A typical and therefore pretty average Joy Fielding book.
Typical for Joy Fielding is, that mysteries are always revealed too quickly, the solution to...moreA typical and therefore pretty average Joy Fielding book.
Typical for Joy Fielding is, that mysteries are always revealed too quickly, the solution to the puzzle is usually served to the reader on a silver platter and most of the book just focuses on the victim/perpetrator showdown instead of riddles, sidetracks and unexpected revelations.
There was no real effort to build up a real mystery in the first place, there was no effort to even set the reader on the wrong track - everything was delivered conveniently and in a very ... unmysterious way. By page 30 or something I already knew who was the 'bad guy' in this story and the rest of the book didn't reveal any more twists and turns. Also, with Joy Fielding a happy ending is bound to occur so what exactly is there the reader should worry about?
It was a fast read, howsoever, and the thought of being in a coma, yet fully awake while not being able to communicate with the people around you is horrible. I don't ever want to experience that shit.
All in all it was quite entertaining albeit not very dramatic, I would say "enjoyable" if you know what to expect from Fielding in general. (less)
Abstruse, konstruierte Story, die so völlig an der Realität vorbeigeht, dass es schon fast weh tut. Gelacht habe ich wenig bis gar nicht, meinen Humor...moreAbstruse, konstruierte Story, die so völlig an der Realität vorbeigeht, dass es schon fast weh tut. Gelacht habe ich wenig bis gar nicht, meinen Humor hat es leider überhaupt nicht getroffen.
Die Charaktere waren völlig überzeichnete Karikaturen mit wenig Tiefgang - am schlimmsten von allen die Hauptfigur, Friederike, die die meiste Zeit nichts besseres zu tun hat, als in Selbstmitleid zu schwaden, gedanklich über andere herzuziehen und sich mit einer gehörigen Portion Blödheit, Dreistigkeit und vor allen Dingen offenen Auges in ihr persönliches Lügengestrick hinein zu manövrieren. Die meiste Zeit ging sie mir gehörig auf die Nerven und ich habe mir nichts sehnlicher gewünscht, als dass der ganze Bockmist auffliegt und sie den Rest ihres erbärmlichen Lebens allein, arbeitslos und verzweifelt verbringen muss.
Message des Buches: Dicke Menschen sind ungeliebt, allein, nicht erfolgreich im Beruf und sowieso zu nix in der Lage. Dünnen Menschen dagegen, fliegt alles nur so zu, Parter, Erfolg im Job, Freunde, sogar ein Kind - ein, zwei "Wonneröllchen" sind da so gerade noch akzeptabel. Nutella is the root of all evil.
“But if I’m it, the last of my kind, the last page of human history, like hell I’m going to let the story end this way. I may be the last one, but I a...more“But if I’m it, the last of my kind, the last page of human history, like hell I’m going to let the story end this way. I may be the last one, but I am the one still standing. I am the one turning to face the faceless hunter in the woods on an abandoned highway. I am the one not running but facing. Because if I am the last one, then I am humanity. And if this is humanity’s last war, then I am the battlefield.”
1. Sentence: “Aliens are stupid.”
I have to start this review by saying that I didn’t realize this book was about aliens. I thought it was about zombies, actually. No clue why – sometimes I get distracted by shiny covers, I guess.
I am not exactly a fan of the whole alien topic, so if I had spent more time reading the blurb I probably would have decided to avoid this book. I’m quite glad I didn’t avoid it, though, because after all the book was pretty good! Not *great*, but not too bad either.
The concept is similar to Meyer’s The Host: Aliens have invaded earth (and human brains) and in several attacks, so called waves, they try to wipe out humankind. They arrived in a huge spaceship and only ten days after their appearance the attacks begin.
The First Wave shut down electricity. The world turned dark and full of terrors and people died.
The Second Wave flooded the coasts by throwing giant metal rods into the ocean to cause tsunamis (…realistic? I think not) and people died.
The Third Wave infected people with a virus called “Red Tsunami” which caused fatal bleedings and ultimately people died.
The Fourth Wave brought aliens down to earth, deceitfully disguised as humans, in order to kill them. Hence, people died.
The Fifth Wave is yet to come and this is obviously the point of time in which our story takes place. Nobody knows what is going to happen next but people die nonetheless.
Obviously, I have never been in an alien invasion. I would assume, though, that genuine aliens, who supposedly are highly developed, superior beings, do *not* need numerous waves to effectively extinguish humankind and take over the world in order to colonize it. Apparently, they can build a big-ass spaceship and are able to download themselves into human brains – why can’t they come up with some kind of weapon that kills all humans at a single blow? Why bother spending years? Also, why those psychological mind games with the earthlings in order to make them turn against each other? Do our aliens happen to be academically fascinated by human social behavior?
I found the idea that a bunch of kiddos/teenagers are supposed to SAVE THE DAY WORLD to be a bit ridiculous and/or unrealistic. I highly doubt that in real life they would survive one minute, but okay, this is fiction, obviously, so I guess it’s all right.
Katniss Cassie is your average teenager, totally unconfident about her looks due to the lack of attention from the boy she adores, Ben Parish. Thank god there’s an alien apocalypse so she can be come the kick-ass, witty heroine that is needed for this story and who likes to stalk around with a M16 in her hands. Don’t get me wrong, overall I quite liked Katniss Cassie. Her ready wit and sarcasm made me laugh out loud more than once and the author did a good job to make her character seem plausible to me, age-wise. However, sometimes she was getting on my nerves a bit too much.
First, for someone who swore to herself that she would not trust anyone ever again, she trusted Evan far too quickly. Basically because he was all hot and mysterious. I guess the dude she shot earlier just wasn’t hot enough, poor guy.
Second, for someone who claims her primary goal was to save her little brother, she spent far too long swooning over mysterious creeper dude Evan and his hot body, speculating for hours when they would finally make out. When *he* eventually wondered if little Sammy was possibly still alive her reaction was the prime example of the deep love an older sister feels for her cute, little brother.
