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A review by quenchgum
Between the Lines by Jodi Picoult, Samantha van Leer
2.0
After anxiously awaiting this year's new Picoult book, I was pretty bummed to see that it was a YA novel, filled with pictures and a fairy-tale plot, and half-written by somebody that didn't write as gloriously as my favorite author of all time, ever.
AND YET.
It wasn't all that bad. It was pretty damn good, actually, for what it aimed to be. It's a story for teenagers--falling in love for the first time, coming to accept and love yourself despite your flaws. With that said, nothing of significant importance was imparted to me upon my quick read of this at Barnes and Noble today (a comfy seat in the cafe, a large Hot Chocolate and I wiped this bad boy out). It didn't pack anywhere near the amount of punch that Jodi's best novels sometimes do, but it was sweet. I laughed out loud a few times--to the disapproval of my Cafe neighbors--and read my sister full paragraphs that I thought were cute. But that's about the extent of it.
AND YET.
It wasn't all that bad. It was pretty damn good, actually, for what it aimed to be. It's a story for teenagers--falling in love for the first time, coming to accept and love yourself despite your flaws. With that said, nothing of significant importance was imparted to me upon my quick read of this at Barnes and Noble today (a comfy seat in the cafe, a large Hot Chocolate and I wiped this bad boy out). It didn't pack anywhere near the amount of punch that Jodi's best novels sometimes do, but it was sweet. I laughed out loud a few times--to the disapproval of my Cafe neighbors--and read my sister full paragraphs that I thought were cute. But that's about the extent of it.