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3.78 AVERAGE
3.78 AVERAGE
I think this should have just been called "Disaster," because that's what it was. It took me until about the middle of the book to realize that we don't get any sense what kind of a person Abby is and why Travis is even attracted to her. She has minimal voice in this book, which I found very odd, since she is the object of his obsession. I expected that we would find out more about her from his eyes, but we really only got to see his messed up obsessiveness without ever really getting to understand why. I was about 2/3 of the way through when I tried to tell myself I didn't need to keep reading since I already knew what happened. But I kept slogging through, silly me. All I really would have needed to read was the last chapter and epilogue. My rating got bumped back up to a 2 from a 1 because of the epilogue, although it should be bumped down another 1/2 star because there is a paragraph that says that it never occurred to him or Abby that the FBI didn't recruit (when he was recruited after college) and then he's all confused when she gives him some info that could help him in the case against her dad, because "as far as I knew, she thought I worked in advertising." What? This doesn't even make sense--why would it have to be kept a secret? Why didn't an editor catch that descrepancy. Seriously, save your self some time--if you feel you must, just read the last chapter and epilogue as long as you've already read Beautiful Disaster. Save yourself the time and angst of this junior high-like relationship.
Warning fellow readers, this book brought out my split personality, so this review might be a little on the ranty, oddball side. On the one hand, Travis Maddox is a misogynistic psychopath and this book is ridiculous and nonsensical at best, and will destroy Western civilization and women’s rights at worst. On the other hand, golly gee if I didn’t just read it in a day and a half and I couldn’t get enough of my sweet Travis. A part of me wants to give this book one star, and the rest wants to give it five stars. I liked it, but I feel like I really shouldn’t have.
While I was conflicted but ultimately downright giddy over Beautiful Disaster, Walking Disaster upped the ick factor considerably. One thing I think is fairy certain, is that if you disliked Beautiful Disaster, you should not attempt to read this book because your brain cells might melt. Also, while it might be a companion book, it doesn’t really work if you haven’t read Beautiful Disaster. Without the knowledge of the first book, this book is filled with plot gaps and lacks character development. I felt like I spent a lot of time in Travis’s head in this book, and, in fact, this book devotes so much time to Travis’s emotions that not a whole lot actually happens in the book. Good thing I knew who Abby was already, because frankly I don’t think we see that much of her here, or at least not enough to really justify Travis’s infatuation with her.
Travis, at least for the first 100 pages, really is a misogynist. Women to him are sluts and vultures, as he frequently tells the reader. He doesn’t respect or like them at any level. Women fall in two categories a) sluts who don’t respect themselves and who he has sex with and, b) the rest of womankind who he entirely ignores. Gross. Then Abby enters the picture and she is a “bitch” and, as such, is “refreshing.” I don’t really know if I get it. Anyway, relatively quickly Travis falls in very confused love with Abby, or at least becomes super possessive and obsessed. Creepy. Eventually, Travis becomes the kinda sweet, lovable, sociopath that I can’t seem to get enough of for some bizarre, probably cultural, reason. Seriously, this is where the split-personality thing comes in. Then he acts extra crazy, even for him, and indeed a suicide watch would likely be called for in real life. He also drinks bottles, and bottles of hard liquor, drives drunk constantly, and has a violent rage problem. Seriously, he is super fucked up. I would run from him in real life, and if I was Abby I would switch schools and get a restraining order.
On the other hand, I can’t get enough of him. I can’t explain it. I raced through this book. I scoffed, but I also read it till my kindle ran out of batteries. God help me, I rooted for the crazy bastard. I don’t know why, but there is something appealing to his character. Maybe it is the complexity, maybe the hotness, maybe the vulnerable confidence thing he has going on, maybe even the possessive/ jealous thing? Whatever the case he is addictive. Hence the “vultures” who want to sleep with him I guess.
A note on the epilogue. It was ridiculous. Completely and utterly ridiculous. I loved it in the same fucked up way I love Travis, but really it was ridiculous. There aren’t really any other words.