“Is he alive?” he whispers. That sad, desperate look is back. What happened out there? Why is he thinking about Sams? I shrug. How can I know the answer to that?” (~60%)
YEAH, WHY THE HECK WOULD HE BE WONDERING ABOUT THAT. *shrugs*
Thank goodness that at least ONE person worries about that five year old child who probably got kidnapped by aliens while the other person is too busy having the hots for a random stranger with stalker-ish tendencies. Anyway, I am losing myself in this senseless romance drivel and the inevitable love triangle that simply has to appear in each and every YA book out there. Therefore, I shall concentrate on other things, for example…
…the writing style! It was okay, I guess. Dialogues are written in a very juvenile way which suits the young protagonists. Don’t wonder if you stumble over acronyms like “FUBAR” or the like here and there, there’s always the Urban Dictionary that can help you figure out what they actually mean.
What I had a problem with, though, was that all those hundreds of characters… – well, I’m exaggerating, of course, but there were A LOT OF characters – all sounded the same to me which made it difficult to distinguish them. I was pretty confused in the beginning. A chapter would start, introducing a new character, but I was not aware of it until I realized that it was not Cassie anymore I was reading about, even though he/she totally sounded the same.
I complained about so many things now, one could think I didn’t like the book at all. That’s not the case, though. It still was an entertaining read, fast-paced and full of action with characters that were likable for the most part. Yancey definitely knows how to build up suspense, mixed with a good portion of sarcasm in just the right places and I can’t recall that I had one single moment of boredom.
Also, let’s not forget the rather philosophical questions this book has to offer to its readers: Would you be able to kill to survive? Even if that means you’re probably killing innocent people as well? Could you live on knowing you killed an innocent? How do you determine if you can trust someone or not? Is it possible to survive at all without having some trust? And are these invaders really aliens or is this all just One Big Conspiracy by certain humans? I, personally, look forward to reading the sequel to get to the bottom of these questions. ;)
The sequel is expected to be published in August 2014. Oh, and they want to make a movie of it. (less)
"I needed to hate someone and you're the one I love the most, so it fell on you."
1. Sentence:“Every morning I wake up and tell myself this: It’s just...more"I needed to hate someone and you're the one I love the most, so it fell on you."
1. Sentence:“Every morning I wake up and tell myself this: It’s just one day, one twenty-four-hour period to get yourself through.”
Uhm, ... nope.
I read Where She Went together with Rose as part of a Buddy Read. We had different opinions in regards to its prequel, If I Stay, which I, personally, LOVED TO NO END, but Rose disliked very much. Hence, we thought it would be interesting to see how the two of us would experience Where She Went.
So, let's recap. The first book basically was about Mia who got involved in a tragic car accident that killed her family, her being the only survivor. Stuck in a coma, somewhere between life and death, she had do decide if she wanted to stay in this world or not. I cried so much over this book, it was heartbreaking. I couldn't immediately continue with the next book as I needed some time to process what happened.
Now the time had come that I was ready for Where She Went. Needless to say, I had my hopes up high and kind of expected another tear-jerking thing of brilliance.
Oh my, what a huge disappointment this ended up to be.
This time the story is written from Adam's point of view and the story plays three years after the accident. Mia apparently decided *not* to die but stay in this world, however, things never were the same again. Shortly after, her and Adam parted ways, both of them following their own ambitious dreams. Mia as a successful solo cellist, a bright new star risen on the cello music firmament. Adam as a highly sought-after celebrity rock star. Yes, I know right, this could be, like, anyone's story, situations taken straight from real life. Anyway, one night, Adam and Mia meet again and have to deal with the past and also their future.
Adam was not always a likable character to me, quite the opposite to be honest. He had some really disturbing violent tendencies, for instance, he repeatedly imagined beating women and in one situation even punched a wall in his fury and destroyed a window. Erm, yeah, I understand that he's a rock star and everything, and we all know that rock stars like to trash their rooms (why, hello, stereotypes) but that behavior didn't make him particularly likable to me. The fact that he is also one of those guys who feel the need to point out that they "see the intelligence in [a woman's] eyes" (p. 84), like it's One Big Astonishment to them, didn't help much. I never really began to like him, although at some point I, at least, could understand his behavior - a bit. I still don't support all his actions but what Mia did to him really was way below the belt.
Which brings me to my next point: Mia. What on earth is wrong with this girl?! I couldn't understand her behavior in any way, I couldn't sympathize with her in and I couldn't recognize the Mia I got to know in the first book. Yes, it's horrible that she lost her entire family and everyone, most of all Adam, understood that she needed some time alone. Nothing wrong with that. What certainly is wrong, though, is how she treated Adam who she supposedly loved. Dropped him like a hot potato without a care in the world and didn't even have the guts nor the decency to explain her behavior to him in the slightest way, she just vanished without a word. That's asshole-ish behavior at its best and I wouldn't ever forgive her if I was Adam. The fact that you're through a tragic event doesn't give you the right to treat everyone like shit and behave like a total douche canoe. But then again, I'm not Adam and of course he's mad at her but not that mad and gets involved with her far too easy again. All whilst being in a semi-relationship with some celeb girl he never really sees, though, and who he doesn't love anyway. So that does make it OK then, doesn't it?! No, not cool, man.
Their relationship seemed anything but healthy to me. Too much had happened in the past, too much got broken if you ask me. All the way through the book I was hoping that there wouldn't be an happy ending because that would have been so clichéd and completely out of place. I didn't see any basis for a long-term partnership for them, but maybe that's just my way of thinking. I am not going to reveal how the book ended, no worries. All I'm saying is, I would have wished for another ending, a less convenient one maybe.
Overall, I very much missed everything that made me love "If I Stay". I couldn't identify with the characters, I didn't like them, nor their behavior. I didn't like their idea of relationships and how you treat each other and other people. Actually, I wonder what exactly was the point of this book? If I Stay dealt with a lot of emotional turmoil, death, loss, sorrow, the question what makes live worth living and how do you overcome tragic events. You know, big things. Things that matter. Where She Went, however, was just your typical romance drama shiat which you find in every second YA novel out there these days. Something along the lines of "I LOVE YOU BUT I CAN'T BE WITH YOU". Nothing was really special about it and I just can't find the message it was supposed to send to the readers.
"Fight for unhealthy love?" "Never let go?" "Stick to the past?" "Don't care about how shitty you treat others?" "Love rulez!"
Sorry, but that's nothing that I, personally, enjoy. I really expected more of this book and only the fact that the writing was splendid again saves it from an one star rating. (less)
“Listen to me, he said, when your dreams are of some world that never was or some world that never will be, and you’re happy again, then you’ll have g...more“Listen to me, he said, when your dreams are of some world that never was or some world that never will be, and you’re happy again, then you’ll have given up. Do you understand? And you can’t give up, I won’t let you.”
