Look, I am pretty much a sucker for anything that comes from Armentrout. I am. I inhale her Lux books likeThere are things I need to talk about here.
Look, I am pretty much a sucker for anything that comes from Armentrout. I am. I inhale her Lux books like a dirty little .... book inhaler. Like Cookie Monster but with..books..I DON'T KNOW, OKAY. BUT I EAT THAT SHIT UP. Her Covenant series? ALL OVER THAT. Rawr. And I adored Wait for You. But, and stay with me here, I'm noticing things. I'm noticing that there is a definite formula to Armentrout's writing. There's some strong parallels between her characters and sometimes, if you squint, you can't tell them apart. And while it's worked so bloody well with the aforementioned, here, it kept jerking me out of the story. I've seen Sydney before. I've seen Kyler before. These are characters that felt so familiar that I already knew them.
That being said, I like this formula. I like these tropes. I am a card carrying believer of them and I fangirl the hell out of them. But, man, aside from Alex in the Covenant books, these girls are all extensions of each other and ..I don't know. I kinda want to see something a little different from Armentrout at this point. I want more Alexs (Alexi? Alexes?) running around. Wild girls who act first and think later, who can hold their own. These bashful, blushing, near virginal girls falling for the arrogant, swaggering dude who seems like an ass but is really a fabulous guy just a layer deep are starting to get tiring, they're a blur of near identical faces with different names at this point and Sydney, I wanted to like her, but God, I also wanted to reach in the pages and shake her senseless because, girlfriend, stop the meebling. I can't take it. Kyler, shut up with your WOE I'M GOOD ENOUGH FOR HER song and dance. Just commit so we can get to weird stalkers in Snowmaggedons and shit.
I say all this and I'm still rating it 3.5 stars, leaning heavily towards 4. Because, at the end of the day, I swooned where it counted, even when I fought with bashing my head against the wall. ...more
The last Morganville Vampire book I read was number 12 and, well, it wasn't very good. But I was commitThis review & others can be found over at:
The last Morganville Vampire book I read was number 12 and, well, it wasn't very good. But I was committed to the series and they probably saved my grandma, so I decided I owed it to the Glass House Gang to keep going, to finish what I started. Thank goodness I didn't end it with number 12.
Bitter Blood was back to that delicious crackfic like quality I loved so much about books 1-11. Things kept happening, there were ghost hunters digging around and Captain Obvious was back and shooting people IN THE FACE and taking down vamps, but only sorta, not really, and people were back from the dead and Hannah was getting canned from her new job as mayor and WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH AMELIE ANYWAY. Also. Hey, Monica. Still a raging bitch?
"So, pre-school, did you follow me in here to profess your gay love or what?"
Claire and Shane were still adorable and slightly dysfunctional and Michael and Eve are all wedded blissed out and causing major problems because EW. INTERSPECIES RELATIONSHIPS. GROSS. And then there's drama there and it's unnecessary and so effing delicious because ANGST. IT'S WHAT'S FOR DINNER....more
I did not think it was possible for Armentrout to create a character that I loved more than Obsidian's Daemon. I mean, it's Daemon we're talking aboutI did not think it was possible for Armentrout to create a character that I loved more than Obsidian's Daemon. I mean, it's Daemon we're talking about. He of the inner light and super freaky alien moves and possible glow worm private parts. Daemon. He of all my fangirl dreams.
That was before I met Aiden St. Delphi.
OH, AIDEN. CAN WE HAVE BABIES? WE SHOULD HAVE BABIES. SWEET LITTLE HALF-BLOOD BABIES.
I loved Alex in all the ways and for all the reasons I loved Vampire Academy's Rose. And yes, yes, I get the parallels between the two books. I see them. I recognize them. I understand that this angered a great many a people, but you know, even with the similarities that were there, even with Alex bearing a resemblance to Rose, there was enough differences there, subtle at times, that I didn't feel like I was reading the same book. Listen, there's room enough on our bookshelves for two kickass, strong heroines who happen to belong to a super secret society and school that pumps out warriors against bad guys. We can have more than one. It's okay. It's even okay that Aiden is training Alex in the same way that Dimitri trained Rose after Alex and Rose spent time in the mortal world. Aiden is not Dimitri and the Covenant is not St. Vladimir's and while Alex and Rose share an awesome gene, they are not the same person either.
