This week is…
Have you ever read a book where afterwards you’re walking around in a daze thinking…what just happened? Where am I? Is this real? Am I screaming silently because I don’t know what that was…seriously what was that??
It can strike at any time! Because of a particular topic that you may have found disturbing or simply because the book didn’t live up to your expectations and you’re left shaking it upside down in case you missed something or that Kindle didn’t download the full copy. Has that ever happened to you?
For me…if you’ve read my blog at all, you’ll know I’m what I’m about to say…REQUIEM!!!!!!
AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Seriously! It’s been weeks and I’m still wandering around in the desert of bad endings looking for the mirage that is an extra chapter.
Lena Holloway was my girl.
She was a normal chick, with normal fears, hopes, and dreams. Someone I could really connect with. She made mistakes, she wasn’t stunningly beautiful.
All the guys didn’t love her despite the fact she was sooo plain and they all couldn’t possibly mean her *cough* Bella *cough*.
She like most people accepted the status quo until someone challenged her to challenge it. Education, enlightenment, its powerful stuff.
This is epic because in so many YA novels, the heroine is static. She is who she is and never changes because the guys fall at her feet while the “other girls” are dismissed with the ever popular slut-shaming and so her world view as a character is never challenged therefore she never grows.
Lena, for me, bucked the trend throughout Delirium as her eyes were opened to an oppressive world wrapped up in safe and soothing bow which comes closer to the true definition of what a dystopian theme should encompass.
In Pandemonium, she truly becomes a kick-ass heroine. Found in the wilds, she is soft, sick and scared of her own shadow. But she grows. As she takes the first tentative steps out of the safe house and breaks into a shuffle, then a jog into a full on run, she reconnects with the part of herself from her old life that empowered her and her best friend and married it to her new self.
Lena from the Wilds was born.
She becomes a vital member of the Resistance, risking her life for the cause and her new found family. Pandemonium ends on a cliff hanger of epic if not predictable proportions.
Our girl Lena is still pretty awesome. She’s badass in fact. When she’s dissed and dismissed by one of her love interests (Yeah expect a Dani Dish rant on Love Triangles soon!) she does what any self respecting girl would do and says to herself “Fuck him, who gives a damn”…for like five minutes and then she acts a bit petty and not so cool. I can’t blame her; I’d be the same so while I adore her I can’t stick her on a pedestal and berate her for acting human too.
Requiem was not a bad book. In fact it was an amazing book, if it was number three of four, five, six books. The main problem and the reason for my impassioned
discussion rant is the ending.
The last couple of pages contain some beautiful prose, quotes I could write on a wall or in my little notebook, mementos of a wonderful story but I read those beautiful words and then clicked my kindle button for the next page, clicked it again and again and again and then pain started. That wasn’t it? Really? Really?
Calm, deep breath, do some yoga Dani;
DON’T THROW the kindle against the wall. Make some tea…I SAID don’t throw the kindle!
Yeah that was my reaction, I’m not proud of it but seriously I watched a video after of Lauren Oliver where she muses wistfully of when she was a child and when she finished a book she just loved to continue the stories and so wanted an “open ending” so her wonderful fans (Who me? Who threw the kindle?) could have the same wonderful experience…Okay so you wrote the crappy ending so I could write fan fiction?
Gee, thanks! I’m so grateful!
I actually have palpitations writing this.
This is Book PTSD. Isn’t it wonderful?
Ever happen to you?
Disclaimer: I am Lauren Oliver’s biggest fan. I worship her. I just need five (or six)
sessionsyears of therapy to get over Requiem, my most anticipated book of 2013. I’m allowed that right? 😉