I can't even explain how many frustrayshuns this book caused me. But it also caused me much heartache and "awing" and feeling genuinely surprised at t...moreI can't even explain how many frustrayshuns this book caused me. But it also caused me much heartache and "awing" and feeling genuinely surprised at the complexity of the characters (especially Davy Prentiss and even spackle 1017).
And the phrases are so goddamn catchy. "The Knife of Never Letting Go", "The Ask and the Answer", "Monsters of Men". I'm chanting them almost as much as Mayor Prentiss is chanting "I AM THE CIRCLE AND THE CIRCLE IS ME".
But alas, real review shall be saved for the final instalment, where I suspect I'll actually tear my book to shreds.(less)
This is a note for the new souls reading my reviews for the first time; there are always spoilers.
Rating: 3.5 stars
Sentence: I sentence Jodi Meadows t...moreThis is a note for the new souls reading my reviews for the first time; there are always spoilers.
Rating: 3.5 stars
Sentence: I sentence Jodi Meadows to those awkward running-on-the-spot moments, in dreams, where you can't seem to move away as fast as you'd like.
Review: So this book is not about a girl in a dystopian society being a butterfly. Points for surprising me Meadows, I actually had no idea what I was getting into. Well, I did hear a rumour about dragons, but then assumed some sort of Eragon business was all up in this (whatever this is).
That being said, this does not qualify as a DYSTOPIAN or POST-APOCALYPTIC read, unless everyone else who read this was reading some alternative version of it. Maybe a version where Meadows reveals something to indicate this takes place post-our-kind-of-humans rather than beginning of our-kind-of-humans with a million immortal assclowns to rub it in our faces.
But I'm digressing from the matter at hand. Ana: abused, soft-spoken, clever, too honest, easy to read, and a newbie at life, apparently. She's like a child that's been given too much candy and is crashing, all the time.
Yeah, she's pretty fucking boring. I mean, come on, her favourite things are music (like the music that hasn't been created yet, in her head) and eating honey from the pot. Oh bother, Ana's not a newsoul after all, she's hipster Winnie the Pooh.
And Sam is like a justified pedophile. Damn those teenage hormones and him being attracted to only individuals of his physical age (as clarified by Ana when doing some research on, big surprise, not her own origins).
Now it may seem like I'm overly criticizing a book I gave 3.5 stars to (so more than my "meh" rating), but I actually genuinely enjoyed the writing; the funny bits that weren't really jokes so much a contemplation of the hilarity of it all; and the story, which is new and still getting started, much like Ana.
I could focus on what's great about the this story: it's different for teen fiction and fantasy; there are dragons and other mythical creatures; Sam may have taken Ana under his wing, but she actually doesn't want to have to depend on him for everything; although attracted to each other almost immediately, Ana and Sam fall into like first and are comfortable doing friend things; matching souls (in love) are not always the same age and can be the same sex (not a planned or fated feel); (view spoiler)[Sam is afraid of dragons and not all that brave; and Ana, for all her fast learning and cleverness, is impulsive and sometimes the stupid kind of brave when Sam is in danger. (hide spoiler)] But I'd rather touch on the things that I disliked or that drove me crazy.
First off, I'll start with Ana leaving her Janan-forsaken "mother" at the age of 18. I feel like it's an ad for porn/Girls Gone Wild ("I'm Ana and I'm 18 years old"). Everything that happens after that has to be legal, after all she's of age. Though I suppose those rules don't apply on this strange one-city-world. I understand there's always been a million reincarnated souls, but it isn't really clear whether they're all in the Range and Heart. But I suppose that would be too densely populated.
Secondly, what is up with the pulsing wall and why is no one acknowledging it? I really do not understand. Can only newsouls see it? Which brings me to my next issue on how Ana fails at research. She doesn't even begin with her own background, she must first familiarize herself with Sam's. (view spoiler)[Then, when her parents' journals are missing she doesn't think to look at the books scattered all over the floor of Sam's bedroom. Really? (hide spoiler)] Please let's be less ADD about this and focus on the task at hand. That last sentence is actually pretty hypocritical since I went searching for a funny "focus" picture and ended up browsing Pinterest for an hour. So, no funny pictures for you.