There's a lot of things I could be talking about here, the Apollyon, the freaky weird daimons, the pureblood-halfblood caste system, Lucian because WHAT IS HIS DEAL, the emotional conflict of Alex and her mother, KAIN BECAUSE SERIOUSLY THAT WASN'T CREEPY AND HORRIBLE NOT AT ALL, and maybe I'll touch on those things later. Or maybe I won't. Because like an addict, I went and bought the rest of the books in the series before I was even halfway through this one and now they're beckoning me from my Kindle.
Okay, truth be told, I didn't want to kill Spark with fire but the awful did kind of burn but really, how could I resist shelving this book on those sOkay, truth be told, I didn't want to kill Spark with fire but the awful did kind of burn but really, how could I resist shelving this book on those shelves? BECAUSE HE CONTROLS FIRE. GET IT?
Oh, God. I'm so clever.
1am thoughts after finishing: the girls in these stories are all about their tears, aren't they? Just crybabying it up all over the place. I don't like criers, and yet, I didn't feel the need to burn down villages and Kleenex warehouses. I don't know. It worked. BARELY.
Also, the whole lot of them are blushers, are they not? Everyone in the Elemental universe just runs around red faced. Lot of fair skin, I'm guessing. Not a lot of time spent out in the sun. They should work on that.
OH GOD WHY DO I LOVE THESE BOOKS LIKE I DO?
It has this Outsider appeal somehow. What with the older brother raising the younger ones (STAY GOLDEN, PONYBOY!) Things keep happening. I LOVE when things happen. Almost as much as I love boys with an edge. If they happen to CONTROL FIRE? Oh, hey. I'll just be over here. FANGIRLING....more
I need to organize my thoughts. Must organize my thoughts. Okay. Alright.
First off: JACKSON.
Jackson, the raging cajun, that hot piece of Bayou ass. Jackson, I love you. Dear God, do I love you, with your french cajun talk and your constant flask drinking and your love for that soft girl who you want to protect, yet infuriates you so much. Jackson, let's have babies. Sweet, foul mouthed, dirty cajun babies.
Evie? Evangeline? LET'S BE BEST FRIENDS. With your crazy Arcana powers and your crazy claws and the plants that you can just make pop out of a barren earth with your blood. You are a bad ass. You are a bad ass, who I believed, despite this crazy world Cole created. You made it believable and even if you are a little soft at times, I'd be your best friend and follow you around in this new world and be careful not to touch your poison claws.
Finn, Selena, Matthew..
Cole drew him so well. Him being Autistic, this boy on the verge of a man, but still so very childlike, his humming, his cryptic answers, his exasperation with Evie for not understanding, him saying what he's thinking however he's thinking it but yet clamming up when Evie needs answers, everyone thinking he's simple. So very true to life as far as Autism goes. I could see my son in Matthew and it can be so rare to actually see an Autistic character being Autistic. Bravo, Cole. Brav-fucking-o.
This whole story, Before the flash, after the flash, the supernatural aspects of it, the attraction between Jack and Evie, Selena and her doubt casting, it was all done just...hot damn. So well. I'm excited about this series. EXCITED....more
Humanity has all but been wiped out by the deadly RM virus, which may have been released by the Partials, a group of manufactured, human-like killingHumanity has all but been wiped out by the deadly RM virus, which may have been released by the Partials, a group of manufactured, human-like killing machines the government once created to fight wars for them. Until they turned on the ones who created them. There's a lot of guesswork as to where RM came from, but the small percentage of people left are immune. Their babies, however, have not. They're so not, in fact, there hasn't been a baby that's lived past 4 days in eleven years. So, the government decides the only solution to this, since a cure hasn't been found, is The Hope Act. Forced impregnation. Everyone 18 and up has to be pregnant as often as possible, in the hopes that a baby will one day live. Basically, they're throwing shit at a wall, hoping eventually it will stick. Females can pick between pairing off on their own or being artificially inseminated. So, while no actual rape-rape takes place, their bodies are not their own and control is stripped from them. They are walking uteruses (uterusi?)
