Note From a Spinning Planet: Ireland.
I just finished Melody Carlson’s book, and to be very honest, it was not my cup of tea. It was not my biscuit of choice. It was not anything but a mistake. It felt like my brain cells died at every sentence, word, and letter in that book. And I’m not even really exaggerating this. I honest to God have never disliked a book so intensely in my life.
Now, I know that I’m sounding overly cruel about this whole thing, and I’m sorry for that. I’m not coming in here trying to kill the authors drive (I say: keep writing, Carlson! Work to become better!) but brace yourself for all the thoughts I can barely say with any semblance of order.
So the main character, Maddy. Oh boy. Now, the development of this character was good. From the beginning to the end Maddy was constantly growing, and that impressed me—but the character herself… well, she wasn’t exactly leading character material. Our MC wasn’t a very strong character. I get having her have flaws and waver is an important step to making her more relatable, but she should have something going for her, no? Basically, Maddy wasn’t at all captivating. She was a very stereo-typed Christian farm girl and that is what made this the most agonizing of all! Now, I’m also a Christian, so I’m not hating on her religion; but the precise horrible way she presents it is terrible. I’m sorry Maddy, that you felt so uncomfortable having people drink a beer or two around you, but are you actually going to tell them to stop for your sake? If you don’t like it, leave! They’re of legal age in Ireland (a concept you don’t seem to understand!) so just leave them be for goodness sakes!
(Guys, I have to stop talking about her or I just won’t stop.)
The side characters were far more likeable than the MC! That’s just a big no-no. And even though they were so much more enjoyable than Maddy, they were still pretty weak characters. I just can’t even talking about the people in the book. I mean… the biggest plot point being the fact that Ian is a good guy and her Aunt makes out with him makes me want to die a little.
The writing in the book felt very… lax. Now I get that developing writing style is important, but Carlson has published a shit-ton of material. I expect more from an author who has managed to publish so many books. Her writing just wasn’t very good in the book. In the end I didn’t like any of her characters, much less have any emotional ties to any of them.
I would be lying if I said this book had no potential to go anywhere. In fact, this book has a lot of potential! If was completely torn apart and basically written again using almost no material from its current copy, I may even give it another shot. The bare-bone idea of the book was good, the execution… it felt like an untrained butcher tried doing his job with dull knives. (if you’re not picking up on the vibe from that last sentence: it was not executed well at all.)
So the characters? Not a fan of. The writing? Not a fan of. If I could withdraw this book from every library in existence, oh… I would. I hope that others can have a more pleasurable experience with this book. God knows I didn’t.
What I liked: finally finishing this book after two long agonizing hours.
What I disliked: the two long agonizing hours I wasted reading this book.