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3.54 AVERAGE
3.54 AVERAGE
I NEED epilouges. Sorry, you can't end i story with this much fucking angst and not give me a check in.
Also, it was really compelling and good.
Also, it was really compelling and good.
Not my cup of tea,
Didn’t like the characters, nor the story,
It just didn’t click with me, the tabu of teacher-student didn’t appeal to me and I simply read this book as I do not leave books unfinished.
Didn’t like the characters, nor the story,
It just didn’t click with me, the tabu of teacher-student didn’t appeal to me and I simply read this book as I do not leave books unfinished.
Absolutely loved this one! I could really relate to the main character in terms of being pretty cynical, clever and mature but still naïve in a way? Also loved the plot; I thought it was just the right amount of cliché but also original enough for it to not make me gag. Really liked the wrongness of the relationship as well😂 would really recommend this one if you’re into romance/contemporary stuff.
(Not a great review but it’s 2am and I just finished this and I wanted to get my first thoughts on it out there) (might make this into an actual review but I dunno life’s been very busy and stressful lately and more deadlines are approaching)
(Not a great review but it’s 2am and I just finished this and I wanted to get my first thoughts on it out there) (might make this into an actual review but I dunno life’s been very busy and stressful lately and more deadlines are approaching)
One word.
Perfection.
I don't think I've ever read prose more beautiful in my life.
Real. Authentic. Hot. Sexy. And all at the same time. What even...? Leah Raeder, I cannot wait to read more of your absolutely beautiful work. Seriously, i'll even read your shopping list.
Perfection.
I don't think I've ever read prose more beautiful in my life.
Real. Authentic. Hot. Sexy. And all at the same time. What even...? Leah Raeder, I cannot wait to read more of your absolutely beautiful work. Seriously, i'll even read your shopping list.
2.5 stars.
It makes me mad because this was so beautifully written and could have ended so so well if ... that last last bit hadn't happened. What could have been a book about an unhealthy relationship became one that glorified it. I'm not going to lie, the writing was really great and the story was engaging, but I just can't look past the actual relationship. Honestly one whole star from this review belongs to Wesley and that's the tea.
It makes me mad because this was so beautifully written and could have ended so so well if ... that last last bit hadn't happened. What could have been a book about an unhealthy relationship became one that glorified it. I'm not going to lie, the writing was really great and the story was engaging, but I just can't look past the actual relationship. Honestly one whole star from this review belongs to Wesley and that's the tea.
I just finished this book and I.cant.function. Leah Raeder, you are an inspiration. I started this book last night and spent all day at work, trying to find opportunity to sneak a chapter. I loved this book, breathed and devoured this book. And now that its over, I just want to crawl into the story and stay there forever. Its been a long time since I've felt this way about a book and this was just the most welcome surprise. Amazing.Fantastic.Brilliant.
"Things I didn't expect to do my senior year: Become a drug dealer. Become my mother. Find and lose the love of my life."
I feel like I can’t breathe.
I have this thing for sick, twisted love stories. I don’t know what it is. The fact that they are messed up? They make me feel better about my life? They don’t feel real?
" 'Oh my God,' I said. 'You're the mob wife. You won't leave me, even though there's a price on my head.' "
Well, something about Unteachable made me feel…real. Broken. Sad. Happy? I don’t know. It’s like I had all these emotions locked up inside me and then I started hearing Maisie’s voice, and crap. Crap. It was perfect. It was amazing.
"I'm also thinking the night I met you was like someone handed me a winning lottery ticket and said, 'You can only have it if you don't tell anyone.' "
Okay, maybe it wasn’t perfect. But I’m not taking back my amazing.
Maisie is a regular, fucked up eighteen year old girl—if you count a deadbeat dad, no friends and a druggie mom as normal. In my life, I can kind of see it as “normal.” But Maisie just exists. She’s neither here nor there; just floating through life, having sex and fun.
"Thanks, Dad, for leaving a huge void in my life that Freud says has to be filled with a dick."
Then there’s Evan. He sweeps in, not at all like the other crappy love interests I’ve been getting lately. He isn’t creepy. He isn’t selfish, but he is, at the same time. He’s careful, but he doesn’t treat Maisie like she’s glass. He’s smart, but not cocky or condescending. He’s so much. He’s everything Maisie didn’t want but definitely needed.
