I found this book in a stack left behind by girls in my dorm who left for the summer. I had heard of it from my students and heard it was being made into (or already made into) a movie. So my hunch was that it would be a quick and fun summer read.
It was quick. And I could see that it was trying to be the not The Fault in Our Stars book about teenagers and cancer. But I think I am not the target audience for this book and mostly I didn't like it. The narrative voice, the angst, the teenage boy profanity...ick. Just not my favorite. Something about the ending was slightly redeeming, some glimmer of maturity, revelation.
But mostly I am glad it's over. Bring on book number ten. Time to cleanse the palate.
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