Here's a big 4.5 stars and a raging cry of 'WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT ENDING???'
OK, so after just finishing this book I can tell youHere's a big 4.5 stars and a raging cry of 'WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT ENDING???'
OK, so after just finishing this book I can tell you that I just had a minor heart attack. I flailed around for a few minutes. Flapped my hands in desperation, squealed a little tiny bit and raged at the cat who was undoubtedly NOT impressed at being woken up from his cat nap just because I couldn't handle my feels for a book.
Because hello, cliffhanger. I'd like you to meet my fist.
Girl Lost is a spectacular rendition of the fairy tale Peter Pan. It's a sequel of sorts - a take on what would happen if Peter Pan went to fetch Wendy after she left the island. Basically Peter Pan has grown up. And he's still got his red hair and green eyes and mischievous smirk. It's just swoon-worthy now. Peter goes from being an orphan boy to a possessively aggressive man - and oh how I loved how he grew.
Andrews took the tale of Peter Pan and put it back into the real world and modern society. She makes Gwen emotionally broken and mentally unstable. And sassy. And aggravating in the best way possible. She makes Peter a figment of imagination turned real. She brings in Micah as the ever vigilant and worried sibling. She forces Orchid into Gwen's life and hints that she is way more than she seems to be. And she throws in James who is best described as:
I wave a dismissive hand.
"He's such a charming rake. And unapologetic about it. And he's drunk all the time. How is that NOT a pirate?
Even though Peter was the male lead it was James who I fell hardcore for. Hook, line and sinker. (See what I did there?) And then there was Belle. Who was a darker, more fierce version of who she was meant to be but was still fantastically amazing at everything she did.
The characterization was pretty well spot-on for how one would expect those iconic characters to be in real life. The mannerisms of the AGZ, the spiteful hate from Belle, the sly smirks from Peter - everything could be properly attributed to each of the characters because everything they did or said just made sense.
The setting was also wonderfully set. Northern University itself wasn't mentioned much as whole but specific areas like the ocean or the frat house were described with minimal detail that actually enhanced the locations. Setting didn't play an important role in the physical sense - it was important in a metaphorical one, which is why less was more.
And then the plot. Which was nothing less than stellar. I spent a good portion of this spinning around in circles with anticipation as to what would happen next. Andrews just has this way of telling you a story but then throwing out the next piece of the puzzle in a way you just wouldn't expect. It's like walking through a haunted house, not knowing what's going to pop out at you next. The majority of the novel places you directly in Gwen's shoes, so you can't but be completely and utterly lost. But you love every crazy moment of it.
Filtered throughout the story were a variety of flashbacks from Gwen's accident - all of her delusions that apparently aren't really delusions - and they while they were interesting and helped pushed the story along at times they detracted from the story a little because they were distracting. But they explained everything really well and added to the whole storyline - like there were 2 plotlines being told at once. It was like you were really looking into Gwen's past whenever she remembered something.
The idea that Gwen was mentally unstable was a really great premise for this retelling. An obvious way to go, yes, but again, Andrews made it seem like it was a completely original idea. There was an incredibly detailed backstory that explained why and how she came to be that way and it really help feed into the allusion of magic that was forever present within the story. Was it ever fully mentioned? No. But there's a constant inkling that can only be explained by magic throughout the novel.
Which brings me to that horrid, horrid, horrid, cliffie at the end.
The last 4ish chapters of the novel? Total and utter chaos. This is the climax of the entire story and then you're immediately cut off from any and all sense of dénouement and conclusion. You get a dying person, and a pirate following you around, you get some crazy important flashback that IS NOT EXPLAINED and you visualize your insanity in the modern world - with that same pirate standing beside you experiencing the same thing.
Which means you're both crazy.
Or are you?
You have got absolutely NO BLOODY IDEA what to think because the guy that's causing you to question everything that you've worked so hard to put together? You don't actually know what to think about him either.
Belle smiles. “Do you remember now, Gwendy bird? We’ll tear you from the clouds and rip you to pieces. You can’t have our Thief.”
“It’s not real,” I mumble, my lips numb. “It can’t be real.”
I’ve spent seven years hearing that. Learning to believe that.
She smiles, a bloody rictus, and I shake my head, nausea swimming through me.
“Belle, who is Peter?” I demand.
“Peter? He’s a thief. The best and worst of all of us. He’s ours, and you stole him.”
