WAS THAT ELI???? AT THE END????

I cried through the last 25 pages, partially because I was already emotional about something, but mostly because this book is fairly tragic at the end.

I won't write a review because this was for school, but I enjoyed it quite a bit, although the pacing was...strange.

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Okay, so that snuck up on me. Review to come, I suppose, but expect it to be short (considering I read this for school).

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Sylvia Plath is my new favorite poet. Though, I didn't really have a favorite before.

If you read any of her poems, any at all, try "Daddy" and then try to tell me you won't read any more.

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So I started out absolutely adoring Strange the Dreamer. The beginning was the most interesting part, but after that, everything deteriorates. The first one hundred (maybe) pages take place in the library and the city surrounding it. Lazlo has a boring life, but he's an interesting person. If the entire book took place here, I'd be fascinated, mostly because I loved the character dynamics, the mystery, and Lazlo himself. However, we're taken quickly out of there by a rather contrived scenario that realistically never would have affected Lazlo, a very normal human being. 

The first fault then is that Lazlo never should have been affected here and therefore never should have gone to Weep. In any real life world, the very normal human being wouldn't be picked up by the special people just because he intrigued them. The other Not Normal thing Lazlo has going for him...only one other person knows about.

Anyway, then we're thrown into about fifty pages of walking. Walking. The most boring activity humans do aside from breathing. And when Lazlo finally sees Weep, I expected a huge paragraph of awe, but Lazlo acts as though he's seen a floor lamp (read: he doesn't react at all).

And then! Suddenly the characters switch at the part. Part switching feels useless to me, especially if it breaks up the natural rhythm of the story and this definitely broke it up. While I love Sarai, it took far too long for her story to connect to Lazlo's. For awhile, I felt like the book was in limbo and the plot felt disjointed. Don't get me wrong, I did enjoy plenty of this book, but there were so many faults. It wasn't a two or one star read because I fell so deep in love with the characters and the writing (even if it was total insta-love) that it warranted a three. One thing I suppose I've forgotten to mention is that Laini Taylor is one of the most beautiful writers I've ever read. I would read everything she writes, honestly, if plot and pacing weren't her biggest flaws. 

This book has worked for so many people, but plot- and pacing-wise it just didn't work for me. 

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Not perfect, but just what I needed honestly!

Review to come (wow I keep saying this; I swear I'll write some this weekend)

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There is a reason this is a best seller. Everyone who ever wants to write, who has words they want to say, and knows nothing else than bleeding on the page, should read this book.

Thank you to my AP English Literature teacher for thinking of me when he read it.

Now to go work on revising my book because it's been too long.

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Is it cliché of me to love this book? Yes. But did I expect to love this book? Hard no.

Greetings, friends. This is your public service announcement that if you are calling the monster "Frankenstein," you are disowned, unless you're spilling the tea that Victor Frankenstein is the real monster, in which you're doing the lord's work.

Okay, so I loved Frankenstein. I love Mary Shelley. I want to tattoo this entire book on my body (maybe I don't want to do that, but still, I have to get the message across!) and I want to remember it forever (which I do want to do).

This isn't just a book about the threat of technology. Your high school teachers have lied to you. This is a book about what it means to be human and it's so much deeper than the biological meaning. Sometimes I put my book down to say "wow, she did that" and sometimes I put it down because man, was Victor annoying, and sometimes I put it down because I love the monster, I really do, but he did that. I mean, yes, it is about the threat of technology, about how one man took everything way too much, about how Victor is the embodiment of the Enlightenment era, and it's so clearly anti-Enlightenment. 

The best thing about it is that there's no singular protagonist and no singular antagonist. The system is the antagonist. The world is the antagonist. The villagers are the antagonist. Victor is a contributor to that, but he's also the pinnacle of want and need and those are such human traits that I can't help but feel a teenie bit of connection to him. And as for the protagonist? There's no singular protagonist either. The monster isn't one, even if we all secretly root for him, because he commits some crimes and does some bad things that I think the general world can agree are Very Bad. Yet, we love him.

This book is just a massive realm of moral-grayness, and I love myself some moral-grayness. 

I didn't expect to love this classic, but I did, and I highly recommend reading it. 

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His other two books are better. Just saying.

Not reviewing because I'm basically doing so for class.