(view spoiler)[Anyway, Ana does not discover how she is created on her own. She is told by her father who happens to be stalking her because he pretty much is obsessed with creating more newsouls. Creepy. But what's really annoying about all this is that there really isn't an explanation for how Menehem tainted the temple or what Janan really is (certainly isn't a god if it's imperfect, by human definitions). (hide spoiler)]
I'll admit that Jodi Meadows had much world building to do and some explanation, so I'll allow the slow beginning, but then the story picked up and everything happened all at once and it ended. And I was so frustrated (mostly in a why-haven't-they-had-sex-yet way).
If I had to make suggestions for the next book I would include: Ana and Sam have sex (because they've been living together for weeks, the least they could do is pretend that not being all over each other is hard); more page time with other characters (there is too much of Ana and Sam, even when Ana and Sam aren't together); and Ana standing up for herself more. She doesn't know what or who she is and yet she is growing into an identity that readers can recognize. But she needs to stand up for herself, figure out things on her own rather than be handed the answers, and get distracted by Sam.
Ugh, who am I kidding? I thought it was all kind of sweet. Especially when she uses her bluntness and honesty as a weapon of getting shit done. It must be the week before that time of the month.
Okay, I seriously can't focus on this review anymore, so I'm just going to list a bunch of quotes I found hilarious for one reason or none.
"He had feminine underwear too, but that was too weird; I left them."
"Sam must have been taller than me as a woman, and bustier."
"Going after someone unknown in the dark and cold and almost-snow--that wasn't brave. That was exceedingly stupid." Says the girl who climbed on top of a not-quite-dead-dragon.
"I hadn't meant my curiosity to cause so much pain.
Before I could find an apology good enough, he said, 'I think last week wouldn't have been so dramatic if I hadn't already been killed by dragons not twenty years ago.'
That was before I'd been born, but it probably felt recent to him. 'What happened?'" And she asks even though she knows she can read about it/NOT ask him to cause him pain.
"I can't do this in-between stuff. Either we kiss or we don't." Yes. Ana telling it like it is. I kind of admire her bluntness.
"I want to tell you something." (282) and then "Can I tell you something?" (283) Janan, this must be important. "When I went north in my last life..." (284-285) Seriously? He was so eager to tell her a frakking story? He really is like an old grandfather.
"And, even though I knew better, I checked on the stairs. They were gone. I doubted I could trust anything to stay where I'd left it."["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>(less)
This was like reading The Da Vinci Code if teens could be brilliant Latin-reading, code-cracking explorers. And also if there were many arguments abou...moreThis was like reading The Da Vinci Code if teens could be brilliant Latin-reading, code-cracking explorers. And also if there were many arguments about god this and god that and whether god exists. It was just a little too much when, you know, they should be concerned with more urgent things like how to save their own lives.
I'm also feeling like they should've been pretty unmotivated to find the Lumen Dei or whatever. I mean did they really think it was going to destroy the world? I would've given Hledaci a few pints of my blood, safely, and went home. Who cares? Why create more problems for yourself by chasing something that is DEFINITELY putting you in harms way? These are probably the stupidest teens I've ever encountered (on paper, because IRL they wouldn't really be expert code breakers running off to Prague).
I could understand when it was a mature, grown up man whose entire career and life is practically code-breaking. But this? This was like a childish game of Finders Keepers.
I basically finished this because I thought the plot would be more interesting, but really I was more interested in the development of her relationship with this Eli guy. But then you get nada, except for an admission of loving Chris who I liked and is (view spoiler)[dead (hide spoiler)]. So fuck it. Not even my guilty pleasure vein can be stroked into liking it.
But hey, the writing wasn't cringe-inducing and was easy to get through. So I'll give Wasserman that much; she is well practiced in her art.
Edit: It occurred to me in the shower, as often things I contemplate do, that if the Hledaci knew about the vyvolena and they knew it connected directly to Elizabeth Weston, why were her documents/letters not monitored? They had to know they existed in the hands of the Professor McPhlegm (The Hoff), so they should have assigned someone to the letters and Nora. Or if it is just a spiritual bond why didn't they find a girl that could translate Latin and had a dead sibling? Or someone that could potentially connect emotionally with Weston? Or just take Nora ahead of time and force her to figure out the rest for them? I am really annoyed that the Hledaci apparently cannot even remember their own history and learn from their mistakes.
What kind of bad guy super-secret-operation is this?["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>(less)
NOTE: I want to remind readers that it is important to give all books a fair chance despite negative reviews and controversy (see linked article)/the...moreNOTE: I want to remind readers that it is important to give all books a fair chance despite negative reviews and controversy (see linked article)/the author or the author's agent being a dumbass. And that is what I did.
