I liked this book; the main character was someone I'd like to be friends with, the love interest was adorkable, the spurned boy still managed to be a gentleman. But in six months I'm sure I'll have completely forgotten it.

There was no suspense; you know right from the beginning who the murderer is, why he is doing the murdering, and that Veronica is his next intended victim. And I'm fine with that if the story is really about the ghosts themselves, or what the "Event" actually was, or what it means to be alive. And the story touches on those things, but it's trying so hard to do thriller and spine-chiller and romance and sad-mom story that it doesn't do anything well enough.

This wasn't as fun as the first few, but Atticus is as clever as ever. I loved the dwarves.

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I liked that I didn't know what was real until about halfway through; Ness writes beautifully enough that I wanted to keep reading even though I wasn't really invested in Seth. I don't like apocalyptic fiction and this isn't apocalyptic but it starts with that vibe and I was struggling to care. But I loved that it turned into a really big-hearted book about friendship, and humanity, and a hearty helping of the importance of environmentalism.

tl;dr angsty Matrix with heart

Hilarious and helpful. Can't believe I graduated magna cum laude with an English degree and never had to read this for class.

Butcher's prose makes this memoir feel more like a poem than anything. It's introspective and haunting, begging the question, how well can we ever really know another person? How well can we ever really know ourselves?

I loved the way Pratchett took common tropes and characters and threw them into a blender, let them loose, and watched what happened. It's a wild and amusing story.