Feed by M. T. Anderson is dreadful. The language made me want to stab myself.
August 22nd, 2011 at 11:20am
THIS.
- cardiotoxicity:
- Lucky by Alice Sebold.
I think it's boring, which is quite a horrible thing to say considering this really happened to her. But I just felt that she was pushing her whole rape sob-story a bit far with The Lovely Bones and Lucky (The Lovely Bones which I read first), and I couldn't bring myself to even get halfway through Lucky.
I also tried reading The Almost Moon but gave up. Her writing is just so depressing.
I liked the concept of the book, but it just dragged out and Kathy (I think that was her name) just seemed so emotionless. It was written like any other dramatic love story, except Kathy never seemed to like Tommy at all. I personally thought the film was even worse.
- nebulas:
- Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro.
A lot of people liked it, but there was something about it that just didn't get me, it couldn't get me. I felt that until the book hit its peak in Part Three, it was just a very tedious read. I still wanted to know what was going to happen as the book slowly progressed, but I just didn't feel this book at all. To be completely honest, I enjoyed the movie a lot more than the book.
I couldn't get through Lucky either. It was incredibly dull - I admire her strength in writing such a personal biographical piece but the way it was written couldn't hold my attention for more than a page or two.
- Teenage Dirtbag.:
- THIS.
I really couldn't stand Lucky or The Almost Moon (although like you said, I feel terrible because the events in Lucky actually happened to her).
Come to think of it, I didn't like The Lovely Bones either.