

People didn't exaggerate: it will most likely drive you crazy. But you have no idea how bloody annoying this is to read. I actually thought it sounded interesting, unusual, especially because the whole thing is meant to be written in a notebook and I cross stuff out in mine all the time. Trust me, no really, trust me, I thought people were being overly picky when they said the crossed out sentences were annoying. WHAT? This is one example floating around in there, but every second sentence is like this! That's not even mentioning the annoying strike-outs.

Until it spins around and lies with lips and teeth carved into semblance of something too passive to punch." "Hate looks like everybody else until it smiles. Shatter Me's numerous metaphors, similes, and endless descriptions just didn't make sense. I have a high tolerance level for flowery writing.


For example, some reviewers thought that Lips Touch: Three Times was just a mess of bloated purple prose, whereas I thought it was one of the most beautiful books I read last year. I think there's a fine line in writing between the pretty and the purplish and different readers will define it in their own way. However, I was also prepared to allow myself to be surprised a lot of my friends loved this and one of the biggest criticisms didn't actually bother me - purple prose. Any so-called "dystopia" with a runway model on the front cover leaves me feeling sceptical. You're probably assuming - correctly - that I went into this book with low expectations. I originally gave Shatter Me two stars because that's my sort of kneejerk reaction to books I don't like, but after thinking it over for a while, I can't recall anything positive about it that would justify a rating of more than one star. This is not a novel, it is a collection of similes and metaphors, most of which do not make sense. Juliette has to make a choice: Be a weapon. Maybe she's exactly what they need right now. Maybe Juliette is more than a tortured soul stuffed into a poisonous body. Now so many people are dead that the survivors are whispering war-and The Reestablishment has changed its mind. The Reestablishment said their way was the only way to fix things, so they threw Juliette in a cell. Diseases are destroying the population, food is hard to find, birds don't fly anymore, and the clouds are the wrong color. The world is too busy crumbling to pieces to pay attention to a 17-year-old girl. As long as she doesn't hurt anyone else, no one really cares. No one knows why Juliette's touch is fatal. The last time she did, it was an accident, but The Reestablishment locked her up for murder. Juliette hasn't touched anyone in exactly 264 days. As long as she doesn't hurt anyone else, no one really car I have a curse I have a curse I have a gift I am a monster I'm more than human My touch is lethal My touch is power I am their weapon I will fight back Juliette hasn't touched anyone in exactly 264 days.