OH. LOOK AT THAT. JUST WHEN I GAINED THE ABILITY TO TURN OFF MY CAPS LOCK SUDDENLY THIS HAPPENS AND I FEEL ALL THESE FEELINGS.
Okay. That was the initial .gif freak out. I know. It was a little overboard. I understand. But seriously? SERIOUSLY? SEEEERRRRIOUSLY? That ending? THAT ENDING? Why? WHY WOULD YOU EVEN? WHAT THE. THAT IS NOT OKAY. This. I'm. What. WHY. Why would you even? What the.. I just.
I. Can't. Even. I CAN'T EVEN. I CAN NOT EVEN AT ANY POINT. WTactualF. You are making me feel things right now, Armentrout. Things in my heart that hurt. You are hurting me.
I...I need to call someone. I need to talk to someone about this.
12/10/12 Okay. I think I'm ready to talk about things like an intelligent, coherent adult. WARNING: Everything from this point on will most likely involve spoilers and/or gifs. I understand how some people on here are all, "OMG REVIEWS FULL OF GIFS ARE SO LAZY!" This maybe so, however, I also haven't bothered putting on pants today or fixing my hair or anything that requires much effort, so.. yeah. There's a theme here, is what I'm saying. BASICALLY, CONTINUE WITH THIS REVIEW AT YOUR OWN RISK.
Me for majority of Opal:
Things are still happening in the Lux world. Crazy shit. Banana sandwich shit. Like Blake. Remember that guy? Of course you do. HE KILLED ADAM AND WE HATE BLAKE. BLAKE CAN DIE IN ALL THE FIRES. Except now he's back and blackmailing our alien and freak-hybrid so..awkward. And Dee? Our girl? Yeah. She's giving us the finger. Well, not exactly. But she's snubbing us and can we really blame her? She lost her hunka hunka burning freaky-light-being love and we'd probably react the same way if we lost Daemon. Right? Right. But, seriously. Come on, Dee. You added a level of awesome to these books that's hard to achieve with you off moodying it up with Ash & Andrew.
Also: ASH. What a bitch. Gawd.
But Dawson. We have Dawson back.
And he is precious. And extremely damaged. And pining for his freaky-hybrid Lady Love Beth who is still in the DOD's clutches. And he's slightly unstable. Just slightly. But seriously. Precious. I'm here to comfort you, Dawson! And/or touch your glow stick! Whatever makes you feel better!
You know what was fabulous about Opal that we didn't see in Obsidian or Onyx? NO WHEEBLING FROM KATY! She wasn't over there all, "DAEMON ONLY LIKES ME BECAUSE OF THIS WEIRD HEAL-Y CONNECTION THING WE HAVE GOING ON!" "I like him, but I don't like-like him. Because he's a jerk! A hot jerk! But a JERK." "Yes, I might be sexually attracted to him and wanted to do bad things with his glowstick, but dammit, I also want to be normal too and WHY DOES FURNITURE KEEP MOVING WITHOUT ME TOUCHING IT? GOD. GO BACK TO THE CORNER, UGLY ARMCHAIR." Katy and Daemon are a thing now and there's no back and forths. We have succumbed to the power of the lit-from-within alien love and now we're just going to spend an entire book trying to get it on and BEING INTERRUPTED EVERY SINGLE TIME, GOD, YOU KIDS. HANG A SOCK ON THE DOOR OR SOMETHING. LET THESE PEOPLE KNOW NOT TO KNOCK.
