unlikable main and side-characters, a strong focus on bad-boy-romance with a second extra-mean, but well-dressed jerk peeking or leering around the corner, an unconvincing writing style and a strong vibe of business-as-usual-YA....more
*** 1.5 stars, abandoned after reading 36% that felt like 1.000 pages *** One of the most boring attempts at paranormal mystery I have come across so *** 1.5 stars, abandoned after reading 36% that felt like 1.000 pages *** One of the most boring attempts at paranormal mystery I have come across so far - without taking unsexy jerks, unbelievable prerequisits and lackluster characters into account....more
*** Some things I am going to say might be counted as spoilers if one believes that a romance like this offers a selection of potential outcomes inste*** Some things I am going to say might be counted as spoilers if one believes that a romance like this offers a selection of potential outcomes instead of just one. *** At nineteen Anna was more self-confidant* than most of the girls she knew at her age. It wasn't because she was pretty, although she was. [...] Anna's self-confidence however had nothing to do with the good looks she seemed unaware of and stemmed entirely from her friendship with Lindsay. [...] She realized that if Lindsay could see the positives in her, they had to actually be there. Palim-palim. WRONG! This is a case of a foolish, practically life-long crush on a utterly worthless recipient that made the poor guy see everything around her in a heavily photoshopped blur of softness and peachy colors. But later more about this. (*spelling according to the Kindle edition)
Apart from the obvious risk that presents itself by buying self-published fiction by an unknown author "This Christmas" offered so much potential to become just the novel I needed at the end of last December: It is YA contemporary fiction (don't focus on the main characters' NA-compatible ages. I guess, they are already 19 and 20 because the story wouldn't work if they still lived at home during the school year. They act very, very young, and hints at their respective past affairs do not firmly exclude sex, but they also do not really manage to diffuse the permanating air of immaturity surrounding the awkward couple), it has a romantic plot that happens around Christmas time (I love those - theoretically, when I manage to find one that isn't too silly), it deals with childhood friends on the brink of falling for each other (one side is as obvious as it gets, the other side doesn't do love, but has a fortnight-rule for her own romantic involvements copied from her mother's misunderstood set of attachment rules) and it is supposed to be written in a point of view that swings back and forth between her and him (I would have enjoyed that, but the reality of the undecided, unfocused points of view in this book made me feel nauseous, because I never knew in whose head of the cast I might land next and how much insight the narrator would randomly choose to grant me this time).
Alas, the hoped for pleasure was not to be, partly because of the bad writing, the too obvious ending, really stupid parts in the setting and - high above everything else - Anna. Anna is a regular pain in the ass.
I concur: Whether you deserve to be loved should not depend on your IQ or your attention span. But showing a deficit in both does not necessarily result in being hazardous to other people's possessions and well-being. Bubbly and blond college student Anna is already out in the hall with her luggage when she spontaneously invites her rich and Hawaii-bound roommate Danielle to accompany her home for the Christmas holidays in her family's snow-coated manor house. She doesn't think of informing Danielle about the many pets that will rush at her without restraint, she doesn't tell her that she, her mom and her brother share a house and a household with another family - a platonic friend of her mother's and his daughter and sons, and she doesn't spend a second on the fact that she will have to entertain her guest and spend some time with her, which she would otherwise have used differently. No. She laughs and dances and smiles mischievously until she is irritated and pretty jealous and wishes Danielle to vanish into thin air. Anna is so brazenly oblivious to other people's needs and feelings, and so utterly uninterested in the well-being of everybody but herself that it hurts. She is constantly pouting, throwing herself at someone's neck, borrowing stuff without asking, shrieking indignantly or ratting someone out on a sudden whim. She is clueless, brainless, naive and immature and so beautiful and charismatic, that spending much thought on clothing or much time on basic personal hygiene (i.e. Anna is a toothbrush borrower) is completely unnecessary. Usually her friends - especially Lindsay - love her unconditionally anyway and quickly forgive and forget everything that the destructive tornado called Anna has left in her wake. Lindsay's disappointment is only short-lived even when Anna leaves a party using the beloved truck he had been saving an eternity for, bumps into every tree and mailbox on the way home and parks it on the summit of a huge pile of horse dung: "Are you quiet because you are too mad to talk or because everything is fine and you feel silly for over reacting*?" she asked. [...] Lindsay threw himself back into the couch cushions. [...] "Anna, what were you thinking? I mean, it's not just the truck ... although, uh! It's my truck! And you put like three dents in the bumper! But, you just left without saying anything! I looked all over for you, I was worried." Taken aback [...] Anna began to stammer, "I'm sorry ... I just needed to get out of there [...]." It has to be pointed out that after this "talk" Anna tries to borrow the truck a second time, but luckily Lindsay has put his keys out of her reach just in case. (*spelling according to the Kindle edition)
Never have I encountered a heroine as vapid and unconcerned as Anna. She has the attention span of a baby squirrel and gets distracted by everything. I my opinion Anna suffers from some kind of manic disorder, which, if addressed properly, would be fine, because it would put everything into a workable frame. But Anna's mental problem is never, ever mentioned and therefore not qualified to earn her bonus sympathy points.
As jumpy as Anna's focus is the point of view. The reader has to hop from Anna's to Lindsay's mind and sometimes to Danielle's or other side-characters' without warning and even mid-chapter or mid-scene. That Lindsay's feelings are an open book does not compliment the suspense arc of the story. At the end it drags and drags and drags until Anna is really, really aware of her own attachment and able to understand Lindsay's signals. There is a too long string of exchangeable scenes like of hogging the mistletoe for a kiss, strategically placed negilées at midnight fridge raids (Anna leaves all the perishable ingredients out on the counter to decay in peace and the kitchen as a whole in disarray - how cute! - afterwards) and frozen-pond-incidents that require undressing in the car and showering together. In a better constructed novel the latter would have had the potential to create a sexy atmosphere. In "This Christmas" brainless barbie didn't even allow the potential to raise its head.
Since I had vaguely mentioned stupid parts in the setting right at the beginning I want to elaborate quickly: There are fake obstacles placed into the couple's path. I.e. Anna's and Lindsay's living arrangements aren't very unusual or outrageous. In Germany at least it is deemed to be a very sensible thing to share a house with people you are not necessarily related to. There are a lot of recent housing projects with shared recreation or dining rooms, roof top gardens and so on - preferably for parties of different generations. But even if inhabitants match as their age is concerned, it does not make them siblings and sexually off-limits to each other. A second über-silly thing was that big, big mansion itself and its convenient implications for its owners: After Anna's dad died his great aunt gave his widow her much too spacious house so she didn't have to care about paying rent anymore. In order to show her gratitude to the universe Anna's mom started to take in stray animals (dogs, deer, goats, horses and so on) and care for them. At the same time the house gives her "the opportunity to stay at home with [her] kids and just do her photography on the side." Huuuuuh? How does owning a house free the inhabitant from having to work for her bread and clothing? As I understand feeding a couple of horses, dogs and deer is quite costly as well and keeping a huge mansion warm and dry and in good repair might be at least as expensive as paying for a moderately sized family apartment.
All that remains to say is that I am proud of myself for sticking to the book until its last page. It did not deserve the honor, but I was in a rather gracious mood. It had been Christmas time after all. ...more