This was my first Heyer book and I'm not sure what to think of it exactly. While I enjoyed the dialog and Sophy's wit, I didn't really get attached to...moreThis was my first Heyer book and I'm not sure what to think of it exactly. While I enjoyed the dialog and Sophy's wit, I didn't really get attached to the characters or care for them at all. The book was fun, Sophy's elaborate schemes were ridiculously amusing (although I wouldn't like it if I knew a busybody such as her) but that's there is to it. It's fun to read, period.
The ending was one of the most anticlimactic endings I've ever read and I still don't really care. It was fun in the end, wasn't it?
It began really great, but things went downhill from the middle of the story. I f...moreI found this completely pointless.
Really, what was the point of this?
It began really great, but things went downhill from the middle of the story. I finished it like two or three days ago and I already have forgotten the plot keys so I'll be very vague.
I think Colasanti lost her idea somewhere near the end, because things simply happened. And so? What else?
The romance wasn't even that good. I felt like smacking Ree's head half of the time 'cause she's so thick to not notice John's (was it John? my point)hints.
And the voices weren't even that obvious. When I stopped reading into someone's narrative and went back to reading it later, I won't have a clue to who is speaking until I turn the page back to where the names are.
Plus the whole story spanned over less than a week. Gosh it was so repetitive to read every single day from every one's narrative. BORING!!
And I liked John's narrative best. I'd love to meet him in real life.
The slang terms were totally out of hand. I was annoyed by: he was all like, like, he was all. I know teens (like me) use them in real life but it's pissing me off to read these phrases for a whole book.
I think I'm avoiding them for a while. There's the invention word that's called: said.
I'm pretty disappointed in Colasanti 'cause this is my second book of hers that I read, and I loved the first one.
I'm giving her one more chance, I'll be reading another one next some time soon.(less)
I would've given this book only one star if not for the luring writing and the gripping narrative. But things got so slow when t...moreWhy was it only okay?
I would've given this book only one star if not for the luring writing and the gripping narrative. But things got so slow when the plot was almost reaching the climax, and I had a few "bumps in the road" so to speak.
I know I'm not making sense so far but this is how I felt. First of all, the idiot narrator (David) is in love with a woman that doesn't deserve him (her personality annoyed me: so selfish and boring, I hated that she stringed him along depending on her whims) and couldn't see who he should've ended with in the first place.
When Isabella was first introduced in the story somewhere in the first quarter, I had my hopes up he's going to move on.
Things were going completely fine till what David liked to call "the boss" showed up. Heck, the story went downhill afterwards.
It was like Zafon was stretching the story, the pace getting slower and slower evidently. I wanted more Isabella-David moments, they're so cute together! But no, he had to....SPOILER, NOT TELLING!
Anyway, I read the epilogue after reaching pg 350 or something (giving up on the story line) and found out the ending.
You know what? After all of this, I still don't regret the 300 pages I read. Sometimes the writing quality (kudos to the translator, great job) just makes up for what regretfully turned out to be a disappointing and a not-so-good book.(less)
Hoffman has no idea what 'beautiful writing' is. It's definitely not her idea of poetic prose.
The narrato...moreWhat kind of trash are people up to nowadays?
Hoffman has no idea what 'beautiful writing' is. It's definitely not her idea of poetic prose.
The narrator keeps saying that she doesn't care that Aurora (her sister) is beautiful and like the 'moonlight' (she compared her sister to the moonlight every couple of lines, by the way. Talk about the need to get a grip) and that bees would drink her sweat and never sting her and blah blah blah.
I hated how Green/Angle's tone was so phony and filled with pretenses. She sounded like something was stuck down her butt and she needed to get rid of it.
I only read the first two pages and skimmed through the rest.
This had potential but was completely over-done.(less)
**spoiler alert** I'll go directly for my opinion. I didn't like the book much. I did read it in one day but that's only because the writing was prett...more**spoiler alert** I'll go directly for my opinion. I didn't like the book much. I did read it in one day but that's only because the writing was pretty good I couldn't stop reading. Not because of the PLOT, thank you very much.