Sentence: I sentence Kiera Cass to a season of The Bachelor in which everyone is selected to be dropped off on a deserted island and are made to fight to the death (to be the lone survivor). But then, as a prize, the survivor has to marry some asshole she may or may not like.
Review: I wasn't really blown away by the cover, although I'd love to twirl around in a dress that freaking huge.
It'd probably go down like this though:
But really, I was excited for this bizarre twist on dystopian caste systems and competing with each other (yet again). What I found, however, was a cheap imitation of The Hunger Games meets The Bachelor meets A Little Princess (competition against nation of numbers for prince's hand in marriage, but with a little homesick orphan-like story time/bonding in their boarding school the palace). I wasn't sure whether to be pissed I had wasted my time or just relieved I had found something else to read to cleanse my mind afterward.
I settled on being productively angry at the world, through a chart, which I made to compare The Hunger Games to The Selection.
Don't get me wrong, there were plenty of things different between the two books. Mostly how America is a total fucking pushover (see idiot) and signed up to change her life for her boyfriend's piece of mind. Then when he wanted her back she realized she had to see the Selection through because she is doing it for herself. WHAT A LOAD OF HORSESHIT. Unless she's a gold digger, which might just be her reasoning. I do know she's a fucking narc though.
I have determined that America clearly doesn't know what the hell she wants, and needs to realize that if she is oh-so-good at giving the prince political advice, and is just as pretty as everyone claims she is, she needs to consider becoming a goddamn symbol of rebellion. Maybe even, heaven forbid, become a better person. Because that's where this is headed, isn't it? America: the symbol of freedom and rebellion. Now why does that sound familiar? Everything was so frakking predictable in this book.
(view spoiler)[Even Aspen ending up in the palace as a guard. Puh-lease, I saw that even before Cass wrote this book. Oldest freaking romantic-triangle-coincidence in the playbook. Barney Stinson was so on that "oh, I happen to be stationed at your bedroom door" B.S. like three centuries seasons ago.
What really bothers me though, is that America lets herself continue this competition and to be pressured into falling in love with Maxon, who she seems to like as a friend. Oh wait, I forgot, it's impossible to be just friends when it's the prince, right? And I'm not saying she should go back to Aspen because, let's get real, his ego is bigger than Keira Cass' agent's ego. In any case, Aspen's pride comes before his need for food, which totally blows Maslow's hierarchy of needs out of the water. Speaking of inaccuracies, the caste system is totally contradictory. On the one hand, I'm imagining a real life caste system, but then you hear of a five and a six watching frakking television and having enough money for popcorn, at the end of the day. And even the eights seem to find a way to live and not be considered complete untouchables. What is this, a Disney version of caste divisions?
I think the worst part of all of this was finding out, upon finishing the last paragraph, that this was only the first volume in what was promising to be one of the worst teen series' (I'm assuming trilogy) I have ever read out of seriousness (not reading for the lulz). (hide spoiler)]
Apparently the southerners are going to kill everyone in the palace before Maxon makes a decision. I won't stand for such tomfuckery. This series is seriously over in my head and I won't hear of it again, much like Kelly Keaton's Darkness Becomes Her (that one made me physically vomit).["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>(less)
Alright, so I was going to do a proper review, but I just can't. I'm punned out, folks.
Besides I fear I love this book too much to be silly about it....moreAlright, so I was going to do a proper review, but I just can't. I'm punned out, folks.
Besides I fear I love this book too much to be silly about it. And I have to say, when I first started I wasn't sure if I loved it or hated it. I was struck by how Briony was so annoyingly self-loathing. But then there was the pity and how she pathetically claimed she felt nothing because of witchery.
I found myself appreciating her character much more when she and Eldric created this secret society of awesome swamp-friend-creatures (the lion and the wolf). It was like freaking Adventure Time, but for realsies.
But srsly, this book reminded me much of my favourite Scottish ballad Tam Lin. It was probably influenced by such work, in fact, without the focus on a faerie queen or any of that.
People who loved this book will want to read Diana Wynne Jones' Fire and Hemlock. You will find that Jones' book is what teen was like in the 70s to early 90s: goddamn literature.
The characters were not one-sided and were much more complicated than the usual young adult novels out there. Eldric and Briony form a friendship first and romance later. They can verbally volley and Eldric certainly challenges Briony at every opportunity. And not challenging like a slap to the face and making her agree with his overt manliness. In fact he doesn't try to be overtly "manly", which in turn makes him seem more of a man than others.