1. Sentence: “When he woke in the woods in the dark and the cold of the night he’d reach out to touch the child sleeping beside him.”
Some time ago I was asked to join a book club and the book they were reading that month was The Road by Cormac McCarthy.
Because it's so controversial and divisive, y'know. Pompous book club is pompous.
I was actually quite glad they had decided for a post-apocalyptic novel and not, like, Goethe's Faust (which, in retrospect, wouldn't have surprised me; oh, these literate people) so I was really excited to read the book. Especially since I have watched the movie ages ago and remembered nothing. Only that it was kinda good and I had liked it. So, motivated me was looking forward to read the book and join one of those rare, top sekret book clubs.
Then it all went wrong.
There were several problems I had with this book (and the book club for that matter, but that's another topic).
First of all, the writing style needed getting used to. Luckily I had read Peter Heller's The Dog Stars some weeks ago, otherwise I would've been majorly annoyed by The Road, I guess. Same as in Heller's book the story is told in a rather detached way, it feels like a report, a documentation, a scene that you, as the reader, are watching from a distance. You're sort of hovering over the two main characters of the story, but you don't have the possibility to really connect to them. It is difficult to get emotionally invested in characters and their well-being when the necessary emotions are not delivered to the reader in any form.
In regards to the layout: I quite liked that it was written in short paragraphs which made it easy to read on. You didn't have to bear endless pages filled with wall of texts until you finally ended a chapter. Dialogues, however, were missing quotation marks, which is something I hate. Also, there was a little too much "okay okay okay CARRY THE FIRE OKAY" going on for my taste. It became rather repetitive after a while, just like the story turned out to be repetitive but more on this later. There were no real conversations, not many profound talks between a father and his son - at least nothing that I would consider profound. They generally kept talking to a minimum - but maybe that's normal when there simply isn't too much to talk about anymore; when the world is ultimately going down, resulting in the extinction of the human race.
But... who are these ageless characters who don't even seem to have names? Was it the author's intention to show that things like these don't matter anymore at the end of days? But how can I care about two people when all I know about them is that they're walking through an apocalyptic landscape? The father and son were called "the man" and "the boy" all throughout the book. I can only guess that the little one must have been around the age of 5 or 6 - or was he older? Not sure. Why should I care, though, if some random people (because that's what they were to me, really) ever reach their target, the coast, or not?
As previously mentioned, the story turned out to be very repetitive. They walk, they search for a place to sleep, they sleep, they wake up, they're hungry, they freeze, they search for food, as by a miracle they always happen to find food somewhere, they walk on, they sleep, the man coughs, they are hungry, they sleep etc. etc. You get the idea. There is a lot of telling and simply too little showing. I don't want to read endless repetitions of someone walking here, then there, picking up this, putting it there - it gets tiring and my mind usually wanders off to more spectacular things. Like, the "Where does that huge pile of laundry suddenly come from?" or "Oh look, there's a loose thread on my cuddly blanket" types of thought.
The tedious flow of the story was only sporadically interrupted by intestines laying around here and there and cannibals trying to eat up what's left of humanity. It really was disgusting sometimes ... - well, no, I READ that it was disgusting, I didn't feel disgusted, though, nor did I feel shocked or scared. At all. Maybe I have watched one too many horror movies in my life, I don't know. That horrible thing that happened around the middle of the book (view spoiler)[when the cannibals roasted a baby (hide spoiler)] shocked a lot of people - I, however, just wondered how, (view spoiler)[from an cannibalistic point of view, that baby could even provide that much … meat. :/ (hide spoiler)] D: D:
It feels disturbing to even think about stuff like that but exactly this was the result of the overall monotony in this book. I didn't feel involved into all the events, but felt unconcerned and unemotional. That's what basically made me think about cannibalism from an... economical viewpoint, I suppose. That, or I'm just a cold, evil, soulless person who doesn't care for babies. Who knows.
The world-building did not always seem consistent to me, the reader is thrown in the present situation, there are no explanations as to what exactly happened that turned the world into a place covered in ashes and, well, guts. Only interrupted by little rays of light (= hope) here and there, like, when they found food or found a reason to laugh, even though there wasn't much to laugh about anymore in this devastated world. Where other authors usually try to come up with a lot of scientific explanations (and mostly fail at them) Cormac McCarthy didn't bother with anything like that but instead concentrated on the status quo. I appreciated that attempt, however, it kept me wondering.
For instance, the timeline. The book takes place during one, long winter. That's what I understood at least from all the freezing going on. It's been years since something happened that inevitably turned the earth into the inhospitable place it is now. The boy still was a baby back then, now he is, let's say, 5. How is it even possible, that after such a long time they still manage to find food? Again and again? Wouldn't it be gone a long time ago when there still were more people living on the planet? How can apple trees still bear fruits when there is no sun anymore and the ground covered is in ashes?? I don't get it and it doesn't seem very logical to me, to be honest.
I think if the book had been written in another way, I would've been able to connect more to the story and both characters. It certainly helped that I had watched the movie before, because whilst reading the book I remembered a lot of scenes and was able to imagine them better. If I had to rely on the writing alone, I would've had problems for sure because of the general "telling instead of showing" problem going on. A few people in the book club pointed out that this was exactly the author's intention, to use this writing style to show how desperate, hopeless the situation was in the book. How empty and miserable people had become, their primal instinct for survival being the only emotion left. I get that and I admit that discussing about the book and trying to see things from a different point of view helped to understand why The Road won so many literary awards. I still stick to the points I made, though. I don't enjoy books I have to philosophize about to be able to feel them. A book should be able to deliver emotions to me without me having to interpret every little sentence.
Hence, this book really was not my taste, I'm sorry. I understand, though, why people like it. It just wasn't for me. Which happens. ;] ["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)
“When she reached the secluded spot, she felt the tension in her body relax and she laughed with her sheer pleasure of being in her favorite place in...more“When she reached the secluded spot, she felt the tension in her body relax and she laughed with her sheer pleasure of being in her favorite place in the world.”
1. Sentence:“Sarah Browning hurried through the halls of C. D. Napier High School, her head down.”
The title is magic. ♥ The cover is magic. ♥ The writing style is magic. ♥ Heck, even the plot involved some magic.