Ever since Damen showed up and the feeling in my gut (that I was continually denying) telling me that he is just another Edward Cullen never stopped.
I mean, Damen is too perfect in everything, isn't he?
And not just that, but also the way he acts.
He watches over Ever at night (he said it was only once and just to observe her. Um, what the Jug?---fav quote of Haven)and knows how to play any kind of instrument, paints better than picasso, he never eats any food(he keeps drinking the red stuff he always has), and so many other things I don't feel like mentioning.
It was like the whole Twilight series twisted and inspired from.
Now that I finished the book, I know what the author was trying to do. Or at least what I think I know.
She was probably tricking us into thinking that this was another Edward. That Damen is a vamp and she thought it'd keep us away from his real identity (which has nothing whatsoever with vamps)(umm, she was going too far with the red drink he keeps slurping. she could as well scream: Damen is a vamp. when he's actually not)
I would give her credit for some stuff (I'm pretty upset they came at the very end of the book) that weren't the usual things we read (a.k.a her own creations).
I was able to see how her imagination is like (the stuff with the immortals and summer-something place) and wished that she had avoided the edward cullen act from the start.
Steph would never be able to write something better than twi (as if they're that great anyway).
I really wish she's not that poisoned with Twi to write something original for a change.
But overall, it was fine.
And I think many would adore this story but not so sure about me.
She writes the kind of thrillers that keep readers and critics awake all night. She grabs you with a story as frightening as your w...moreThis must be karma.
She writes the kind of thrillers that keep readers and critics awake all night. She grabs you with a story as frightening as your worst fears, as chilling as your unspoken secrets. What readers? Elementary kids?? 'Cause I sure as hell see nothing scary at all here. Nothing to see, shoo--shoo.
A couple of days ago, I complained about a crime book being too much a crime book (The Executioner), with no sideline story and no life to the characters. I wished for a book with more plot and a little less focus on the murders.
My wishes were answered; that's why they always say be careful what you wish for. Ashes to Ashes was a drag. I was excited from the beginning because Kate was pretty lively, the conversations between the cops witty and sarcastic, and there was a whole lot of story about Kate. The writing seemed to be an improvement to (no offense) the formulaic style crime authors used in their writing.
But I suffered for all 200 pages and gave up. There were no possible leads, no clues about the killer. Nothing. All we had was the grovel of a relationship between Kate and John (bo-ring), an annoying witness that gave us no reason to like her, and stiff, almost doll-like murdered bodies.
Selected part taken from page 1 & 2:
He arranges the body to his satisfaction and traces two intersecting Xs over the left upper chest. With a sense of ceremony, he pours the accelerant. Anointing the dead. Symbolism of evil. His True Self embraces the concept of evil as power. Fuel for the internal fire. 'Ashes to ashes.' The sounds are ordered and specific, magnified by his excitement. The scrape of the match against the friction strip, the pop as it bursts with flame, the whoosh of the fire as it comes alive and consumes. As the fire burns, his memory replays the earlier sounds of pain and fear. He recalls the tremor in her voice as she pleaded for her life, the unique pitch and quality of each cry as he tortured her. The exquisite music of life and death
I don't know about you, but this scene moved nothing in me. The words felt shallow and conceited. Hoag tried to make us empathize for things she seemed not to feel empathy for, not completely. Her words fell flat straight away.
I hope this goes out of publication soon, so as to not embarrass herself any longer. I think I have other books of hers (unluckily), but I'm not sure whether I'm up for another challenge-slash-boredom.
I liked the book but I think it was a bit "slow" and I also found the theme repetitive and reoccuring through her books. Flash-backs, something that h...moreI liked the book but I think it was a bit "slow" and I also found the theme repetitive and reoccuring through her books. Flash-backs, something that has to do with rape, and similar characters.