Yeah wrap your head around that one, boys. :D(less)
SPOILER ALERT FROM REAL HISTORY: Brittany is eventually absorbed by France.
Keywords: Death, Mortain, saints, medieval, witches, female heroes, assassi...moreSPOILER ALERT FROM REAL HISTORY: Brittany is eventually absorbed by France.
Keywords: Death, Mortain, saints, medieval, witches, female heroes, assassins, mercy, angel, nuns, badassery, Olden times, Brittany, France, duchy, Anne, cool clothing, poison, crossbows, killing, murder, politics, scandal, marriage, turmoil, civil war, war, loss, grief, abuse, women, untouchables, England, Roman Empire.
Sentence: I sentence Robin LaFevers to an orgy of limbs that do not include elbows. And don't mistake that for irony; it is satire.
Review: Fans of Alison Goodman are in for a pleasant surprise. Grave Mercy is another story of a strong female character shaped over time to become some sort of badass...asskicker. Or in this case, assassin for Death. Lafever's book reads very much like Eon, in that you start off with a girl who believes herself so deformed and untouchable that when others value her it seems unfathomable. It's almost like a really extreme metaphor for teenage girls establishing self-respect. Actually that's not really an "almost" situation; it's a given.
Anyway, Grave Mercy does not fail to immerse you deep in the dark world of the most ridiculous assassin nuns. You may laugh at the thought of that but beware of their deadly ninja skills. But pretty much they're just good at poisoning people and pretending to be all secretive-like when really everyone knows about them. That's okay, it was fun all the same.
And that's pretty much where my positive critique ends. It was fun.
Here are my points of issue:
(view spoiler)[1. Much too Much Ado About Nothing. Come on, practically every teen romance is about some sort of hatred or distrust between the two lovebirds. We all know they're going to end up together now. And of course just when Duval is about to die Ismae realizes her body is a fucking sponge. A SPONGE FOR POISON. What is this? SpongeMae PoisonPants?
And to heal him she doesn't just, you know, sleep with him; she does some serious planking shit.
2. JUST DO IT. This is something the girls and I, at the bookstore, call the ultimate rule of teen fiction. Teens are rash dumbasses that let not only their hormones, but their pride guide them. In a situation where a girl has barely any clothes on, in her bedroom, with the guy she's pining for (no parents around and he's pretty much into her more than he is into his life being threatened)--just do it. What is the hold up? You're already spooning.
3. Elbow fetish. I am slightly disturbed by the amount of elbow grabbing Duval does. It's almost bad as those weird armpit fetishes. But pretty much every chance he gets, Duval is shoving or forcefully grabbing Ismae's elbow, which she is constantly twisting out of. Look Duval, you may want to lick her elbow or whatever and hope it's her "sweet spot", but I'm pretty sure she'd just send that elbow straight into your mouth and knock out a couple of teeth. (hide spoiler)]
4. Repetitive language and phrases. Repeating things in different ways may make the reader remember things better, but it also annoys the shit out of me. If one says the same thing over and over again in different ways, it is not only hammered into one's memory, but also an irritant. I find repetition particularly annoying, but also effective for accurate recall, even when the subject matter being repeated is completely unnecessary.
5. Irony. "1. Verbal irony is a trope in which the intended meaning of a statement differs from the meaning that the words appear to express.
2. Situational irony involves an incongruity between what is expected or intended and what actually occurs.
3. Dramatic irony is an effect produced by a narrative in which the audience knows more about present or future circumstances than a character in the story."
Please, Lafevers, see this excellent explanation: The Oatmeal's 3 Uses of Irony. You will find irony easier to identify this, rather than claiming every other sentence that something is ironic.
I will give Lafevers this much, I loved her intro of Death Himself as a utensil for mercy, not revenge. Death is mercy for the suffering. And that was pretty awesome.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>(less)
I cannot hate this book, as much as I was confused by it and tried to really, really love it. Firstly, it was just the right amount of dark for me; an...moreI cannot hate this book, as much as I was confused by it and tried to really, really love it. Firstly, it was just the right amount of dark for me; and just the right amount of sacrifice and survival, but alas, it didn't really speak to me.
This book is VERY well written and has a great story too (including all those little tales added at the very end of each chapter), but I found myself itching to finish and not because I was captivated.
