Literary Beauty
"I’m always amazed at friends who say they try to read at night in bed but always end up falling asleep. I have the opposite problem. If a book is good I can’t go to sleep, and stay up way past my bedtime, hooked on the writing. Is anything better than waking up after a late-night read and diving right back into the plot before you even get out of bed to brush your teeth?" -John Walters
I LOVE reading. Although, I didn't actually start readingreading until July of 2012 when I got my Nook, the love of my life.
Abbreviations I use in my reviews:
WTS (Wrist Twitch Syndrome) - The compulsory jerking of the wrist in an effort to pitch the nook away from the body to reduce mental anguish and self inflicted bodily harm.
ERS (Eye Roll Syndrome)- The act of rolling one’s eyes multiple times in a matter of mere minutes.
The severity of this syndrome tend to vary from benign eye rolls every now and then, depending on the situation and protagonist, to intense eye rolls, of which, cause the body to seize up for minutes at a time.
**Both symptoms tend to manifest as a result of naive, stupid, clueless, lovesick, rose-glasses wearing puddle-depth fucktard protagonists or an ag-on-izing storyline.
Wait. What?Would someone care to elaborate on what the last sentence meant because I'm at a loss...
But what can I say, I love Mags and I love the way she writes. She has this uncanny ability to create characters that I just can't hate, I may dislike them at some point during the read but their personalities contribute to the entirety of the story. Without either one of them, the story as a whole wouldn’t have the same affect. She can also write a story that captures and maintains my interest from start to finish and a gift that allows her to type words that paint an effortless picture in the readers mind.
This one wasn’t any different, however, when I first began reading it my lips pursed because the writing was just, heavy. There really isn’t any other way to say it. It was like buying your favorite cupcake from one of those fancy schmanzy bake shops and instead of getting a fluffy light cupcake with a nice light not too sweet frosting , you discover after the first bite that the cake is so dense and heavy it feels like a brick in your stomach, and the frosting is so sweet that it needs to be chased with water for fear of developing diabetes in that very same second.
There was touch information and not enough information. It was hugely ambiguous for the first 3/4 of the book which proved difficult to really just jump into, I found it taxing on my imagination try to concurrently figure out the mystery while trying very hard not to think about all of the gaping holes each chapter was creating that I just want straight forward answers to. But I was already becoming smitten with Blue and her family of psychics (I'm sure the reason why there are zero men present will hopefully become known in the next installment) and Gansey, Ronan, Adam and sigh, Noah, so I keep going as my curiosity got the better of me and it wasn’t necessarily painful…as I don’t believe Mags is capable of writing a painful read.
This is a very interesting storyline that I plan to follow.