Also. Clarrisa. FOREVER SAD FACE. Seriously though. The flu? You bought that, Katy? Come on. Does anyone EVER get the simple flu in these types of stories? Of course they don't. You should know better, Ms. Book Blogger. Seriously.
Here's what I absolutely love about these books though, aside from Katy and Daemon's chemistry, which is still smoking or maybe that's just Daemon I don't know it's probably Daemon: This was not a filler. Three books in and things are still getting real, shit's still happening and our story is moving forward. Inching at times, only to leap at others, but we're still moving and Armentrout is not afraid to kill off characters, maim others, or just generally fuck some shit up. LIKE WILL. GOD. FUCK WILL. Armentrout is not afraid to tackle ugly. She's not afraid to bring it. LIKE IN THE FORM OF AIRBORNE ONYX. Holy shit. Awesome.
Or Blake creeping in to Katy's bed at night. BECAUSE THAT'S NOT CREEPY AT ALL, BLAKE. WTF. WEIRDO.
And the end. STILL. Good lord. WHY. Haven't we been good to you, Armentrout? Haven't we loved you and fangirled you and worshiped Daemon enough? Why would you do that? Why would you set out to hurt us so deeply? That wasn't a cliffhanger. You shoved us off the freaking cliff. Left us with an Arum surrounded by lasers and the DOD. (Okay. The lasers were cool. I'll admit that.)
What is it about these books that turns me into a simpering fangirl? Armentrout, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME? This shit is awfDaemon! OMG I STILL LU, BB!
What is it about these books that turns me into a simpering fangirl? Armentrout, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME? This shit is awful. It's so so bad. I know it's bad. You know it's bad. BUT OMG I LOVE IT SO MUCH. It's sexy and adorable and things keep happening and there's WTFness and pushing and pulling and the Department of Defense creeping around and death and Daemon. There's so much Daemon. Pretty, pretty alien Daemon.
Am I the only one that does this running commentary in my head as I'm reading a book? Preparing myself for the inevitable Goodreads review? No one elsAm I the only one that does this running commentary in my head as I'm reading a book? Preparing myself for the inevitable Goodreads review? No one else? Just me then? Awesome.
Well, I was doing that for Pandemonium. I was thinking about what I was going to talk about in my review. What I liked. That kinda thing.
And then I got to the ending.
HOW DARE YOU LEAVE ME HANGING LIKE THAT. HOW. DARE. YOU....more
REALLY? STOP WITH THE KITTEN SHIT. SERIOUSLY. CAN YOU GET ANYMORE CONDESCENDING? Omg Daemon, ILU, BB.
So, the other day Nina texted me all, "Hey, FacebREALLY? STOP WITH THE KITTEN SHIT. SERIOUSLY. CAN YOU GET ANYMORE CONDESCENDING? Omg Daemon, ILU, BB.
So, the other day Nina texted me all, "Hey, Facebook informs me you're reading Obsidian. How goes it?" And I launch into this mini rant about how gimmicky Katy feels, what with her love of books and her blog and the gardening. Like, it doesn't feel real. I'm not buying it. It feels forced. It feels like an attempt to make Katy less of a shell of a girl, a pair of pants character, but still making it to where the readers can slip her on. "LOOK! SHE LIKES TO READ! SHE'S JUST LIKE ME!" And that leads into the whole "Guy Next Door is a Dick" talk and when are we gonna stop with this tired pony and wouldn't KATE be a natural shortening of Katy? & Nina pipes up with how it feels like Armentrout was just going off the words, "drop the 'y', make it Kat" rather than taking into consideration how people talk and the next thing I know I'm saying, "THIS IS KINDA AWFUL BUT I LOVE IT SO MUCH. I'M HAVING 2007 FLASHBACKS. KYLE XY UP IN THE HEEZY!"
Oh, God, guys. It was kinda bad, right? So very 90's and Roswell, the days of the over the top teen melodramas. AND THAT'S WHY I LOVE IT SO MUCH. I used this explanation before, but it works for Obsidian too, I think. This was a Big Mac. This shit is so bad for you and it's gonna give you hellified indigestion and you know at some point you're probably going to feel deep shame about the way you inhaled it then fiend for seconds, but OMG MOAR TRANS FAT PLZ. SUPER SIZE IT.
Daemon is such a jackass. Total Mr. Darcy up in this bitch and dammit, I fell for him. I fell for him hard. Like I'm willing to have his freaky half-light alien babies. I don't want to feel this way, guys. But I'm sick. I know this Big Mac probably does not have a single healthy ingredient. It's not even real food. That shit does not mold. I seen the picture on Facebook, but I don't even care because it's delicious in a shameful, fatty mcfat fat way. YES, CAN I GET EXTRA SPECIAL SAUCE ON MY LUXEN? COOL. MAKE THE DRINK A DIET.
Katy is kinda an awful heroine. Not Lucinda Price awful but the girl doesn't have much sense. She's a freaking honing beacon for trouble (literally!) & all Plain Jane But Not Really Cause Super Special Boy Likes Her & isn't this the shit that I usually bitch about? I KNOW BUT SOMEHOW IT WORKS HERE. Or I'm weak after reading Fallen.
There's just something so guilty pleasure awful about this series. I want to hate it, I know I should hate it, but dammit, y'all. I'm sick. It's the 90s girl in me that watched Roswell. The girl who later watched Kyle XY & Smallville. Do I have an alien fetish? Omg I totally have an alien fetish, don't I?
Okay. Look. I know, I know I know I know, that this is pretty much every girl's wet dream. International megastar falling for you? Yes. Yes, I would lOkay. Look. I know, I know I know I know, that this is pretty much every girl's wet dream. International megastar falling for you? Yes. Yes, I would like to win a date with Ted Hamilton, thanks for asking. It's like the stories we used to write as teenyboppers, where the lead singer of the boyband sees us in the middle of the crowd and it's love at first sight and we live happily ever after and it's corny and so implausible and I know, okay? I know.
BUT I LOVE IT. I love it SO HARD.
I loved Trent. I loved Trent long time. I loved his James Dean swagger and the man underneath it. His cockiness and vulnerability. His desire to protect the Plain Jane Halli and his drive to get to the bottom of his brother's murder. Trent's hot stuff, is what I'm saying here. Yes, Trent, I would like to win a date with you and later have your babies. We don't even have to wait til later. I'll get down on the first date. Or in the middle of a high speed chase. Whatever.
We've seen Halli's type before, in other romance novels, but she works so well here. The control freak who is thrust into an impossible situation and somehow blossoms and ensnares the hearththrob's heart. I loved that she refused to swoon in the beginning. She did not go all simpering fangirl on our silver screened fox. Not Halli. Hell no. "Haven't seen even one of your movies. Sorry." Hell yes, girlfriend! Never swoon. (leave that up to me, kay? Kay.)
The whole package, the love story, the mystery, all of it, was top notch. There was car chases and shoot outs and boats getting blown to bits and general chaos with just enough steaminess thrown in to make me want to take the whole thing to bed and cuddle it all night. ...more
Have you ever read a book and the whole time you're reading it, you're thinking, "Omg, this is so awful...but I totally love it anyway"? This was DeliHave you ever read a book and the whole time you're reading it, you're thinking, "Omg, this is so awful...but I totally love it anyway"? This was Delirium for me.
So, we're 60ish years in the future. Or something. LOOK. WE'RE IN THE FUTURE, OKAY. And it really doesn't seem like that long to have this whole radical change in society's thinking, but whatever, I'm on board. And love? Love is no longer just Ke$sha's drug. It's now a disease. Yes. Amor deliria nervosa. It's a disease and it's totally bad and doctors are just hacking into people's brains and doing something that may involve a prong and a scalpel and they're chopping that love right on out of there. The Beatles say all you need is love but the U.S. Government says, "NAY, SIRS! FOR LOVE WILL BE THE DEATH OF US ALL! CUT IT OUT."
