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You know my favourite part of The Breakfast Club, the movie this book takes obvious inspiration from? The final line: "We discovered each of us is a brain, and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal." I think that's a timeless line, because it applies to everybody. No one is one... Continue Reading →
Will Marissa Meyer ever write a bad book? Ever? Her first contemporary book (well, sorta) takes place at Fortuna Beach, California, a coastal town where it's summer all year and you can always enjoy the ocean waves, unless you have a phobia of sharks like Prudence Barnett or nearly drowned as a child like a... Continue Reading →
When you read a title like this, it paints a reality right in your face; that America may be good, even great (ahem) for some, but for others, the country that's done so much for you is the worst nightmare of others, and your amazing country has a stench behind the gloss. I'm Canadian, and... Continue Reading →
This was a supremely unconventional read for me. Most books I read display hints throughout of what the expected goal of the book is; what the characters are trying to find, if there's someone they're trying to take down, or if there's somewhere they're destined to go. But instead, Quiet Screams to the Quiet Healer... Continue Reading →
Ever since I devoured An Ember in the Ashes over three years ago, this series has had me addicted like heroin. I've now read the previous three books all twice. And as the big conclusion, I waited for this book for literally years. Laia of Serra has at this point been through more trauma than... Continue Reading →
The young adult industry seems to be on a roll with properly diversifying its subjects and authors, and I cannot be more proud of the business for that. Books that bring up important but invisible-to-some subjects can make the world a better place. Roger Ebert said movies were an empathy machine, allowing you to fully... Continue Reading →
This book convinced me I should one day return to this duology, and see the first one anew, which I gave a rather unfavourable review of. I said it was a jump-scare book that wasn't set up to truly scare, and by the time it actually got to the good stuff, I was more relieved... Continue Reading →
When it comes to steampunk, I'm not educated in machinery and screw types. But that's no reason to avoid every kind of entertainment involving some hands-on lifting and crafting. If I did that, I never would've tried out Marissa Meyer's Cinder, which was the starting point into one of my favourite writers. Lifelikes, and they're... Continue Reading →
Maybe books weren’t made to replicate the screenplays for horror movies. I now know Laurie Faria Stolarz has written a ton of other horror stories, but I guess this one is proof that it’s harder than you think to make a jump-scare book. The book grabbed my interest though when I read it a while... Continue Reading →
I now look towards Sabaa Tahir’s series if I need inspiring on how to make the characters in my books frightened and truly “scarred”. A Reaper at the Gates is the third installment in the Ember in the Ashes series. And at the end of the last book, Laia of Serra was finally able to... Continue Reading →
