John green2/28/2023 This book has excellent mental illness rep, yes, but it is still a John Green book and that means there is not a plot so much as there is “let’s listen to the every thought of some very unbearable and introspective teens for a few hundred pages, shall we?”Īll of this overwhelming pretension and analysis and over description of basic inanimate objects comes at a cost, and that cost is a little something I like to call “not being excruciatingly bored.” I don’t consider self-harm a trigger for myself and I still had to take breaks while reading this. I don’t know why I haven’t seen that mentioned more. But also it was still a John Green book and I strongly disliked the process of reading it and, in fact, was forced into a reading slump so hard that it feels like while I was reading this my brain was gently removed from my skull and replaced with a small mound of cotton balls.Īlso: this book needs a huge huge huge huge huge huge HUGE trigger warning for self-harm. The fangirls are going to come for me so bad. ![]() But I can’t just exile the whole book to Garbage Island anymore. It makes the whole review-writing thing a tad more complicated though. Specifically a combination of anxiety and obsessive-compulsive disorder. Like the Thing of The Fault in Our Stars is cancer/death/sadness, the Thing of this book is mental illness. Even though this book DOES contain some terrible overwrought pretentious writing, and a manic pixie dream romance, and a missing person, that’s not its Thing. Back to the point I lost roughly a thousand years ago. What? It’s official? I’m the funniest person on Earth? I knew that tearing paper/Paper Towns joke would push me over the edge. We’re tearing this Paper Town apart to find Margo. What is it with John Green and missing people? We’re Looking for Alaska. Oh sh*t, oh wait, this book DOES use a missing person to make teens fall in love with each other in a way that is profound and sad. ![]() This book is not just John Green using cancer as an excuse to make teens fall in love with each other in a way that is profound and sad, or John Green using a missing person to make teens fall in love with each other in a way that is profound and sad, or.using another missing person to make teens fall in love with each other in a way that is profound and sad. I can’t just write a review of this that is, speaking generously, 92% me quoting the book and being like “hahaha can you believe this is just a normal average sentence in this totally real book.” (Although there will be a lot of that because HOW CAN I RESIST. (Never thought I’d be disappointed by something differing from The Fault in Our Stars!!) This is, unfortunately, not a The Fault in Our Stars type situation. It has Not been a decade of these shenanigans.Īnd so, as I continue to use that line of defense against his wildly loyal, unaging group of geeky manic pixie dream girls in training, I continue to argue myself into reading his books. I wasn’t on Goodreads in 2006 my dear boy. Because I haven’t really reviewed any of them. I keep using the weird brag/justification of “Yes, I hate John Green, and no, it’s not because I haven’t read (insert The Fault in Our Stars or Looking for Alaska or Paper Towns here) yet, because yes, I’ve read all of his books, and yes, the reviews are in, and yes, it was absolutely all bad.”Įxcept for the “the reviews are in” part. For me, at least, it’s definitely getting a little old.īut here we are. Every time! This is lucky number seven! I don’t think it’s working all that well for either of us. We have to stop meeting like this.īy “like this,” I mean: you write a book, I read it, I hate it. i am definitely not extremely frightened and emotionally fragile right now. For me, at least, it’s definitely ge this full review is now POSTED at. By “like this,” I mean: you write a book, I read it, I hate it.
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