I have never heard of T.L. Haddix before but she totally has a new fangirl here, waiting first in line for any future releases. I cannot wait to read this book's sequel, Butterfly Lane, which, by the way, is yet another beautiful title.
The story is about Owen, a handsome, yet troubled young man who leads a rather secluded life in the woods. He only makes his appearance in the small town every now and then to visit the library or run some errands. Girls swoon over him but he doesn't seem to be too interested in them or relationships at all for that matter. Keeping secrets he cannot, under no circumstances, reveal to anyone else they would turn him into a well-guarded, lonesome man, who is unable to bond with anyone. Until he meets Sarah, that is.
Meet Sarah Browning, a confident young woman and college graduate, who comes back to Hazard, Kentucky to support her family in times of need. She takes a job at the local library, where one fine day she meets Owen. She's sort of interested in the good-looking guy. However, she only ever knew him as an odd loner, living on an extensive plot of land that Sarah never was allowed to trespass when she was younger, but which she secretly did anyway. She has a history of spending time at a beautiful magical pond on said land, whenever she felt sad or needed time to think about things. Now that she's back in her hometown, this becomes a habit again, only this time she gets caught by Owen.
What starts as a bit of an awkward, clumsy encounter soon turns into a romantic love story about two people finding strength in each other.
As the blurb already mentions, this is a romance novel with paranormal elements. Lately, I am so fed up with anything paranormal that, at first, I was hesitant to read this book. Also, I am not exactly someone who enjoys romance, if romance is all the book has to offer. A plain love story, as turbulent as it might be, simply is not enough for me to enjoy a book. Thus, one could assume that the requirements for me liking Firefly Hollow were rather... bad. Wrong! I absolutely loved the romance as well as the paranormal elements, which surely were there but not the omnipresent main subject of the story. Instead, romance and paranormal elements were perfectly blended with each other, using just the right dosage of both. The result was an enthralling, mysterious read and an unputdownable book.
The story takes place in the 1950's/1960's. The novel covers different facets of this historical era, such as shades of upcoming feminism while the general idea of women still was being in the home. Women began becoming independent and discovered their sexuality. Also from a technical point of view the novel adhered to the time frame with people using typewriters for example. There were no such things as emails or cellphones so people had to write letters instead and sometimes wait for days to receive an answer. I found the world-building to be very consistent in that regard and felt like I was thrown back in time.
Not only does the novel deal with romance and blooming feminism, the characters are also facing some really tragic events and have to deal with the loss of loved ones under shocking circumstances. It was terrible what happened to Sarah's sister and I felt for her, even though she was not portrayed as the most lovable character in the history of the world in general. The characters overall seemed real to me, even though some of them stayed rather secondary. That was all right though, because the focus clearly was on the main characters and exploring their personalities in full depth. I could connect to them without a problem and cared about their well-being, laughed, cried and worried with them.
However, I have a bit of a problem with Owen and his questionable behavior. I didn't like how he treated Sarah in the beginning, struggling with his inner turmoil that he likes her but at the same time just can't be with her... because reasons. Very dramatic. Sarah accepted his apologies a bit too quickly in my opinion. Why? Because he's oh-so-good-looking and that makes it okay that he raged at her? Because it was her own fault, after all? I don't think so. Well, what then followed was, of course, a passionate love story including some rather explicit make-out sessions.
While Owen clearly deeply cared for Sarah and claimed to love her, he often enough fell back into his old patterns of douchebaggery. Yes, he had a troubled past which made him insecure and all. I understand that, but how can he *possibly* think that disappearing for weeks, showing no sign of life, would be an acceptable move? And then write that pathetic letter of "apology" to her? A day has 1440 minutes, I think it was completely possible for him to spare five minutes to contact the one he supposedly loves, especially when he knew that Sarah is sitting at home worrying about him.
There were some more things that turned Owen into a really dubious person in my eyes. At one point he was honestly amazed about...
"...her eyes sparkling a deep blue that fairly shone with intelligence" (~78%)
I mean, really? First off, eyes don't sparkle. Second, I have no idea how 'dumb' eyes differ from 'intelligent' eyes - after all they're just eyes and you just can't make assumptions about a person's intelligence by looking at their eyes. Third, is it seriously a surprise to him that a woman might be intellectually bright? I don't even.
Then there was the scene where they eventually were about to have sex (about time too!) and Owen got all aroused and passionate and seriously told her:
"Last chance to stop, but I'm not sure I can let you go,even if you change your mind."(~92%)
No. Just no. You're not a slave to your genitals, man. If a woman says no, you damn well stop no matter what kind of massive erection you have. Period.
All in all this would have been a 5 star read, if it wasn't for Owen's problematic behavior. Nonetheless, it was an enthralling, fascinating story and the magical writing style made me sink into this world quickly. I can't wait to read Butterfly Lane, to see how things evolve for Owen and Sarah and all the other characters, of course. :)
I received a digital copy of "Firefly Hollow" via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.(less)
“The purpose of life is not to do what we want but what needs to be done.”
1. Sentence:“Eragon stared at the dark tower of stone wherein hid the monst...more“The purpose of life is not to do what we want but what needs to be done.”
1. Sentence:“Eragon stared at the dark tower of stone wherein hid the monsters who had murdered his uncle, Garrow.”
What the fart. Seriously. WHAT THE FART.
This series goes downhill rapidly with every book I read. I really liked the first book, I found the world-building to be amazing and original, even though I noticed the similarities to other fantasy novels. I didn't mind, though. The second book was then a big disappointment, completely dull and long-winded. So now, here we are with the third book in the series, Brisngngsrr Brisingr, probably the most boring drivel I have ever read.
If you asked me what exactly happened in Brisingr, I would have serious problems attempting to answer your question. Let's see what the blurb has to say about that.
Eragon, Saphira and the Varden survived a colossal battle against Galbatorix' warriors. No really, it was colossal.
Eragon is reminded of several promises he once made to a bunch of people. Shouldn't of done that, dude.
Eragon travels the kingdom in order to keep those promises. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.
Eragon must continue impersonating hope. Or at least try to do so.
Well, isn't that exciting. No, it is not. What the blurb managed to summarize in, like, nine sentences took Paolini 763 pages of lengthy rambling. Or 24 audio CDs for that matter because I had the pleasure to listen to the audio book while struggling not to fall asleep during it. Which is quite dangerous if you, like me, listen to audio books while driving.