This is one of those absolutely hate or absolutely love books. Although I have chosen to be indifferent, it is only because I cannot fairly give this a rating (good or bad) because it just didn't work for me.
That being said, I highly recommend it for those who like soft urban fantasy/dystopian reads. :)(less)
Sentence: I sentence John Green to write a non-teen fiction book. Seriously, I think he should give it a try and (likely) excel. :)
Review: There are s...moreSentence: I sentence John Green to write a non-teen fiction book. Seriously, I think he should give it a try and (likely) excel. :)
Review: There are so many things I don’t know how to say about this story (so I won’t). However, let me just admit my one criticism: kids, in real life, aren’t this great, mature and hilarious. As much as I think cancer forces a teen to grow up early, there were just some ideas (including leaving “your mark” on the world; and little infinities) that I felt, normally, could not be understood and appreciated by a Hazel-aged person. That being said, I really wish I knew people like Hazel and Augustus.
This story is beautifully narrated and not just a “Cancer Book”; cancer is just a side effect of life. It contemplates things that I did not even realize I thought about, such as attempting to leave your mark on the world, but also acknowledging that the larger the mark the bigger the scar. And should we, selfishly, be trying to strive for that?
I fell in love with Hazel, Gus, Hazel’s parents, Isaac, and even Sisyphus the hamster (view spoiler)[(for his brief two years post-Anna) (hide spoiler)].
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I doubt I'll ever rate a teen novel this high, unless Neil Gaiman decides to write teen or Diana Wynne Jones rises from the dead. Or Justine Larbalest...moreI doubt I'll ever rate a teen novel this high, unless Neil Gaiman decides to write teen or Diana Wynne Jones rises from the dead. Or Justine Larbalestier does another fantastic piece like "Liar".
This book was that good. And it's a stand alone teen novel. A rare gem. LOL, no longer stand alone and part of a trilogy.
Beware of spoilers.
Genre: Teen, pre-teen, dystopian, political topics, realistic future, war, disarray, rebellion, inspirational.
Sentence: I sentence Neal Shusterman to writing all my ideas out for me in the beautiful, oddly flowing way he does. Or follow me around while I dictate my entire life, for my own reference (because sometimes I wish I had a way of searching previous memories to the last detail). This could possibly be a form a torture for him. :'D Well, he deserves more than the fame of that woman (see "Twilight").
Review: I don't even know where to start. I was skeptical when I picked up this rather sad and creepy looking book from a local bookstore. I had heard plenty, of course, but that doesn't always pan out in my experience. Reading it was altogether different from what I expected.
It's not the typical Dystopian society where everything is explained to you right away. Actually, it's better when things are clarified as you go along. From the beginning I found myself attached to Connor, even though I suspect I'd attempt to be a model 13-18 year old in order not to be unwound. But his absolute stubbornness in being his hot-headed self won me over. Then you meet Risa and Lev and suddenly all their stories collide (almost literally, haha) in this strange twist of chance. This opportunity saves them from their ultimate fate of being shipped off to a harvest camp and being used for their body parts. Not that they're dead when they are unwound. They're kept alive in the pieces they so graciously give away.
(view spoiler)[You see, after the pro-life versus pro-choice war, the Bill of Life changes everything. When a child is 13 to 18 years old their parents have the right to sign them off to be unwound, especially if they aren't really doing any good (or living up to certain expectations). It's a bit of the impure and savage masked by civility; something made acceptable by doing nothing and refusing to empathize.
This novel really reminded me of a mix of "Repo! The Genetic Opera" (with less of the chaos, disorder, gore...and singing) and season four of "Torchwood: Miracle Day". (hide spoiler)]
The way Shusterman makes the little things connect and flow is not so much mind-boggling as it is surprisingly pleasant. Because, let's be honest, most teen lit. does not have much flow. Shusterman's work is certainly something for teen authors to aspire to, along with Justine Larbalestier, Scott Westerfeld, Suzanne Collins, Stephen Chbosky, Laurie Halse Anderson, Patrick Ness, Jessica Verday, Holly Black...and possibly Classandra Clare (I normally wouldn't categorize her here, but she's pretty decent for her first three books).
I might have to read this book again and again and again. And the thought of that actually excites me.
This book has also convinced me to take a break from teen until I'm ready to re-visit things not up to par with his excellence. Yeah, I'm reading real fiction. lol I'm actually almost through The Leftovers by Tom Perotta. :)["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>(less)
Firstly, this book began with what I thought was just a girl dealing with major PTSD, hallucinations (after her friends are killed in the same building collapse that she, alone, survived) and a minor case of new-girl-gets-the-hunk.
