I was honestly prepared for the worst. I was prepared to hate it, to want to scream my head off, but I did none of those things.
Divergent is everything...moreI was honestly prepared for the worst. I was prepared to hate it, to want to scream my head off, but I did none of those things.
Divergent is everything you want it to be...almost. It may have a few similar aspects as The Hunger Games, but those similarities end rather quickly.
You're thrown into this world where fractions exist and not everything is as it seems. Beatrice aka Tris from Abnegation, your protagonist, is likable (for the most part), moody, and extraordinary. Most of the book is revolved around her training when she suddenly switches to Dauntless. The Dauntless who are supposed to brave are more of what I would call reckless. Jumping into trains, off buildings, onto roofs, but Tris is in hog heaven, eating every moment up. The grit of the story is located toward the end, but I wouldn't say this hurts the story. In fact, I never, not once, got the feeling of a dull moment. Veronica Roth is that good.
Divergent, is actually a world that is terrifying to me. To not be able to lie and only tell the truth. To not be selfish and only selfless. To not be able to say, "I'm afraid." without consequences. Imagine having to live the rest of your life blocking your real self. This is what Tris has problem with, but even switching to Dauntless doesn't solve her problems.
In between training and trying her best not to be discovered for what she really is (not telling~!) she finds a love interest. For me, the romance wasn't fleshed out enough. I felt she liked him, but there just wasn't a time when I thought the romance was truly there. It was like wanting to drink a coke only to find it flat. You want to drink it, but you're just not thirsty enough to take the plunge.
I don't have any majors peeves with Divergent, if you forget the major stereotyping of the fractions and that awful friend called Christina.
This is one of the best books I've read for 2011. I recommend it for anyone who enjoys Dystopian fiction.(less)
There was a lot about Delirium that was promising.The whole premise of love being eradicated, of it being called a disease is fascinating. The people wh...moreThere was a lot about Delirium that was promising. The whole premise of love being eradicated, of it being called a disease is fascinating. The people who are cured are loveless. Never displaying too much affection, living their lives with a partner they're matched with, never singing, or anything. Everything you loved becomes nothing. It means nothing. Something you might have loved before becomes meaning- less. Someone you might have loved before becomes meaningless. "I love you." is never heard, never whispered.
Lena never wanted to fall in love. In fact, she counted down the days until she was to be cured. To me, this is a little weird because her mother was not cured. Her mother let her have a taste of the life people had before. But Lena is stickler for the rules. Always worrying about getting in trouble, until she meets Alex. That's how it always happens, right? Thus starts the true downfall. He's liked her from the start, he's bad for her, he's even kinda stalked her, all of this is vaguely familiar.
I wasn't even a fourth of the way through when I noticed I was skimming. Skimming, for heavens sake! When you enjoy a book you do not skim. I honestly forced myself through this book up until the end. I got a taste of what I wanted out of Delirium. It became exciting and dangerous and heartbreaking.
The end was what I found in bits of the dialogue and scenes throughout the book, it was as if something groundbreaking had finally occurred.
This doesn't change the way I feel about Delirium, but it does give me hope for book 2.(less)