Frankly, Brisingr more felt like a gory blood feast than a fantasy novel. It didn't even take ten minutes into the book and I was already completely grossed out. It didn't get better afterwards.
I cannot even count how many fights I had to listen to; fights that were described disturbingly vivid, in shocking, bloody detail. Slit throats, knives being drilled into heads and a lot of beheading and slashing... gross. Not only was it really sickening but it also became rather repetitive after the 2507th fight. For what kind of audience was this book actually written for, I wonder? Children? I think not. Well, I *hope* not, but who knows. I certainly wouldn't recommend this book to anyone under 18 years. Oh, and neither to anyone over 18 years while we're at it.
I got the impression that the author grew tired of all these boring dwarves, elves and dragons. I mean, after two books about this childish stuff it starts to wear out, doesn't it. So, what would be the obvious solution to make things more thrilling again and add a never known level of gore? That's right, an army of zombies, of course! I'm rather baffled as to what place freaking zombies have in a fantasy novel but ... there they were. Laughing zombies. I laughed at them, too, because it just was that ridiculous. To be honest, at that point all the hope I had left for the Eragon series went down the toilet, with a loud flush.
Listening to the ever ongoing violence almost physically hurt my ears. However, the characters themselves ignored all their injuries surprisingly well. If *my* hand got cut off, I'd certainly not tell everyone that it's NO BIGGIE and hardly a wound at all. I'd really like to know Jaime Lannister's thoughts on this.
Also, who cares about a bloody combat, nay, a colossal battle against a zombie horde, where thousands of fellers died a horrible death. Let's not bother with that nor shed any tears, let's have a wedding instead! And there the wedding preparations began, everyone was happily running around, blissfully ignoring the heaps of corpses all around.
Way to go.
Frodo Eragon has always been one of the dumbest characters I ever encountered but I usually could bear his dumbness by simply ignoring him and concentrating on something more interesting. As nothing interesting at all happened in Brisingr this became a real problem and I had to realize that Eragon still is an idiotic, arrogant, self-important and self-righteous twat-waffle. How can he even begin to think he has the right to simply decide things over people's heads and keep secrets from them just because he, being the bigheaded douche he is, thinks it's for the better? And we're not talking about random strangers here, no, he's doing that to family members, people who trust him and naively believe every word that comes out of his mouth. It just makes me angry.
What makes me angry, too, is the fact that Eragon had to transform into a freaking ELF to be able to save the entire kingdom/world/universe. Obviously, the message being sent here is that being human just isn't good enough!
Other characters were more or less forgotten, until Paolini all of a sudden remembered them and threw them into the story like dusty chess pieces. Orik didn't even appear until the middle of the book and when he did, nothing of the old, grumpy, likeable dwarf was left. He got moved around the political chessboard, then disappeared again when he had served his purpose for the story. Nope, that's certainly *not* how you maintain your characters.
Just like in Eldest, endless chapters were spent on unnecessary, long-winded, tiring ramblings about jewelry, power structures, cooking and eating habits including the concept of being vegetarian (which Eragon clearly never fully understood), plus completely redundant scenes that were explored in full length, but had no actual significance to the plot. For instance, does anyone remember the long-drawn-out conversation between Arya and Eragon in the woods, when she suddenly created some strange grass ship and Eragon was all "oh" and "ah" about it? I wouldn't wonder if you forgot about it because that ship actually served no other purpose than to be there and add some fluff! It was probably supposed to tell the reader THAT THERE'S MAGIC IN THIS WORLD. WHICH WE ALREADY KNOW AFTER TWO BOOKS, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
The goal clearly was to hide a nonexistent plot under a cover of lots of fancy words. At some point I was actually *screaming* in my car because I couldn't bear this superfluous nonsense anymore! I well remember which scene caused my yelling. Roran and Katrina decided to marry, consequently a ceremony was held with Eragon solemnizing the marriage. Such a ceremony naturally includes some kind of speech and vows.
What I expected: A somewhat brief description of Eragon's speech and the couple's vows. Ta-dah! Marriage done.
What I got: A fully written out wedding speech right down to the last detail - three times in a row! Because, of course, Roran had to repeat each and every sentence as his vow, and Katrina had to do the same once more. Instead of using a simple "Roran/Katrina repeated it", it all got copied and pasted again. Way to gain a few pages!
T-I-R-I-N-G, I'm telling you.
Not only was the writing verbose, it as well was downright ridiculous. What's up with all those "silent smiles" going on? Last time I checked smiling didn't make any noise, so why the frack are you pointing it out over and over again. Annoying.
Also, this book and it's similes, I can't even. If you think Shatter Me is filled with lots of stupid similes and metaphors, you should definitely check out the Eragon series. Puts everything into perspective.
"She gave an abrupt, choked laugh, the sound of water falling over cold rocks."
"Eragon realized she was crying, thick tears rolling from the outer corners of her eyes, down her temples,and into her hair. By the stars, her tears appeared like rivers of silvered glass."
"Calm as a mountain lake, Nasuada arranged her robes before answering [...]"
"Silence reigned for a quarter of an hour until Eragon said, 'Urgals.' He let the statement stand for awhile, a verbal monolith of ambivalence."
What. A verbal monolith of ambivalence?????
This book is a prime example of how to not write a book/bore your readers to death. There were no major twists and turns, not even the one I was secretly hoping for... (view spoiler)[(The Varden are actually evil folks while Galbatorix really is the good guy muahahahah) (hide spoiler)]
Well, yeah, a few things got revealed, some of them really sucked for Eragon, I'll give him that.
Anyway, I will finish this series! I kind of see it as a challenge now. One could say I will go down with this ship, drowning in a sea of utter boredom, engulfed by waves of regret and fatigue.
1. Sentence:“I keep the Beast running, I keep the 100 low lead on tap, I for...moreActual Rating: 3.5 stars
“I want to be two people at once. One runs away.”
1. Sentence:“I keep the Beast running, I keep the 100 low lead on tap, I foresee attacks.”
There are a lot of dystopian novels out there. Most of these books do have punchy titles like "END DAYS" or "VIRUS" or "UNDEAD". "The Dog Stars" was a much welcomed change as far as that goes. The German translation was even better: "The end of the stars as Big Hig used to know them." It definitely excited my curiosity; who's Big Hig? And what's up with his stars?