In conclusion, Travis is a bloody scary person, this book is utterly nonsensical without firmly knowing Beautiful Disaster, and, yet, I loved the damn thing. This is the guiltiest pleasure book ever. I can’t wrap my head around it. Really can’t wait to hear what other people thought, and if they had an identity crisis while reading it too.
While I was conflicted but ultimately downright giddy over Beautiful Disaster, Walking Disaster upped the ick factor considerably. One thing I think is fairy certain, is that if you disliked Beautiful Disaster, you should not attempt to read this book because your brain cells might melt. Also, while it might be a companion book, it doesn’t really work if you haven’t read Beautiful Disaster. Without the knowledge of the first book, this book is filled with plot gaps and lacks character development. I felt like I spent a lot of time in Travis’s head in this book, and, in fact, this book devotes so much time to Travis’s emotions that not a whole lot actually happens in the book. Good thing I knew who Abby was already, because frankly I don’t think we see that much of her here, or at least not enough to really justify Travis’s infatuation with her.
Travis, at least for the first 100 pages, really is a misogynist. Women to him are sluts and vultures, as he frequently tells the reader. He doesn’t respect or like them at any level. Women fall in two categories a) sluts who don’t respect themselves and who he has sex with and, b) the rest of womankind who he entirely ignores. Gross. Then Abby enters the picture and she is a “bitch” and, as such, is “refreshing.” I don’t really know if I get it. Anyway, relatively quickly Travis falls in very confused love with Abby, or at least becomes super possessive and obsessed. Creepy. Eventually, Travis becomes the kinda sweet, lovable, sociopath that I can’t seem to get enough of for some bizarre, probably cultural, reason. Seriously, this is where the split-personality thing comes in. Then he acts extra crazy, even for him, and indeed a suicide watch would likely be called for in real life. He also drinks bottles, and bottles of hard liquor, drives drunk constantly, and has a violent rage problem. Seriously, he is super fucked up. I would run from him in real life, and if I was Abby I would switch schools and get a restraining order.
On the other hand, I can’t get enough of him. I can’t explain it. I raced through this book. I scoffed, but I also read it till my kindle ran out of batteries. God help me, I rooted for the crazy bastard. I don’t know why, but there is something appealing to his character. Maybe it is the complexity, maybe the hotness, maybe the vulnerable confidence thing he has going on, maybe even the possessive/ jealous thing? Whatever the case he is addictive. Hence the “vultures” who want to sleep with him I guess.
A note on the epilogue. It was ridiculous. Completely and utterly ridiculous. I loved it in the same fucked up way I love Travis, but really it was ridiculous. There aren’t really any other words.
In conclusion, Travis is a bloody scary person, this book is utterly nonsensical without firmly knowing Beautiful Disaster, and, yet, I loved the damn thing. This is the guiltiest pleasure book ever. I can’t wrap my head around it. Really can’t wait to hear what other people thought, and if they had an identity crisis while reading it too.
I was kind of disappointed by this book! I found it far less descriptive then beautiful disaster and that it relied to heavily on the assumption that the reader had read the first book. I felt like if i hadn't read beautiful disaster first that I wouldn't of known what the hell was going on. I was disappointed with with how travis's point of view was kind of lacking and one demential in comparison to Abby's. I will say this though Walking Disaster did have an amazing epilogue, which is why I bumped up my rating from a two stars to three !
I was a big fan of Beautiful Disaster and really excited to hear from Travis. The problem with Walking Disaster is that while it was from Travis's POV, I didn't learn anything new. I just heard the exact same story with "I said" instead of "he said". The worst part is that while I thought Travis was pretty sexy and badass in BD, he seemed desperate in WD. The prologue and epilogue saved this book for me. Since I did love BD, it was hard for me to not like this one but I guess I had high hopes for some new insight into Travis and Abby's world. It just didn't deliver what I'd hoped.
emotional
lighthearted
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Love the first two books that I am scared to read the next ones but I will.
Meh. Un tas epilogs!!
She's a bitch, and he's a whiney even more of bitch.
She's a bitch, and he's a whiney even more of bitch.
dark
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Plot
Strong character development:
No
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes