Meh.

This whole series, man.

I like Kenji. I actually do. His voice sticks around in my head and I find myself thinking like him, even though I'm not an older teenage boy. He doesn't have inspiring thoughts or magnificent prose. He just... is exactly what he is.

That said, this novella felt like one big expression of Kenji's sex drive instead of true plot. But then again, that's how most of the series is. It's just characters trying to shag each other, trying not to shag each other, and thinking about shagging each other - all while the world is apparently in a major revolution and people have superhuman abilities.

I honestly don't know why I keep reading this series.

It might be the most childish thing I've read in years, and I make a living of reading and teaching children's literature, so that's saying something. The hormones may make this book seem mature, but the plot is anything other than that.

There's just no way that the children of world leaders would act this way, or that the world leaders themselves would even allow situations such as these to happen. I keep hoping for the plot wholes to patch themselves up, but instead they become ever-widening sink holes and each book plunges them deeper and deeper.

I loved the first 20% or so of Shatter Me. The premise is GOOD. The writing is BAD.