I found Shatter Me creative. I found it weird. The prose was lovely. The prose drove me insane. The style is quirky. How does one read a book if SO many words are struck-through! There are 3 5 6 pages. Why the devil does she count everything? Someone told me that the heroine is a badass. I feel cheated. Someone told me that the book is for X-Men fans. I feel cheated again. Someone told me that the romance is memorable. I am not going to trust another soul again.
I will not test your patience anymore by aping the style that Tahereh Mafi employed in Shatter Me. 🙂
I had a rough start with the book. It took me a while for me to get used to the strange style, and Juliette’s voice. I don’t blog about books that don’t get along with me. If I do, I take my furry friends’s help to express my opinion.
Juliette is ‘gifted’; her touch is lethal. But, she doesn’t reckon she is gifted because her touch killed a three-year-old boy. After having been abandoned by her parents, she is subjected to solitary confinement in an asylum that’s run by The Reestablishment, the group that is swindling the dystopian world. She is loved by two men — Warner, and Adam. While Warner plays a pivotal role in The Reestablishment, and wants to use Juliette as a weapon to strengthen their power, Adam is his soldier.
The damsel in distress falls in love with Adam, as he rescues her from Warner’s clutches. Later, Juliette, and Adam reveal that they were classmates in school, and that they have always been in love with each other. But, the book opens as though they were perfect strangers. That is a red herring all right.
Do you want to know more? Okay. I think I heard a yes. 🙂
Adam is immune to Juliette’s power. How is that for a twist? So, that makes the romance easier for them. Finally, they dodge Warner, and meet a cool dude called Castle, who is reconstructing the world, and who is also gifted like Juliette. If he didn’t walk, and if he were bald, then we could have called him Professor Charles Xavier. Get it? But, Castle is Charles Xavier minus the awesomeness of Charles Xavier. While reading those pages, I was like…
So, looks like I chose the right book for Weirdathon. I was prepared to endure Juliette’s rambling because I read quite a few blogs about the book. But, her thoughts were weirder than I anticipated. And, I am not going to read the sequel.
My eyes break open. Two shattered windows filling my mouth with glass.
Warner thinks Adam is a cardboard cutout of vanilla regurgitations.
In Shatter Me’s defence, I did like some of the passages. Sorry. 🙂 I really liked these ones.
So, I seemed to have had a great start for Weirdathon. My next book is A Girl is a Half-Formed Thing. I am bracing myself. 🙂
But, before I stop ranting about Shatter Me, I want to know why the publisher wasted my page. I demand an explanation. 😉
That’s how my weekend was shattered.
So, my current mood is: