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A review by sandygx260
Everneath by Brodi Ashton
1.0
This book languished on my to read pile for a while. I’m not sure why, since the description sounds intriguing.
Oh my, the description is accurate, but it doesn’t reveal the weaknesses of this book. If ever a book needs a strength-training program, Everneath is one. This story has an abundance, nay, a mammoth cornucopia of weaknesses. Imagine a cornucopia the size of a dump truck and you are almost there.
1) Largest weakness: the main character Nik, Nikki, Becks—she of many names— is a mammoth pile of stinking, steaming irritation. Her motivation for doing what she does to land her in spiritual trouble is pathetic. Nik claims to love her quarterback hero Jack sooo much, but does she bother to stop and ask what is going on during the so-called “big trauma scene”? Nope, she drives away and seeks what will make her feel nothing. So much for truuu luvvv.
Please, every teen in the world suffers from angst and emotional fuckery. Guess Nik is immature enough not to bitch slap her own emotions into a reality check. Face it, if she had done so, there’d be no novel. Oooopps, now there’s a problem.
2) Fantasies deserve world building. The world building for Everneath is cooked lame atop braised lame with a side sauce of lame. If you expect to learn about Everneath, sorry, the author can’t be bothered to rustle up more than a few vague descriptions and standard Greek mythology.
Of course when needed, a teacher calls upon a world-class expert to ramble on for a few pages, telling us, the bored readers, key plot points about the BIG problem. I started laughing.
3) Characters love climbing in and out of windows. The act is hilariously overused.
4) Speaking of weakness, try to find the character development in this book. Go ahead, give it a shot. I won’t wait up for you. The back and forth narrative style does nothing to help this problem. The little “reveals” at the end still left me rolling my eyes.
5) Toward the book’s end, when Nik-Nikki-Becks-Bend it Like Beckham has only hours to remain on Earth, suddenly there’s a need to sleep. The heroes need answers, but they decide to sleep. The teens don’t consume caffeinated beverages, No-Doz… they sleep. If you had mere hours to exist, would you sleep? Hell no.
6) Cliché disconnected adults? Check, which is bizarre since an adult wrote the book. I just don’t understand the problem.
I could go on, but there’s no need to slam the shovel into the dirt. This is book one, eh? For me, it is book one and done.
This book is enough to make me quit YA for a looooong time.
Oh my, the description is accurate, but it doesn’t reveal the weaknesses of this book. If ever a book needs a strength-training program, Everneath is one. This story has an abundance, nay, a mammoth cornucopia of weaknesses. Imagine a cornucopia the size of a dump truck and you are almost there.
1) Largest weakness: the main character Nik, Nikki, Becks—she of many names— is a mammoth pile of stinking, steaming irritation. Her motivation for doing what she does to land her in spiritual trouble is pathetic. Nik claims to love her quarterback hero Jack sooo much, but does she bother to stop and ask what is going on during the so-called “big trauma scene”? Nope, she drives away and seeks what will make her feel nothing. So much for truuu luvvv.
Please, every teen in the world suffers from angst and emotional fuckery. Guess Nik is immature enough not to bitch slap her own emotions into a reality check. Face it, if she had done so, there’d be no novel. Oooopps, now there’s a problem.
2) Fantasies deserve world building. The world building for Everneath is cooked lame atop braised lame with a side sauce of lame. If you expect to learn about Everneath, sorry, the author can’t be bothered to rustle up more than a few vague descriptions and standard Greek mythology.
Of course when needed, a teacher calls upon a world-class expert to ramble on for a few pages, telling us, the bored readers, key plot points about the BIG problem. I started laughing.
3) Characters love climbing in and out of windows. The act is hilariously overused.
4) Speaking of weakness, try to find the character development in this book. Go ahead, give it a shot. I won’t wait up for you. The back and forth narrative style does nothing to help this problem. The little “reveals” at the end still left me rolling my eyes.
5) Toward the book’s end, when Nik-Nikki-Becks-Bend it Like Beckham has only hours to remain on Earth, suddenly there’s a need to sleep. The heroes need answers, but they decide to sleep. The teens don’t consume caffeinated beverages, No-Doz… they sleep. If you had mere hours to exist, would you sleep? Hell no.
6) Cliché disconnected adults? Check, which is bizarre since an adult wrote the book. I just don’t understand the problem.
I could go on, but there’s no need to slam the shovel into the dirt. This is book one, eh? For me, it is book one and done.
This book is enough to make me quit YA for a looooong time.