We meet Lena, a 17 year old girl who is counting down to her own operation, where she'll be one of the cured, which is basically a synonym for saint-like. No longer will she be in danger of catching the deliria, she will be safe and happy and kinda like a robot, but that's okay because screw love.
But of course it's not that simple, otherwise what would be the point in the book, amirite?
She gets infected. And we're left with a cliffhanger type ending. And if I hadn't had Pandemonium ready to go, I would have been REALLY, REALLY pissed, y'all. HEY, AUTHORS. WHAT'S WITH THE CLIFFHANGER ENDINGS? DO WE NOT TRUST IN OUR ABILITY TO SELL THE SEQUELS WITHOUT THEM? ALL YOUR CLIFFHANGER ENDINGS SAY TO ME IS THAT YOU HAVE NO FAITH IN YOUR PRODUCT. JUST LIKE THE EMERGENCY BROADCAST SYSTEM WHO INSISTS ON RUNNING TESTS EVERY WEEK. NO FAITH.
Anyway. Oliver is a fantastic writer. She writes with a simplicity that reminds me, vaguely, of Suzanne Collins, though without Collins flair for action. And I think this was my main problem with Delirium. We were more focused on this love story between Lena & Alex and we didn't get introduced to any real action until just before the end. I don't know. I like my Dystopians to come with a punch. I want conflict! I want DOGS EATING KIDS. (Okay, that part was really kinda awesome and horrifying and I guess I have to take back the part about no action until the end, because that raid shit was top notch dramatic.)
The book was okay. A little more than okay. It was..fun? It wasn't fantastic. It wasn't the best I've ever read. It was interesting, but I wasn't, you know, obsessed. There was something missing. Something off. This whole "LOVE IS A DISEASE, KILL IT WITH FIRE" thing was interesting, but I wasn't buying it. There's dystopian novels that you read and as you're reading them, you find yourself thinking, "omg, I could totally, totally see this happening, holy God this is where our country is heading, omg I need to make a disaster kit and stock up on pork rinds because this is totally going to happen." Delirium was not like that. It was hard to believe. And I tried to get on board, I really did, I was there for awhile, but then I would feel myself getting jerked out of the story, wondering how in the Hello Tennessee it came to this. What sparked this love ban? CAN I GET SOME BACKSTORY, LENA? STOP THINKING ABOUT ALEX FOR A MINUTE AND TELL ME WHAT WAS THE CATALYST FOR THIS NEW WORLD?
Whatever. Don't tell me. Just go on with your infected self.
Name: Kristy ConQueso Former Address: Some Numbers + A Street Name Tiny Little Town, NC
New Address: Tir Na Nog Winter Court, Nevernever.
That's right,Name: Kristy ConQueso Former Address: Some Numbers + A Street Name Tiny Little Town, NC
New Address: Tir Na Nog Winter Court, Nevernever.
That's right, mama's moving to Nevernever. Where Kelpies live in the water along with Sirens and Redcaps and ogres fight and cats run around making deals with Seelie Kings. Oh. And Puck. You know? Robin Goodfellow? Midsummer's Night Dream? Yeah. That Puck.
The Iron King was everything I loved about The Labyrinth + Alice in Wonderland + creatures from Harry Potter and The Fever Series. I don't know what I expected from it and Meghan Chase, but I certainly didn't expect to get so caught up in it, grudgingly rooting for this half breed girl to find her brother and falling in love with a mystical land with danger and magic around every corner.
The world Julie Kagawa creates feels real and plausible in its implausibility. Doorways to the Winter court somewhere in New Orleans? Sure. Homeless men that are really banished fae in disguise? Absolutely. Technology killing the wyldwood and creating a new breed of fae? Fuck yes.