The ending drove me insane with need for MORE. And yet as of now there's no mention of a sequel. Which means all you're left with is a memory. And you return to the place where you first met him.
He’s backlit by the sun, a fey, smiling boy dressed all in green. There is a shock of red hair poking out of his strange hat, and a mischievous smile brightens his slanted, exotic eyes. The Boy stares at me and grins, a crooked little smile.
“Hello, pixie girl. What are you doing out here?”
“I’m lost,” I say.
His smile grows a little, and he shakes his head. “Can’t be. I found you. And I’m a bit of an expert on lost things.”
“Where did you come from?” I ask.
“My island. Would you like to see it?”
I hesitate. “I’m not supposed to go with strangers.”
“Would you rather stay here? It seems dangerous.”
There’s a certain unassailable logic to his words. I shrug, though, trying to seem very above it all and distant. “I don’t know you. You could be dangerous.”
He laughs. “Oh, I am. But I would never hurt you, Gwendy.” He takes a step closer and extends a hand in a childlike caricature of an adult gesture. His eyes sparkle, and it feels, for a moment, like the whole world is holding its breath. “I’m Peter.”
I KNOW. I'm dying too. It all ends at the freaking beginning and I just can't right now.
Tell me more about you being naked. I want the sexy back.
I’ll bring it back ;)
Now I don't want to go as far as to say that the seTell me more about you being naked. I want the sexy back.
I’ll bring it back ;)
Now I don't want to go as far as to say that the sexy was brought back. If we were to give it a rating on the scale of hotness, a ghost pepper it would be not.
But a jalapeño? Sure, why not?
This book was pleasantly surprising to me, on many scales, because New Adult books tend to disappoint me plot wise. But this one? This one managed to kind of pull off a somewhat decent plot. And the reason why? Because when it all comes down to it, the plot was deceptively simple.
Premise: Girl takes internship to learn about her dead father. Finds hot guy who is her adversary for her internship position who happens to be her employer's grandson. Conflict: Girl lies to her employer and falls in love with her adversary. Denouement: The lies fall apart. Relationships suffer. Resolution: Neatly tied ending that solves the conflict.
Really, the plot was so simple, the story should have been one catastrophe after another. But Grey managed to take that simple plot and word it in such a way that the plot points fell into place like little stepping stones that let you get from one end of a rushing river to the other. She took simplicity and made it all seem significant somehow. Was it predictable? Yes. But it wasn't boring and it wasn't far-fetched. It seemed completely realistic for what it was.
But things got a little wayward with the characterization. For the most part, the best way I can think to describe it is clean. It was really clean characterization when it came to Caleb and Amy. Neither of them were trying to be something that they were not. The same went for the majority of the characters in the novel like Linus and Ingrid. But when Caleb's friends came into the picture, it was almost like a thread was loose in the or something because Brooke and Sabrina and even Nick didn't seem like complete characters. They were all over the place from nice and friendly to bitchy and jealous within 2 pages and there was never any in depth explanation as to why.
I guess I was looking for a little more background, a little more angst to a story which didn't really have a lot of angsty business to begin with. It was clearly attempted, but all in all resolved much too quickly for me. I wanted a little more gut-wrenching moments, a little more emotional investment, a little more in general.
That said, the book was still worth 4 stars. It had a few gun-slinger lines, which I loved because quips are totally up my alley. And the romance was definitely one of the better ones I've read in the last while, although again, everything was a little too neat and tidy for my liking so it wasn't perfect.
But in the end, the surprisingly pleasing plot made up for the inconsistencies. Which is a win in my book, any day. ...more
Because I got to the end of the book and I swear to fucking God there was a tear rolling down my cheek.
Eva Morgan, you are goiI cried.
Locked broke me.
Because I got to the end of the book and I swear to fucking God there was a tear rolling down my cheek.
Eva Morgan, you are going to have to be my saviour.
There is nothing I can say about this book that is negative. The ending ripped my soul out. Irene ripped my heart out. And Sherlock Holmes made me cry.
Maybe its because its 3:21am right now and I'm running on 4 hours sleep over the last 48 hours. Maybe Eva Morgan is a genie. Or maybe Sherlock stole my breath away.
I'm going to physically die and wither away into dark matter if there's no sequel.
The characterization of this novel is flawless. It couldn't have been done better. The plot didn't even have to exist, it was that good. If anything, the plot was a little ordinary but Morgan managed to capture the essence of the Sherlock created by BBC and embody it within an eighteen year old guy, who in turn takes over the entire novel and makes you completely forget about trivial things like plot. Then there's Irene, who was the epitome of every girl who has ever experienced a loss and has finally found a reason to not let it define her. But then she was broken all over again.