"Did you ever read the Bible? I mean sit down and read it like it was a book? Check out Lamentations. That's where we're at, pretty much. Pretty much lamenting. Pretty much pouring our hearts out like water." (~1%)
Big Hig is one of the last survivors after a deadly flu epidemic which had extinguished mankind almost entirely. He is living together with his dog Jasper and a crazy gun freak called Bruce on an abandoned airport. Together they fight against other rather hostile survivors, who repeatedly make their appearance at the airport and attack them. One day, during one of his recon flights, Hig receives a mysterious radio signal. He begins to wonder if there are possibly many more survivors out there than originally thought. Doubts emerge and throw him right into a full-blown conflict: Should he give up his sparse, yet secure life at the airport and investigate on the radio signal? Or should he better not risk it and perhaps miss the chance to return to a "normal" life somewhere out there?
It was rather difficult for me to find my way into the book. At first the story was rather sluggish and focused on giving the reader an insight into the destroyed world Hig lives in. I must say, from a world-building perspective this was brilliantly accomplished. I can still see the barren steppes around the airport in my mind's eye, the decayed shacks where the infected used to live, or the isolated cottage in the mountains. I rarely experienced a dystopian world to be as consistent as this one and consequently had no problems imagining everything.
What I had a big problem with, however, was the narrative style. It is, well, different. Kind of a mix of first-person psycho-narration and interior monologue. Overall personal but it often felt like a report. Factual but not without emotions. Dialogues were not written in the conventional way, meaning that quotation marks were completely missing. Sometimes I was really confused as to who just said what and had to reread whole paragraphs. It definitely needed getting used to.
Another problem were sudden, unexpected changes in tense. Every now and then it shifted from past tense to present tense and back, within the same scene. I'm really not sure if that was actually intentional? Perhaps to make everything feel more human, more real? Anyway, it confused me and severely interrupted my reading flow.
All in all I spent up to halfway through the book getting adjusted to the story and the narrative. Frankly, there wasn't much else to do anyway as nothing really happened. The story slowly dragged from one page to the next and only around the middle of the book everything eventually caught up speed. From then on I was absolutely glued to the pages. The dramatic events that occurred a) made me silently burst into tears :'( and b) now I definitely wanted to know what was up with this weird radio signal.
In regards to the characters: I quite liked them all. They all had their own little quirks - not necessarily of a positive nature - but they all were likable personalities nevertheless. I could understand their behavior and actions for the most part, even if I personally would have decided differently in some cases. Big Hig's tragic past made me feel for him. Certain things he had done, no, had to do, haunt him every day and often enough he wonders why he's still clinging to life at all. It were some pretty shocking things and I'm not so sure if *I* would have been able to do the same. Then again, I've never been in an apocalypse.
The love story felt a little forced. It's like Adam and Eve all over, but for this story and this plot it wasn't really necessary. Contrary to popular belief there does not always have to be a love story in each and every book out there. This one could've done without the two lovebirds very well .
Sometimes things maybe went a tad too easy for Big Hig from my point of view. He quickly overcame all kind of obstacles rather easily, or let other people solve his problems. Nonetheless, the second half of the book kept being an enthralling read and I generally consider "The Dog Stars" to be a dystopian novels you just *have* to read if you enjoy this genre and if you don't mind a rather unusual narrative style. It definitely stands out from the crowd of dystopian novels. :) (less)
“The sky was full of stars, and the stars reflected on the water like millions of tiny memories, distorted by the ripples and the waves”
1. Sentence:“...more“The sky was full of stars, and the stars reflected on the water like millions of tiny memories, distorted by the ripples and the waves”
1. Sentence:“Not so very far away from here, and yet not so near that one could easily find them, there lie mountains.”
The Flute Player has been a short, but all the more enthralling read. As a reader you’re instantly dragged into this magical, wondrous world which is somewhere far away from our reality, beyond high mountains and the Great Ocean. A dreamlike world where the sun is moving sideways like a halo, defying the laws of physic without a care in the world. It is quite a mysterious place, with a small village called Drommar in its center. The village is usually filled with bustling activity, busy inhabitants and smoking chimneys.
A lot of the villagers’ daily business revolves around the Flute Player. Oliver, the main character and elected Flute Player, plays on the enchanting flute every day to help people escape all their fears and worries for a short period of time. Hence, he plays an important part in the village, if not even the most important one. Depending on what melody he chooses to play influences the villagers’ moods and feelings. Obviously, cheerful melodies are the way to go to make people spend a joyful day, but unfortunately Oliver suffers from a serious lack of inspiration and enthusiasm. He is facing huge difficulties putting anything playable to paper and feels highly uncomfortable with his social status.
“Certainly all the flute players before him had possessed an ability that Oliver himself did not. They knew musical theory; he knew musical theory. They knew inspiration; he knew only emptiness.” (~19%)
The reasons for this are quite simple. He never wanted to be the Flute Player, but unfortunately his power-hungry father had other plans. Furthermore, the only reason he acquired the position as the Flute Player was the tragic death of one of his best friends. Both these factors, taken together, result in the most problematic point: Oliver leads a lonely, isolated life because his father doesn’t want him to get involved in a similar tragic disaster as back then. That includes going outside, talking to people or doing anything other than playing on the flute and composing new songs. One would think that Oliver’s father, while being a little overprotective, must care a lot about his son given that he is so concerned about his well-being. You’re wrong. The only reason he doesn’t want anything happen to him is because he wants to stay a member of the most powerful family in town. Actually, he doesn’t give a flying rat’s fart about what his son’s wishes really are.
One day, though, everything changes. Something happens that is out of the ordinary. Something that will change Oliver’s life forever.
I loved this little, wondrous short story. I usually prefer novels over short stories as I often find them lacking proper world-building and character development. It is difficult to create a little world of its own on just a few pages. Kudos to Shawn, he absolutely managed to create a fascinating world of wonders, frightening beasts and magic while tickling more serious topics en passant. The story hovers around unresolved father-son issues, fairy tale elements and more realistic subjects such as war and severe illness. All the different themes are finely interwoven with each other and wrapped up in a package of pure enchantment. The characters seemed real to me and in terms of development Oliver changed a lot during the read. It was a please to accompany him on his journey to become more self-confident and, well, inspired.
