
A really amazing and moving read--the imagery and details McCormick uses allow a topic foreign to most readers a more intimate relationship with those who delve into this text.
I bought it today & finished it today!
Where do I start? 446 pages of the most negative text I have ever read—including the YA novels I am so fond of!!
But I don’t want to start with the bad. I am positive that my negative is purely personal, and that the positive and amazing qualities of the text far outweigh anything I have to say.
The language was amazing. Lyrical, thick, metaphorically charged. I haven’t read anything like it before—maybe weetzie bat comes close, but that was a blink of a text while this one took endless amounts of mulling over, thinking, processing, soaking up the words—time…
Fitch must have taken an eternity to come up with such a wide array of metaphors, similes and poetry. Not a page goes by without one it seems. It distracted me initially, but then as I got deeper entrenched, it was as if the language became mine as I was immersed in it…only to be forced back into reality when I had to put it down (life, it gets in the way sometimes).
I read for several reasons. Sometimes pleasure reading is the motive—and I can pick up Harry Potter and lose myself for a while. Sometimes I need more information—research on essay revision to help students with their writing, textbooks, my journals—the English Journal/ALAN, etc. Sometimes I read to keep myself engaged with young adults today—I hope that by my wide-array of knowledge of YA texts, I can help reluctant readers find some text they could enjoy. Sometimes I read off a suggestion—White Oleander was just that—Ms. Nelson has her AP students read it (as an option), and I wanted to read what they have to read, so I did. All through my reading, if a student who had Ms. Nelson last year saw me reading it, or saw it on her shelves would rant and rave about how awesome a book it was.
So I read.
It is a fast-paced text once you get used to the thick wordiness and endless horrific encounters the protagonist endures. If you resign yourself to the notion in no way is this text awesome because of the story, then you will be totally satisfied and amazed by this book.
I wasn't expecting to enjoy this book as much as I did. Professor Reid said he loved this book, loved the djinn and wasn't a fan of the boy. I totally didn't expect to feel the same--but I did.
Bartimaeus is hilarious, and the way in which Stroud uses his voice to break the monotonous/average tale really changes the dynamics of the story.
You have to root for the irritating boy, but only because of the link he shares with his summoned slave--who you really enjoy hearing from.
Action-packed, suspenseful, and entertaining to say the least--I can't wait to delve into the second book!!!
Mercy can't/won't/doesn't eat and her parents decide to send her to an eating disorders institution to help Mercy face her illness.
Mercy and her family aren't like most of the YA characters depicting adolescent worlds. Mercy is highly intelligent, her mother is an extreme activist (environmental lawyer) and does not hide her feminist perspectives from her daughter, and Mercy is a wealth of knowledge and perspective uncommonly fresh and unique.
As I got towards the end I thought it was wrapped up rather too neatly, but then Antieau weaved a totally different storyline into the conclusion, I was just amazed as to how sucked in I was.
I am glad I stuck with it, and even though the book does have some moments of hard-to-believe. The manner in which Mercy finds a way to confront her eating disorder is really original and well-worth the read.