I call you this nickname in adoration, because I feel we've gotten really close. You wrote this beautiful novel for me (and maybeGabby, Gabby, Gabby.
I call you this nickname in adoration, because I feel we've gotten really close. You wrote this beautiful novel for me (and maybe others like me, but I find it hard to share), and you've made it easy for me to remember those warm, fuzzy feeling things.
A.J. has a cold, hard exterior and ends up softening like butter on hot toast or something. What is so likable about his personality is not that he's kinda like me, but that he's wholly believable. Gabrielle has given her readers some very unrealistic circumstances — almost soap opera-y — and you still can believe her characters.
You believe Maya is as precocious as she is, because behind every clever or witty remark, there's a child-like reasoning or belief. Behind Ismay's horribleness, there's a very sad story of resilience and betrayal (and even a little bit of empathy).
Another reason this novel is worth loving is the careful appreciation for short stories — the most underrated and unappreciated portion of literature. Short stories and poetry deserve so much more appreciation, and this book delivers on that.
Now this is certainly a love letter to booksellers, but it's also a story about overcoming the odds, even when all hope is lost. It's about realistic love and how timing really is everything.
Gabrielle, you had me at Lamb to the Slaughter....more
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)/theNOTE: 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"]>...more
Sentence: I sentence Elizabeth Scott to another world where this story makes sense.
Review: When I read this book I realized why I had swoSentence: I sentence Elizabeth Scott to another world where this story makes sense.
Review: When I read this book I realized why I had sworn off teen books for a month. Now don't get me wrong, Scott is a wonderful writer. I've read much of her other works and some of them are my favourite pieces of teen literature. Even this book, in all its horribleness, is better than Twilight (and other teen lit. like it).
I get that Ava is all confused and amnesiac-like, after some unexplained collapse where I'm assuming she is "put in" to this world.
I'm just gonna go ahead and say WHAT THE FUCK? Let's go over this very briefly.
(view spoiler)[1. Ava is remembering her parallel/actual life from another world. Clearly whoever meant to make her forget sucks at their fucking job.
2. Her friends in this universe are such shit-disturbers. So the lesbians I can sympathize with, but the psychotic-potential-killer asshole that tries to drug Ava? WHAT? How is she allowed to walk around with other human beings and why is nothing done about her? Come on, this is fiction-world. Let's kill the bitch.
3. Ava is cold, annoying and I very much doubt she actually loves Morgan. Screw Clementine. I'd rather die in my own universe than a place I'd be trapped/lost forever. Besides, at least Morgan would go back with her that way.
4. What the hell is a SAT? PDM? Creche? I get there's some sort of resistance, but what is Morgan? A freaking Mafia boss?
5. Basically, you get fuck-all from this story, except THE question. You're so confused you question the meaning of life itself. (hide spoiler)]
That was the most unsatisfying story I've ever read. It doesn't instill rage at existing (again, like Twilight, Halo, Hush Hush, etc.), but instead this hollow feeling like I've reset my mind and I need to try again. D:["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more
I'm not gonna bother spoilering this book or summarizing plot, because I could probably do that in two sentences.
This book kept me on edge. On the edgI'm not gonna bother spoilering this book or summarizing plot, because I could probably do that in two sentences.
This book kept me on edge. On the edge of a blade slicing, cutting, tearing tearing tearing through the thrill and suspense. Impatience took a back seat and I let Mafi's words drive me to the shattering end of the beginning.
This book is great. This book is intolerable. Despite Juliette's odd prose and short, verb-ful sentences, it really does lack in plot. That isn't to say I was not entertained, because I was. Besides, Juliette makes everything feel so much more intense than it actually is.
My eyes snap to the page. I catch myself repeating the same line. This is no good. It's a waste. Wasting away seconds. Minutes. The tick tick tocking echoes in my mind. Where was I?
That is me trying to figure out where I was in the book.
It's almost a very crude type of language Mafi uses to keep you attentive. I swear I was reading like this O____O the entire time.
In any case, overlooking the excessive metaphors; verbs; and lack of anything actually essential to the plot of this series (other than intros, love interest, and (view spoiler)[escape (hide spoiler)]), it was fun knowing it would end quickly (short book)! It was only slightly painful, I swear. Actually, don't trust me on that.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more
Normally, I don't bother with reviewing books, but this one really deserves some explanation. I picked up this book expecting it to be one of the worsNormally, I don't bother with reviewing books, but this one really deserves some explanation. I picked up this book expecting it to be one of the worst reads ever. Surprisingly, it moved fast and it really was engaging...except things just didn't make sense. And even the world of fiction and fantasy have rules.
(view spoiler)[Firstly, it's awesome that she's got kick-ass skills and a healthy dose of potty-mouth, but then things turned unexpectedly sour. While I was excited by the prospects of "New 2", I didn't expect anything beyond weird-looking people. That really wasn't the problem, however. Despite the book's abrupt dive into mythology and voodoo, the story had potential.
Until I realized she was practically in love with Sebastian (dark, tall, hunky and obvious) within her FIRST DAY in New 2. Seriously? And I know she doesn't think she's going to be preggo anytime soon, but at the rate she's going, she'll have three young'ins before she finds her father. After Athena was introduced, the rest was too easy for me to predict, though I didn't guess she was Medusa's descendant directly, because, well, she's not exactly a gorgon. She conveniently doesn't react to the curse until she turns 21. I'm not particularly sure why, but I think it's because it works better for the story.
I'm not quite sure how the silver hair and teal eyes play into everything either. Medusa, in later mythology was characterized as a beautiful, mortal maiden raped by Poseidon in the temple of Athena (versus early classical mythology regarding her as one of three gorgon sisters born to a sea god and goddess). No one said anything about a girl straight out of a magic-girl anime. (hide spoiler)]
In the end, while the story could have been really fun, there was just too much going on. It was like reading Twilight crossed over with Percy Jackson and a bit of adult humour/language. It was terrifying.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more