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Boomerang is a distinctly familiar book. It’s like fanfiction and manga made a baby. It’s got that same kind of delicious story setup, constantly sprinkling of sexual tension as if it were a serial trying to keep the crowd coming back, and then a sweet, bubblegum ending that pops satisfyingly from a bubble of delight.
Mia and Ethan meet up for a one night stand only to realise the next day that they’re both competing as interns for the same position at the same company, Boomerang, a dating site. Shenanigans ensue, romantic tension is had and they both really want to bang despite a no-banging rule between company employees.
Boomerang is a little like ice cream. Perfect for what it is. Like ice cream it’s delicious, sweet and will give you brain freeze if you have too much of it. It’s a beach read. A summer read. Neither taxing on ze little grey cells nor emotionally challenging.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is it. We are officially in the final countdown to the release of Isla and the Happily Ever After by Stephanie Perkins and I, for one, could not be more excited. These books are the cutest of the cute and I cannot wait to see what’s in store for Isla.
‘But wait,’ you may be saying, ‘I haven’t read these Anna/Lola books. They sound quite delightful but I have yet to read them.’ Never fear dear reader! Andi from Andi’s ABCs, Jamie from The Perpetual Page Turner , Judith from Paper Riot, Lindsey from A Bookish Sinister Kid and I have put together a readalong (or rereadalong for those of you who have read them and want to brush up so you can be at maximum preparedness levels for Isla) in anticipation of this glorious release.
(I’ve heard a rumor that Anna and the French Kiss is $6 for kindle right now)
‘A readalong,’ you may also be saying, ‘well that sounds like a jolly good time!’ (I don’t know why you would say it like that but work with me here) ‘What does this readalong entail?’ Excellent question!
Reasons to read:
1. An unlikable main character
Hear me out. Liz is cruel, broken, and just plain toxic to those around her. The beauty about this book is that we get to experience her development. The different stages of her life–from childhood to the day she decides to end her life–are presented beautifully. While you might hate her decision, you also grow to understand them. Isn’t that awesome? Zhang created a very interesting and complex character and I love her for it.
2. The feels
As you can probably tell by the summary, this novel is an emotional sucker-punch to the heart. There’s something about it that makes it feel very personal. Reading about someone who is spiraling out of control is never easy. I didn’t get emotional but I did feel like I had a sock down my throat. I wanted to change the outcome somehow but all I could do was read and enjoy the ride.
I went into We Were Liars one cocky son of a biscuit eater, feeling above it all right from page one. I’d seen this book talked about so heavily by other bloggers and how some never saw the twist coming or how others totally saw that twist coming. All the while, I was sitting on the sidelines with my shades on, posted up with my arms folded, saying, “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hot potato.” That’s not to say I didn’t want to read this book, because I did. I even had an ARC sitting on my shelf for the longest time, but due to a lot of the hype, I kept putting it off. Plus, I’m one of those people who usually can easily figure out a plot twist and I didn’t want to dive into something where a lot of people already mentioned figuring it out.
A conversation with myself in which I try to figure out what the hell to rate this book.
M1: I honestly don’t know. Jodi Lynn Anderson did her patented thing where she uses her words to crack your heart like a lobster shell and then play with your insides and it was beautiful and poetic and atmospheric it’s just that nothing happened.
M2: Bullshit. Things happened, it’s just that they were small, life things for the most part. And, you know, the whole serial killer on the loose thing.
M1: I object to you bringing up the serial killer, that makes it sound like that was more of a thing than it was.
M2: Fair enough. But the serial killer isn’t the point of the book. The point is Maggie and the story of Maggie, Pauline and Liam’s friendship
M2: What are you sighing about? You loved them.
“I have a subconscious list of rules for how reality should work. I did not develop these rules on purpose, and most of them don’t make sense – which is disturbing when you consider that they are an attempt to govern the behavior of reality – but they exist, and they play a large role in determining how I react to the things that happen to me. Large enough that a majority of the feelings I feel are simply a reaction to reality not complying with my arbitrary set of rules.”
Humor is an extraordinarily personal thing, so I do not find it particularly surprising that Allie Brosh’s combination comic and memoir was not quite as funny to me as it apparently has been for other readers.
That being said, Hyperbole and a Half is undoubtedly worth experiencing. An already short length combined with a heavy reliance on simple illustrations makes for a very quick and undemanding read, and Brosh utilizes every page to its maximum potential, telling an eclectic batch of stories that are frequently heavy in subject matter despite their lighthearted presentation.
Breakable by Tammara Webber follows the same storyline, essentially, as the previous novel, Easy. Only it’s like Easy’s opposite in every way. Easy was about Jackie, Breakable is about Lucas. Easy was awesome, Breakable is a messfest of creepernatural behaviour. Instead, Webber should write a novel on how to ruin a romance in three easy steps. Step one being obsessive stalking. Step two is a monotonous origins story for Lucas that holds as much interest as an inflatable kiddie pool. Fun for five minutes before quickly becoming a waste of space and resources.
I know I sound harsh. Okay, that I am just plain harsh, but I don’t feel it’s without recourse. After all, I have essentially had one of my favourite new adult novels cruelly snatched from my warm, safe memory of loveliness. This, new, creeper twist to the tale is a mess. And rather like ostentatious flatulence, it pervades everything with its stench.
Hey guys, today I have Paula Stokes here answering some of my random questions, giving some stuff away and generally spilling all of her secrets (not really, I tried to get them out of her but she’s cagey).
Two things you should know about Paula:
1. She’s absolutely lovely and smart and generally all around cool (anyone who casually describes something as murdery is good people in my book) (please reword that in your brains to make it sound less scary).
2. Her latest book, The Art of Lainey came out recently and it is adorable as all hell. It features best friends, a delightfully contradictory book boyfriend, killer breakfast food, a fabulous music scene and an ancient Chinese war doctrine. (Fun game, which one of these things doesn’t fit? Trick question, Paula makes them all work, though you have to imagine a little on the music, I guess).
And so, without further ado, come along gentle reader as Paula talks to us about empowered characters, writing, sex and breakfast (I told you it was random.
Summer is upon us and Catch a Falling Star is the perfect beach read. Our main character, Carter Moon, lives in a small town called Little (get it?), California. Her life is ordinary and nothing interesting ever happens around Little. That is, until bad boy movie star Adam Jakes arrives with his crew to shoot a movie. Then, because this is a book, Carter is enlisted to pretend to be Adam’s girlfriend as part of a publicity stunt. Totally realistic, right?
Even though Catch a Falling Star sounds like a romance novel without any substance, it isn’t completely loaded with meaningless instalove and unrealistic events. Carter’s older brother is an important character and his struggles keep the story from being too cheesy. He’s a compulsive gambler and every decision his family makes revolves around his addiction. I think this raised the novel to another level and contributed to Carter’s character development.
A fairly brief review this week, dear readers, as I do my best to reintegrate myself into a routine of regular reading and posting. I hope to return to my former position of writing more consistently and in more depth in time, I assure you.
Room is a difficult book to discuss, because it is one that is best read in ignorance. The more one knows of the story and its characters, the less powerful the experience becomes. The above summary may tell too much already, as even broader generalities have the potential to dim Emma Donoghue’s work. It is a piece so different in its narrative decisions and presentation that prior knowledge of any sort has the unfortunate consequence of spoiling the emotional strength that comes as an essential component to its power, and so I urge anyone interested to avoid details as much as is possible.
Told from the perspective of a young boy who has grown up in the most troubling of circumstances, Room‘s language is a tad challenging to work through initially, because the protagonist’s worldview is one markedly different from the common reader’s.