We learn all this as we're on a quest to find Meghan's little brother Ethan who has been stolen by the Iron King, one of the aforementioned new fae, and at times it was so very reminiscent of The Labyrinth, I couldn't help picturing Jennifer Connelly as Meghan, despite their descriptions being nothing alike. And this did not bother me. Because if there's anything I love in life more that epic quests, it's The Labyrinth. There was even pack rats! Who I pictured looking like this, though much more pleasant:
I know I'm supposed to be falling for Ash, the super hot Unseelie Prince, but my heart was all about Puck, that trickster made a household name by Shakespeare. Here he has been transformed from a mischievous hobgoblin to a protective, dashing, sometimes brooding prankster of a fae, and while I love my Shakespearen Puck, I can easily go for this version as well. Because underneath his new skin, there's still a hint of that disaster loving Robin I wasn't supposed to love but totally did anyone. (I have a thing for villains and antiheroes and sidekicks. I don't know. It's A Thing.)
Meghan was a bit hard to like..most of the time, what with her penchant for being stupid and damselly and generally not using common sense. But then she'd have Moments where she was redeemable and likable and I didn't want to punch her in her half fae face.
I'm torn between 3.5 stars and 4, but I'm going with 4 because of the many Labyrinth and Wonderland parallels that made me all fangirlish happy. Though, I suppose those similarities could also turn other readers off. But I'm a girl who likes her creatures magical and her quests epic and dammit, I'm a sucker for star crossed lovers....more
First off, allow me to explain, in gif form, my reactions to my two favorite characters from this book.
Sassy, pretend bi-curious, Chelsea: OMG SERIOUSFirst off, allow me to explain, in gif form, my reactions to my two favorite characters from this book.
Sassy, pretend bi-curious, Chelsea: OMG SERIOUSLY, CHELSEA, CAN WE BE BESTIES? BECAUSE YOU ARE THE BEST THING EVER ILU.
Pretty, Best Friend-Turned-Boyfriend Jay: OMG, JAY, YOU ARE THE CUTEST THING EVER AND YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A GRADE A CREEPER BECAUSE I'M PRETTY SURE FICTIONAL YOU IS ONLY 17. DON'T CALL CHRIS HANSEN ON ME.
Oh yeah. And then there's Violet: She's just there. Leading the story on.
Seriously, though, The Body Finder is a fun read. Nothing too serious. Nothing that will single handedly change the face of YA. It's cute and funny and sweet and slightly creepy but not really, because it's trying to be creepy and it's not entirely original but not entirely unoriginal either. It's a solid 3 stars, but I'm feeling generous so I'll slap an extra .5 on there because it had one thing that so many other YA books don't.
Parents that were present.
Yes. Derting did not fall into the trend that's rampant among today's YA books and she did not find a way to make Violet's parents disappear. They were there, they took an active part in Violet's life, they knew her secret, and they helped her protect it.
HEY, OTHER AUTHORS. DID YOU SEE THAT? DID YOU SEE WHAT SHE DID? YOU, TOO, CAN KEEP PARENTS IN THE PICTURE! YOU, TOO, CAN FIGHT THE DISAPPEARING PARENT'S SYNDROME! TOGETHER, WE CAN MAKE THE WORLD OF YA A PLACE SAFE FOR PARENTS. WHERE THEY DON'T HAVE TO FEAR BEING CAST AS OBLIVIOUS, NEGLECTFUL OR OVERWORKED! THEY DON'T HAVE TO LOOK OVER THEIR SHOULDER FOR THE MADMAN THAT WILL TAKE THEM OUT OF THE EQUATION, LEAVING THEIR MAIN CHARACTER CHILD FREE TO RUN RAMPANT WITHOUT THEIR HOVERING. THEY ARE FREE TO BE OVERPROTECTIVE, SUPPORTIVE, POSITIVE INFLUENCES. THEY ARE FREE TO PARENT THE WAY THE BOOK GODS INTENDED THEM TO. JOIN DERTING! BE THE SOLUTION! TOGETHER, FIGHT FOR FICTIONAL PARENTS' RIGHT TO BREAK UP PARRRRTIES! ...more