Thursday, July 28, 2011
By Mandy Hubbard
Source I actually bought the damn thing!!!
First sentence The first boy I ever loved, Steven Goode, was really into cars.
Um, I'm concluding this was about a bipolar siren who falls in love with a nineties wannabe guy named Cole.
Oh. My. Gosh! I want those precious hours of my life back! Before I even begin to really rant I want to start by saying: I bought this book, I pre-ordered it, spent a hefty five dollars to have it delivered on the day it was released, didn't just let it sit on my shelf but actually dove right in as soon as I finished the last book I was reading, and this badly paced, ill-edited, book was what I got?! Now before I go on you should know I'm really not THAT picky about bad editing jobs. Most of the time I just don't notice or care. If the story is good who cares if there are a few mistakes. I mean, I don't completely understand how they weren't caught before the final publication, but, whatever. But when bad editing litters a story that is this unbelievable, I tend to get a little mad! The whole story was one big eye roll followed by anger, lots and lots of anger! I truly felt like Lexi, the main character was bipolar. At the beginning she's "the ice queen", then suddenly, she makes up with her friends, is all bubbly and happy again, falls for, not one, but TWO guys, in a matter of weeks, and then loses her friends again. All within 260 pages?! I don't freaking think so! I wanted to like this one sooooo bad! I have been waiting for it for over a year! What a horribly sad let-down. :'( If it had just been drawn out a little longer so that everything wasn't so ridiculously rushed it might have been more believable. If the characters had been more carefully thought out, relationships grown at a better pace, this would have been a much better book. Seriously, I can't even go on. I wanted to at least try to make you laugh at the ridiculousness of it all but I can't even be bothered.
I won't single them out. I'll just tell you there was a lot of description about what they wore and it sounded a great deal like this book was written in the nineties. I don't claim to be stylish AT ALL, but what was with the clothes these TEENAGERS wore? Cashmere? Pearls? Ruffled skirts? One-sleeved dresses? Just sayin'.
Would I recommend it?
No, oh good heavens, no!