Cassandra Clare doesn't just tell stories; she creates worlds. I had very high expectations going into this book, even though the TV series had made mCassandra Clare doesn't just tell stories; she creates worlds. I had very high expectations going into this book, even though the TV series had made me a little sad about this whole world, and Cassandra Clare still managed to amaze me. All the characters in this book were so real to me I almost longed to talk to them. I identified with every single one of them in one way or another, and that made me feel safe in the LA institute while reading this book. Cassandra Clare managed to make the ending as unexpected as possible; I literally shouted at the book. Several times. And I was, by the way, crying by the end of chapter one. The ending was amazing. I had expected an action-filled fight in the last chapter, and yes, there was a battle, but the main part was the mental, the emotional fight. I still don't know how I'm going to live through the waiting for the next book when I couldn't even wait ten minutes to read another chapter. I guess my point is: pick up this book. Now. ...more
Until I read my next favorite book, this will be on top of my list. I loved it. Read it.
I was destroyed when I heard this book was going to be a moviUntil I read my next favorite book, this will be on top of my list. I loved it. Read it.
I was destroyed when I heard this book was going to be a movie. From the inside? WOW. From the outside? Duh. Even though I have never run away, or had a serious relationship with kisses and all, I could always put myself in their situation. I didn't need detailed descriptions of all the feelings you get during a kiss; it was like I knew them off by heart, like it really was me in that back seat.
The writing was a lot like E. Lockhart's writing in We Were Liars, but this is a whole other story.
The doubt was always there, and everything Eleanor and Park did, that could be described with so few words instead of a thousand pages, made all more serious realtionships seem like nothing. All the other brave sixteen year-olds that are everywhere in the world of literature seemed like they were exaggerating all the time.
The end. Oh, G-d, the end. It destroyed me once again. I read it three times: First I read the last chapter, and started crying. I mean, no one but Rainbow Rowell can make three long words so meaningful, they make you cry. THen I read the end again through more tears. And yesterday I was in a bookshop, and just couldn't keep myself from reading it again. No tears.
I'm saying one thing; Read this goddamn book....more