On the one hand, there were a lot more questions left unanswered, but it's only the first volume...confirming the supernatural element certainly took awhile, but things took a darker more dirty turn. Hodkin doesn't shy from the possibility of Mara killing other people. It is the only real explanation you immediately think of; next to a stalker killing off anyone that visibly makes her angry (except clearly not the case with Anna being alive).
Where do I start with what I liked about this book? How about how neurotic Mara is? Or how she definitely cares about her reputation even if it's already in the shits? Or jealousies and friendships can drive people to do stupid things? Or even how incredibly witty the language and details are?
Hodkin actually managed to give me chills. Not only was I hysterical about dirty children's books, but I was also enthralled by the mystery and revelations of the memories of Mara Dyer.
And the twist ending flowed so nicely I practically had a heart attack. Brilliant. But srsly, someone call an ambulance.
I think what drives me up walls is that, like Justine Larbelestier's "Liar", I caught myself trusting the first person narrative as if it were true or flawless, when I know it's not. She admits it herself! In the end, you're questioning everything. (hide spoiler)]
As I posted on my blog review for my "book on trial" series: "I sentence Michelle Hodkin to a life of tainting children’s classic stories, for my amusement. Because, hello, best job EVER."["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>(less)
First of all, I'm going to say that this book is not my usual cup of tea. I really do like reading some true crime and I also really love teen fiction...moreFirst of all, I'm going to say that this book is not my usual cup of tea. I really do like reading some true crime and I also really love teen fiction; so the combo of the two appealed to me. It was written, much as I had expected, with the detail of a true crime novel. Little facts here or details of a certain nail polish colour that makes everything feel so eerily real, like it could happen to you.
The story revolves around the apparent suicide of one Katelyn Berkeley, who was (possibly) cyber-bullied to her fate of electrocution via espresso machine.
Now, twin-teen fiction seems to be getting more and more popular, which is fascinating and everything, but in this case I found that reading about Hay-Tay's perspectives was a little boring. Sure, they're psychic or something like that and can somewhat "feel" the dead's messages, but it's not like I haven't read about that before. Albeit, it usually involves finding a dead body or using a dead body to touch on the person's last thoughts before death or something...
(view spoiler)[There is also just too much going on in this story. I understand that people can be somewhat complicated and that this is also an intro to the series, but seriously, can we focus on one thing please?! With talk of the ten year anniversary for the bus-accident-incident that the twins happened to be involved with, as well as Katelyn; and the alleged suicide of Katelyn; we as readers already have much to cope with. I thought this was supposed to be a small town where practically nothing happened.
And then you're smacked, in the face, with the fact that something terrible happened to Colton's mother, Shania; and she had some secret pact with the twins' mother so she killed the reporter, Moira, to protect them. And of course there was a serial killer like Ted Bundy who murdered Savannah's sister, Serena. Not to mention there is something really dark and creepy going on with all this psychic crap surrounding the twins.
The twins' parents are lying; Shania's been hiding things; Colton is oddly calm about all this; Starla gets away with being a cold, hard bitch; and there is still someone super creepy, dark and evil in the town (at Katelyn's funeral and thought she deserved what she got) who was lurking/watching the proceedings of some of the happenings in this book. (hide spoiler)]
I am so confused I want to curl up in a ball and forget everything. Did I mention that the little sneak-peak for the second book, Betrayal, is not helping my mind's state of serious unrest?
Gregg Olsen, I sentence you to a life of colour-blindness in a store packed with OPI nailpolish. Only then will you understand my confusion.
Nevertheless, I will still continue with the Empty Coffin series.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>(less)
This was a hilarious read, and I don't think it was on purpose. It was like reading what a Twilight fan would write about Twilight coming to life to s...moreThis was a hilarious read, and I don't think it was on purpose. It was like reading what a Twilight fan would write about Twilight coming to life to spite the "haters". It's petty, unimaginative, but certainly easy to read as there is really not much to take in.
It's definitely fast-paced, but leaves you wondering why the author seems to think she understands string theory in the least.
It feels like the story is rushed so it can be written, rather than written so it can be felt and related to. It's definitely something for the fangirls' hearts. Junk teen fiction. Nothing to really enjoy or think about. It's written more to satisfy a fantasy.
For an author that talks loads about professional writing, I see very little evidence of it.(less)