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The Summoning
by Kelley Armstrong
WHAT A SHIT FUCKING ENDING!
UGH!!!
This book is essentially shitty, paranormal Girl Interrupted.
The main character is this... rich bitch Mary Sue that doesn't make ANY sense and is impossible to identify with on pretty much every level. Goddamn, you must have such a horrible life, living with your brownie-baking housekeeper while your dad flies around the world flipping fucking entire BUILDINGS for profit. I mean... He totally only cares about you enough to fly back from Berlin on a dime (that's a 10+ hr flight btw. I know. I've done it) and genuinely show interest in your life and make an extra trip to the group home to give you a stuffed koala. What an asshole, amiright? He leaves her with a literal roll of twenties. She's never going to leave the grounds. Wtf is she going to do with that? She's never in her life had to peel a vegetable and taking out the trash is "life experience" for her future directorial career because OH YEAH she's in fucking art school and has Milos the personal fucking driver to take her there every day. But her mom's dead and she has a stutter so... I mean, I guess that'll do in place of a personality? Excuse me while I don't feel sorry for you and your designer labels. Is it supposed to make me feel better that you don't care about them and admit you take this crap for granted? Sorry, that just doesn't do it for me.
This could have been cool. And goddamn but those first six pages. I was on board. But.... It's like someone gave six pages worth of writing prompt to someone who just. Didn't. Deliver. Omg.
I can see why this is a best seller. It's total popcorn. I will probably read the next one if it falls in my lap. And that makes me angry. Because I'm 100% certain that it will be just as big of a let down as this one.
To be fair, it got better... ish.. about half? way through. But then it turned on me again.
It was 6 pages of gold, followed by a bunch of random and mostly boring crap that was honestly pretty disjointed, followed by "holy shit, that bitch crazy!" Followed by "Why does no one care about this really important thing? This other thing is really important too... How come no one is paying attention... To ANYTHING? OK, this is slightly more interesting but it doesn't make sense and... OMG IT JUST ENDS?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? WTF I STAYED UP TIL 2AM FOR THAT?! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!"
And then you're just mad.
Stupid spooty book.
UGH!!!
This book is essentially shitty, paranormal Girl Interrupted.
The main character is this... rich bitch Mary Sue that doesn't make ANY sense and is impossible to identify with on pretty much every level. Goddamn, you must have such a horrible life, living with your brownie-baking housekeeper while your dad flies around the world flipping fucking entire BUILDINGS for profit. I mean... He totally only cares about you enough to fly back from Berlin on a dime (that's a 10+ hr flight btw. I know. I've done it) and genuinely show interest in your life and make an extra trip to the group home to give you a stuffed koala. What an asshole, amiright? He leaves her with a literal roll of twenties. She's never going to leave the grounds. Wtf is she going to do with that? She's never in her life had to peel a vegetable and taking out the trash is "life experience" for her future directorial career because OH YEAH she's in fucking art school and has Milos the personal fucking driver to take her there every day. But her mom's dead and she has a stutter so... I mean, I guess that'll do in place of a personality? Excuse me while I don't feel sorry for you and your designer labels. Is it supposed to make me feel better that you don't care about them and admit you take this crap for granted? Sorry, that just doesn't do it for me.
This could have been cool. And goddamn but those first six pages. I was on board. But.... It's like someone gave six pages worth of writing prompt to someone who just. Didn't. Deliver. Omg.
I can see why this is a best seller. It's total popcorn. I will probably read the next one if it falls in my lap. And that makes me angry. Because I'm 100% certain that it will be just as big of a let down as this one.
To be fair, it got better... ish.. about half? way through. But then it turned on me again.
It was 6 pages of gold, followed by a bunch of random and mostly boring crap that was honestly pretty disjointed, followed by "holy shit, that bitch crazy!" Followed by "Why does no one care about this really important thing? This other thing is really important too... How come no one is paying attention... To ANYTHING? OK, this is slightly more interesting but it doesn't make sense and... OMG IT JUST ENDS?? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? WTF I STAYED UP TIL 2AM FOR THAT?! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!"
And then you're just mad.
Stupid spooty book.