The story captured me right from the beginning. The prologue was one of the best I ever came across and certainly fueled my expectations in regards to the rest of the story. With a good portion of wit and ever new occurring events and revelations it stayed an engrossing read. There were so many literary gems in this book, I’d love to quote them all but then I would prolly end up reciting the entire story. D: Here are my absolute favorites though:
“They forgot their lives for a moment, abandoned all fear, every thought and troubling notion carried away on the back of the breathtaking melody.”
“Protect me from what?” Oliver asked the man ready for answers. Sensible, reasonable answers. What he got instead was a laugh [...] “Why, from the dragon, of course.” (~22%)
“She watched him sleep for hours, and she felt alone, but not lost.” (~58%)
“He lied, but he fooled no one, and everyone has a right to try to fool themselves sometimes.” (~83%)
While only 67 pages long there were so many things to discover in this novella. Length-wise it was neither too short, nor too long. It was a bizarre read, sometimes slightly confusing but overall fantastical. If you’re looking for an enchanting, thought-provoking short story I’d definitely recommend you to read The Flute Player.
1. Sentence: “When we got the letter in the post, my mother was ecstatic.”
Ever since someone mentioned...more“One can never help being born into perfection.”
1. Sentence: “When we got the letter in the post, my mother was ecstatic.”
Ever since someone mentioned that the girl on the cover looks like she smells her own armpit (probably thinking she smells like a dessert), I cannot shake off that thought. However, it still is a gorgeous dress cover and pretty much the only reason I bought this book in a moment of insanity/weakness.
Actually, and quite surprisingly, I didn’t find The Selection to be all that bad. Honestly, I’ve read worse books. Sure, the sole existence of books much worse doesn’t turn The Selection in a piece of literary brilliance. It does have severe flaws and it sure wasn’t a very enthralling read, or an innovative idea. Nevertheless, I didn’t find the book to be as awful as I expected it to be after reading some reviews.
As a lot of readers already pointed out, the concept is fairly similar to The Bachelor. Just without the roses. The Selection pinches the same nerve of voyeurism that makes people watch “Big Brother”, “Jungle Camp”, “Top Model” and whatnot. In no way did I expect to come upon masterly prose in The Selection; after all, the blurb pretty much reveals what it’s all about: a bunch of teenage girls wooing a handsome prince, hoping to become the next Queen. Gossip, sexism and superficiality are bound to occur, aren’t they.
The heroine, America Singer, stroke me as a rather annoying, indecisive character. Her red hair, which seems to be the new black in YA literature these days, was supposed to make her somewhat exotic. Unfortunately her personality was anything but unusual. Totally oblivious towards her own dazzling beauty she roamed the palace, envied and adored by everyone, much to the chagrin of the other girls. I couldn’t quite discover her ‘decency and ‘genuineness’. For someone who claims to not care about castes, she was thinking and referring to castes fairly often. Hypocrite, I say.
Also, nothing was ever good enough for America. Every now and again she was whining about being in that awful, awful palace – or ‘cage’ how she calls it. The next second she liked it there all of a sudden and didn’t want to leave yet. Then again, she blamed everyone and their dog for sending her to that horrible place, basically her mother and Aspen. Apparently, a severe case of temporary amnesia made her forget that she herself decided to go there in the first place. Nobody forced her, nobody threatened her, it was her own choice. So, for god’s sake, ‘merica, stop whining. I could go on and on about how shallow, selfish, conceited and self-centered I found her to be, but I think you got the idea. Here are some typical ‘merica gems:
“They’re just a little nervous because everyone liked you so much,” she said, waving off their behavior. “But the people liked you, too. I saw the signs. Why weren’t the girls being mean to you?” (~32%)
Well, ain’t that nice of you to say. Such a lovely friend you are. I, as well, often tend to blame everyone else and wish the only friend I ever had would experience equal meanness.
“I didn’t understand why it was all so important. So the people seemed to like me, so what? They were outranked in here; their little signs and cheers didn’t matter.”(~32%)
Right, America. Why would it matter to the royal family that their future daughter-in-law is liked by their people. Sounds totally far-fetched to me, too.
“Don’t call me that! I am no more dear to you than the thirty-four other strangers you have here in your cage.” (~35%)
“I didn’t know what my three maids busied themselves with while I was away, but when I was in the room, they played card games.” (~52%)
Uhm, oh, work?! Just a guess.
„Just before Gavril’s microphone reached Maxon’s face, I caught his eye and gave him a wink. That tiny action was enough to make him smile.”(~55%)
“Kriss covered her mouth as she started to cry, then ran from the room, which ended the [birthday] party. To his credit, Maxon went after her, though I really wished he had stayed.” (~86%)
Selfishness is an understated expression for her behavior.
If I had to describe the other characters I’d probably use words like “stereotyped”, “clichéd” and/or “replaceable”. They came, they left, nobody cared, it didn’t matter.
Honestly, I cannot remember any of them (except for Marlee and Celeste) because their only reason to exist obviously was to hate on America. I fully understand that you cannot create highly detailed personalities for thirty-four characters, but a little bit more background here and there and less focusing on appearances and castes would have been nice. Maybe then I would’ve cared more about them, instead of being totally indifferent towards one cardboard cut-out biting the dust after another.
The inevitable love triangle was pretty obvious right from the beginning and yet another chance for America to be completely indecisive. That whole Aspen drama was a typical love-vs-lust confuzzlement to me, did they ever do something else than fumble in those two years of their abyssal love? Prince Maxon on the other hand seemed like a decent and honorable guy. I’m saying ‘seemed’ because I couldn’t quite grasp what he is really up to. Sometimes it seemed like he was following his own secret agenda, leading naïve Lady America astray. I liked that. I also liked how he repeatedly cut her down to size. I seriously hope he turns out to be an evil butthead.
I am not sure why this story takes place in a dystopian setting and not in some, let’s say, Disney fairy tale world. Dystopian elements were sort of nonexistent, except for some mentions about a devastating world war IV and going back to the political structure of a monarchy. Overall, I didn’t have the feeling that there was anything fairly dystopian about it, so the world-building failed in my humble opinion. Sure, there was the caste system, but there’s nothing dystopian about castes, they still exist in some parts of the world nowadays. Also, real poverty looks different to me. America’s family didn’t seem all that poor to me, even though she repeatedly got all depressed over the fact that they sometimes didn’t have that much food to eat. Aw. You can’t be that poor if you enjoy rare food regularly, if you have a bunch of different musical instruments to play, or if you’re able to hire a Six as a housecleaner because you’re too lazy to do it yourself. As a matter of fact, *I* don’t have the money to hire a housecleaner, so obviously life as a Five can’t be too bad, right?
The plot was as nonexistent as the dystopian elements. 30% in the book and not much had happened yet, besides America being shipped off to Kings Landing the palace and showing off her equally nonexistent social skills. What then followed was an ever-repeating chain of events involving waking up, getting dressed up, food, catfights, conversations with the prince, more food, complaining, and going back to sleep. Yes, that sums it up. You know, most books have that thing called a climax. The climax never happened in The Selection. Unless, of course, you think that the events in the middle of the book (view spoiler)[where the rebels were violently digging in the royal garden (hide spoiler)] were a total catastrophe. Which they were not.
So, why on earth am I rating this book 2.5 stars considering all these flaws?
Well, I suppose it always comes down to what you expect from a book. In this case, I expected nothing. Besides the general absence of an arc of suspense, the book had a few good moments. If anything, it was a fast read, the pages flew by, and the writing was not all that bad, albeit obviously focusing on younger readers. Some scenes even made me laugh. A little. Nevertheless, it was entertaining in a way, entertaining enough to make me want to read The Elite (*rolls eyes at that title*). I’m going to give this book the benefit of the doubt and just assume that this only was the prelude to hopefully more action and suspense in the sequel. Hope dies last. ["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)
“Even in the future the story begins with ‘once upon a time’.”
1. Sentence:“The screw through Cinder’s ankle had rusted, the engraved cross marks worn...more“Even in the future the story begins with ‘once upon a time’.”
1. Sentence:“The screw through Cinder’s ankle had rusted, the engraved cross marks worn to a mangled circle.”
This book was amazeballs!
I love fairy tales. Cinderella always was one of my favorite ones, therefore I was really looking forward to reading Cinder. I was wondering how this particular story could possibly be transformed into some kind of cyberpunk love-story including robots, androids and cyborgs.
I was by no means disappointed. Marissa Meyer did a splendid job creating something new and exceptional from the old Cinderella fairy tale. While generally sticking to the fairy tale's theme, she modified the story enough to not bore her readers to death because, well, everyone knows Cinderella, right? Instead, she came up with new ideas, likable characters and an interesting plot line.
I am not exactly someone who is familiar with the Asian culture and stuff, I guess it just doesn't interest me very much. Therefore I was both hesitant and curious when I read that this particular book is playing in future New Beijing, sometime after World War IV. Marissa Meyer somehow managed, though, to make me sink into the Asian-inspired world she created.
It is a very futuristic setting that Meyer built up here. Lunar colonies are living on the moon, repeatedly threatening Earth with an interstellar war should Earth not meet their requirements: Lunar Queen Levana demands to marry the earthly king in order to seize power over mankind. They're rather malicious beings, these Lunars, with certain abilities to brainwash people and make them follow like mindless sheep. Down on earth, however, people are busy surviving a deadly plague, the Blue Fever, that already killed thousands; an antidote has yet to be found.
In the middle of all of this is Cinder, a down-to-earth mechanic and cyborg with a cloudy past. She is living with her (evil) stepmother and two step-sisters, Pearl and Peony, of which Peony is her best friend. Cyborgs aren't at all being held in high esteem, if any, they're good enough to act as guinea pigs for the newest antidote tests - all of which failed so far and killed the cyborgs in the process. Cinder hates being treated as a second-class citizen by both her adoptive family and everyone else, and plans her escape together with the family's droid, Iko, and Peony. One fine day Prince Charming Kai stops by and asks her to fix his beloved android, Nansi. Naturally, because this still is a fairy tale, they fall in love with each other but Cinder keeps her being a cyborg secret. Obviously, the prince would hate her (for certain other reasons too, which I cannot give away without spoiling) and she thinks she does not have a snowball's chance in hell with him anyway. When Peony catches the deadly plague, Cinder soon is blamed for it and her stepmother finally finds a good reason to get rid of her and sends her off to the Blue Fever research team, which pretty much equals a death sentence. Only that Cinder does not die but very much survives the tests which makes her the second most important thing after oxygen.
From my point of view, the world-building couldn't have been better. I could almost smell the dirt in the streets of New Beijing, the oil in Cinder's booth at the market place and I had no problem imagining any of the different locations. Why Meyer decided to choose the Asian scenery for her novel, however, I do not know. While there were few references to it here and there, like places or character's names such as "Linh" as a family name, this could have taken place in any other place of the world as well. There was nothing specifically Asian about it.
The characters were ridiculously likable I honestly loved all of them. Even the androids showed personality, though that personality was stored on a chip and could be reset any time. That is a bit scary, but reminded me that we're not in a fancy fairy tale here but in a dystopian situation, with megalomaniacs all around.
Cinder was a strong, laid back heroine, whom I had no problems to connect with at all. I loved her wit and her sarcasm, her stubbornness and independence. She simply seemed real to me, even if 36.28% of her body was pretty much not real but artificial or something. You can tell the author put a lot of thought into forming these cyborgs, thoughts about how they would differ from normal human beings in the way they act and felt. I read about internal network systems, control panels buried somewhere in the cyborg's bodies or how Cinder always scanned everything with her eyes. How cyber! Nonetheless, Cinder seemed utterly human to me, despite her artificial shares and I felt sorry for her when she was treated so unfairly and nasty.
The love-story was very Cinderella-ish, but I liked how Kai and Cinder slowly grew closer and not immediately fell head over heels in love with each other. It felt like a breath of fresh air in the dusty field of Young Adult romance these days. It's not only love, but also a deep friendship they share.
So yes, the stories of Cinderella and Cinder overlap in some areas,
- We have the cruel stepmother, - We have the two step-sisters, - We have Prince Charming, - We have a ball, - We have the shoe cyborg foot,
to the point where Cinder can be shelved as a re-telling, but Cinder can very much stand on its own feet as well. It was different and unique enough to be its own fantastic fairy tale. I cannot wait to read on; as far as I heard the sequels will be centered around Rapunzel, Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White. Damn, I love this concept! (less)