Upon 2017 reread: original review stands. But this book was a strange mishmash for me, and while I'd love to read more of Liv's voice, I don't think I can really justify throwing myself back into this psychedelic funhouse for another 300 pages. I don't want to read anything else about London. I haven't read Gier's Ruby Red series, and I'm not sure I'll bother, because I just really don't care for stories about London. ( What the fuck was that all about.) I'm not getting my point across very well, probably because it was something I couldn't put my finger on - maybe the atmosphere, or something like that.

Sometimes I think about the people I met in that classroom, people I knew for a maximum of 20 hours and will never see again, and I pine.īut it's more about the way that none of the characters get freaked out by this whole dreamscape thing, and nobody thinks it's weird, and then there's the strange ball, and I know I'm not explaining this very well, but it was all so surreal. When I was querying my manuscript, I had an agent tell me that it was weird that the protagonist makes such fast friends when she moves to a new city, but I swear to god, meet the right people in the right setting and you really can experience the gush of instalove. It's not really about Liv instantly becoming friends with these Londoner Raven Boys, which is unlikely but not impossible - I did a two-day intensive TEFL course in Glasgow a few weeks ago, and after about an hour in a class of 15 students, we were all soul mates. In a way that made me wonder if my copy was missing pages. The problem is that this book just didn't make sense it was like an acid trip, and not in a good way. It's also been brilliantly translated from its original German, which helps. I related to it, which is saying quite a lot. I usually hate this 'woe is me, I have too much money and too many opportunities' narrative trend in a lot of YA, but Gier strikes a nice balance between Liv's hermitic loneliness and her easygoing nature. This book was a pretty quick, easy read, and the best thing about it is the narrative voice I loved Liv's character, loved her narration, loved her careful balance between dry and joyful. I thought this book might pull me from my funk, but it was a bust. Now I'm three books behind and bricking it.

Until about May, I was never less than 3 books ahead. I've been in a massive reading slump lately, and I've been seriously flagging with my reading challenge, which is disappointing, since I was smashing it for the first half of the year.

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