"I felt like a little girl, laughing at the snowflakes colliding gently with my face. They collected in my eyelashes and when I looked at Evan he said, 'You've got stars in your eyes,' "
He’s my new book boyfriend. He is fucked up, just like Maisie, and he’s imperfect, but that’s the POINT. That seems to be the point of Unteachable to me, anyway: everyone fucks up, but you can still be a fucking amazing human being, despite that.
"Who fixes broken people? Is it only other broken people, ones who've already been ruined? And do we need to be fixed?"
This book is going to be hard to talk about, because it’s possibly my new favorite book.
I’m kind of a fan for teacher-student relationships. Not the creepy ones (are they all “creepy”?), but the almost justifiable ones. Like in [b:Veiled Innocence|22454676|Veiled Innocence|Ella Frank|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1402457337s/22454676.jpg|25476814], I was rooting for Evan and Maisie the. Entire. Fucking. Time. I wanted them to be together; I wanted them to be happy. I wanted so MUCH for them. I was like screaming at them to just be happy. To move on. Forget this shitty existence in their bum-fuck down.
Evan: "You should love something while you have it, love it fully and without reservation, even if you know you'll lose it someday. We lose everything. If you're trying to avoid loss, there's no point in taking another breath, or letting your heart beat one more time. It all ends." His fingers curled around mine. "That's all life is. Breathing in, breathing out. The space between two breaths."
And then there were the secondary characters. Um…yeah, okay. Seriously? Amazing. Maisie’s mom was awful, and so raw, but so real. I’ve seen mothers like her. Hiyam—girl, you’re no good, but you’re so cool. I mean, she’s not cool. She’s insane and bitchy, but she was portrayed just as that: an annoyingly bitchy girl.
"Hiyam was accustomed to a certain degree of obedience. She didn't wheedle me. She looked at me icily, took a long drag..."
Can we take a second to talk about Wesley and Siobhan? They stole my heart. I wanted SO MANY MORE scenes with them. I wanted to see Siobhan and Wesley in every facet of this book. It would’ve definitely been awkward in steamier places, but I am almost past caring about that. (No, not really. Wesley and Siobhan watching a sex-scene with M & E? Ugh.)
"Siobhan taught them not to break curfew by waiting for them in the dark kitchen one night in a white gown, holding a chef's knife."
"Wesley fractured his collarbone when he made a DIY helmet cam and recorded himself trying to jump his bike over a truck (also ruined a five-hundred-dollar camera)(also the reason he never rode bikes)."
I didn’t even mind that that they had an obscene amount of sex. I mean, yes, it’s kind of crazy—she was practically panting with need after having to wait one week—but I got it. Maisie and Evan existed on such a real, primal level together; you couldn’t turn down that kind of chemistry. Their bodies were meant to go together, in my opinion.
"It was crude, it was unexpected, and it set me on fucking fire."
And Maisie’s inner monologue? She is so refreshingly real with herself. She doesn’t sugarcoat shit. She’s honest. She knows that there are parts of her relationship with Evan that were fucked up, down and dirt, and she owned up to it, but she also made up for it. It was tawdry and taboo and sexy, but it was also deep and loving and meaningful and a slew of other sweet SAT words I could use that really don’t accurately portray how I feel.
"What the hell am I? I thought. Too old to be a real teenager, too young to drink. Old enough to die in a war, fuck grown men, and be completely confused about what I was doing with my life."
So, you’re just going to have to read the book…because, I swear, you won’t regret it.
"Out of everything I ever learned from Evan Wilke, I think that lesson was the most important: that none of us actually grow up. We get bigger, and older, but part of us always retains that small rabbit heart, trembling furiously, secretively, with wonder and fear. There's no irony in it. No semantics or subtext. Only red blood and green grass and silver stars."
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You should love something while you have it, love it fully and without reservation, even if you know you'll lose it someday. We lose everything. If you're trying to avoid loss, there's no point in taking another breath, or letting your heart beat one more time. It all ends. That's all life is. Breathing in, breathing out. The space between two breaths.