The beauty of it all is that you get to break along with her.
Some stories take a little piece of your soul and change you. This one is such a keeper because of that single reason. I haven't felt such genuine emotion evoked from a book like this in a very long time.
I'm at a loss for words.
But Ms. Morgan, I salute you. This book was love in every facet imaginable, with all the dark and crushing bits that we hate to hunger for.
I can honestly say the wait for a sequel will be a worthy one....more
“In August, we agreed to go to the prom together this year,” Pam reminds Josh. “So I’m just formalizing the agreement. You sign here”—she points to t“In August, we agreed to go to the prom together this year,” Pam reminds Josh. “So I’m just formalizing the agreement. You sign here”—she points to the first page—“and initial here.”
“Shit,” Josh says, shaking his head. “This thing is four pages? What does it say?”
"The first page is the agreement to be each other’s dates,” Pam says. “The second page says you’ll pose with me for at least twenty-five pictures. The third page lists acceptable colors and styles for your tux. Read that carefully, because if you show up wearing a ruffled shirt, I am legally entitled to kick you in the crotch.”
Word of the Wise:
Do not read this book in the middle of the night. Not unless you want to wake up an entire household.
So I've had this on my TR list for a while. And yeah, I've started like 5 other books but I wasn't really feeling them last night at 12 midnight. Instead, I opened this one.
Which, now that I think about it, was probably the worst decision I could have come to in my sleep deprived state.
Because of the amount of times I burst out laughing. I'm talking extremely loud guffaws and unbelievably piggish snorts that echoed throughout the entire house until I realised exactly what time it was and that people were trying to sleep.
I don't even know how many times it was exactly that I had to hold the uncontrollavke giggles in as silently as possible, all I know is that Flynn Meaney is freaking hilarious.
That said, there were a few things that bothered me throughout the whole thing that hindered me giving this book a full 5 star review. The alternating points of view in this novel irked me a bit at first. The time jumps and random tidbits of information about what was happening elsewhere kind of threw me a little in terms of how they connected plot-wise. But after a while I got used to it. Wasn't exactly thrilled with it, but I got used to it. I was also a little disappointed plot-wise in general. I didn't enjoy the ending, it just fell flat for me and I wish there could have been more said for the PMS - which makes waaaaay more sense and sounds less weird when you read the novel.
But other than the less-than-lack-lustre plot - things were great!
I can honestly say I loved each and every character - they were just written so well. Diva was a perfect diva, Eugene was oddly amusing and the 2 MC's different perceptions of the world around them were so realistic. I have no idea how Meaney came up with the idea of the boy recession, but the way her characters responded and acted in the situation that she put them in were downright hilarious.
Aviva's headlines were classic. A fantastic way to start off each chapter. Eugene's crazy money making schemes? Freaky genius. Pam's prom contract with Josh? Kind of bad-ass and bitchy at the same time - I loved it!
And the relationships? Were so well balanced romantically, especially with the secondary characters who got partnered up. There was a certain delicacy between the characters who ended up together; it reminded me of Buckleys cough syrup - it tastes awful, but it works. When you hear about a match, right off the bat you are totally opposed to it, but then you let it sink in and then you're like huh, that actually works out great!
And the ending? Total companion novel/sequel set up! Aviva at engineering camp with a low girl to guy ratio? That is The Girl Recession waiting to happen!
So I await your next novel Ms Meaney. Hoping you can top this one off with a bang. Until then I guess I'll just have to use these quotes to tide me over:
“Pam thinks it was about a fat girl,” Aviva says, not even looking up as she fills the last line of her notepad.
“Because it goes”—Aviva removes the pen from her mouth and uses it to flip her yellow pages back to where she jotted down lyrics—“ ‘You’re the soft place that I fall.’
“Eug, what is this?” I ask him.
“Pride and Prejudice!” Eugene says, tossing the DVD remote to one of the guys on the couch and coming back to stand with me. “Girls love this shit. Trust me.”
One escort turns around to say, “This version’s not bad. But I prefer the BBC miniseries. Six hours. I own it, if you’re interested.”
When the guy turns back around, Eugene tells me, “I got him from the divorced parents’ meeting.”
"This is as romantic as my prom night is going to get,” Darcy says. “Taping Aviva’s nipples down.”...more