Shatter Me
Here's me boasting a little bit: I started this and finished it in two hours! Give me a high five!
Author: Tahereh Mafi
Release Date: November 15, 2011
Publisher: Harper/HarperCollins
Summary (Goodreads):
Juliette hasn't touched anyone in exactly 264 days.
The last time she did, it was an accident, but The Reestablishment locked
her up for murder. No one knows why Juliette's touch is fatal. As long as she
doesn't hurt anyone else, no one really cares. The world is too busy crumbling
to pieces to pay attention to a 17-year-old girl. Diseases are destroying the
population, food is hard to find, birds don't fly anymore, and the clouds are
the wrong color.
The Reestablishment said their way was the only way to fix things, so
they threw Juliette in a cell. Now so many people are dead that the survivors
are whispering war-- and The Reestablishment has changed its mind. Maybe
Juliette is more than a tortured soul stuffed into a poisonous body. Maybe
she's exactly what they need right now.
Juliette has to make a choice: Be a weapon. Or be a warrior.
In this electrifying debut, Tahereh Mafi presents a world as riveting as
The Hunger Games and a superhero story as thrilling as The X-Men. Full of
pulse-pounding romance, intoxicating villainy, and high-stakes choices, Shatter
Me is a fresh and original dystopian novel—with a paranormal twist—that will
leave readers anxiously awaiting its sequel.
My Thoughts:
Okay, so I can’t lie. About three quarters of this book was depressing,
confusing, or maddening. My jaw even hurts from trying to restrain myself from
talking to myself, yelling at the characters, or clenching my jaw to keep
myself from tearing up.
In the last stretch, it started to get interesting. *Spoiler* When Kenji
turned out to have an ulterior motive with the good guys, and when Juliette
turned out to not be the only one with special powers.
It made me happy in the end of the book when Juliette started to accept
herself, and her power.
I was also happy that there was at least one person who could touch her, or that she could touch herself.
Confession time: Tahereh Mafi’s style of writing confused me most of the
time. It was sort of reminiscent of poetry and novel writing mixed together. It
also seemed like it was Juliette’s personal account, somewhat like the journal
she carried around with her.
If there is going to be another book, then I will most certainly want to
read, even if I am a little confused with the style.
-Go Read!
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Write commentsSounds like an intense read! How's your jaw? :)
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My jaw is just fine, thanks!
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