Hello, any readers I still have! Sorry for the looong hiatus!  There’s a brief lull in the homework right now, so I’ve managed to post my review of The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven, as you may have seen (if you haven’t, just scroll down!).  Here is some information about what I’ll be doing on here for the next couple of weeks.

1. I started a new blog!  This one is for fan fiction.  My first post will be fan fiction of the Gone series (everyone reading this blog should at least know what that is by now).  You can access it here)

2. I finished reading Plague!  Depending on how busy I am, I’m going to try to write the review this weekend.

3. My posts over the next couple of weeks will be rather sporadic.  Finals for me start on Wednesday and end next Tuesday.  I’ll be very busy studying, but I will try to make time to write my Plague and Beka Cooper reviews.



The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven: A Brief Look at Some Poemish Prose


I still don’t understand this cover

 The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven is a book of short stories by Sherman Alexie. The stories detail life on a Spokane Indian reservation, and the quiet struggles of those who live there.

It took a long time for me to write my review of this book, mostly because I couldn’t figure out how I felt, or what it meant. The stories explored many complicated themes, and expressed the author’s great understanding of the human condition. But there were certain stories where I couldn’t connect to the characters, or had no clue what point the author was trying to make.

The writing was beautiful, of course. Alexie is a lovely and poetic author. His metaphors and similes are intelligent and relatable. It is easy for the reader to see that he had only previously published a book of poems. Many of the stories were very good. Each one was a brief snapshot of someone on the reservation’s life.  Some of them, though, were hard to comprehend, or were not very interesting.

I especially liked “The Only Traffic Signal on the Reservation Doesn’t Flash Red Anymore.” This story was about two friends discussing a talented young basketball player named Julian. They express their hope that he will escape the reservation’s cycle of poverty. The story then jumps forward to a year later. The two men are discussing Julian again, but now, he is an alcoholic and has lost most of his talent. The story captured the vicious cycle of alcoholism and how dispiriting it is to the people on the reservation.

This is a much shorter review than normal, because I have far less to say. I rank this book somewhere between a Good and Very Good. It was beautiful, but not consistently.

Hunger: Finally Feeling It


I sort of want to punch that stupid smarmy model

As anyone who read my last review knows (if you haven’t, here: https://thechosenblogger.wordpress.com/2013/04/25/gone-what-can-i-say/ ), I did not care much for Michael Grant’s novel, Gone. But I have to say that the second book, Hunger, is a vast improvement. Hunger picks up a few months after the end of Gone. Food is quickly running out, and people are starving. And what’s worse, Caine is being controlled by the Darkness, and he has a plan to feed it and increase its power.

I feel like this book did a few things better than Gone. The first was that the story focused more on the struggles of surviving in the book’s post-apocalyptic environment. I felt that Gone focused far too much on the conflict between Sam and Caine, partially because I didn’t find Caine very believable as a villain. This book, however, was mainly about Sam struggling to try and get enough food to feed the kids in Perdido Beach, with a subplot about Caine’s attempts to shut down the nuclear power plant. Even Caine’s plot is truly about the Darkness, not Caine himself, and the climactic battle is against the Darkness. I enjoyed the focus being on survival instead of the conflict with Caine. As I mentioned in my previous review, I love the concept of the series, and I’m glad the author is utilizing the possibilities of the scenario a little more.

Another improvement was the introduction of the Human Crew, a hate group formed against mutants. I like Zil and his friends as villains. Unlike Caine and Drake (who were just a little TOO evil), Zil and the others feel like real people. They’re just a bunch of kids trying to act tough and looking for respect. They’re bullies who don’t quite understand that the consequences of their action are far more severe when there are no adults to step in when things get ugly. I’m interested to see how this plotline plays out.

Thirdly, the characters are very well-developed. When I began to read the climax, I realized exactly how much I cared about Sam, Edilio, Brianna, and the rest.


I was terrified that Brianna would die of radiation poisoning, or that Lana would be kept by the Darkness. I was on the edge of my seat when Edilio, Dekka, and Diana were injured almost to the point of death. And even though I only knew him for a few pages, I ached for Duck’s self-sacrifice. The only character I couldn’t care less about was Astrid, who attempted to stop Zil from lynching a mutant by making a speech about Christian morality (it doesn’t work-shocker), then was captured by Zil because she is completely helpless and can’t do anything by herself.

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The female characters were a lot more well-written in this book. Astrid still didn’t get much to do aside from get kidnapped and yell about God, but she did take a little more initiative in this book, and I’m sure she’ll only get better. Lana was also a bit more proactive, but it didn’t end well. However, we are introduced to Dekka, an awesome and powerful black lesbian mutant, Brianna the Breeze, a self-assured mutant girl who thinks of herself as a superhero, and Brittney, a FAYZ soldier so dedicated that she literally refuses to die until her job is finished. They were smart, strong, and proactive in this book, and I think they’ll only get better.

That being said, Hunger still has some flaws. Remember before, when I mentioned that the focus of the plot was taken off of Caine, and instead, the main threat was the Darkness? And remember my last review when I talked about how the Darkness was not very scary or interesting to read about? That is still true. It’s a little creepy when the Darkness infiltrates Little Pete’s dreams, yes, but barely enough to even pique my interest. On top of that, the Darkness has no discernible motivation. For what purpose does the Darkness need the new body it’s trying to create? Why is it manipulating the kids of the FAYZ? And of course, when the villain of a story falls flat, the rest of the story tends to fall flat. This wasn’t quite the case here, but it came very close, saved only by the strength of the other characters.

I would like to make a quick note about the book’s Christo-religious themes. I didn’t really mind them at first, being Catholic myself (although seriously, there are no Jewish kids in Perdido Beach? No Hindus? No Muslims? Not even a committed atheist?). However, some of the things these kids say are not exactly realistic. I know from experience that when teenagers under pressure pray, it sounds more like “Ohgodohgodhelpmehelpme” than “St. Michael the Archangel, pray for us. We call upon you for our salvation.” And some of the religious speeches made by the characters (Astrid in particular, though Brittney is also guilty of this) are a bit preachy and overdramatic. These incidents are becoming more and more common, and whenever this occurs, it takes me out of the story.

This book improved upon its predecessor from both a feminist standpoint and a story standpoint, but I still don’t want to rank it above a Good. Hunger is definitely better than Gone, but it didn’t quite reach Very Good level. However, I put it down excited to continue the story, which is much more than I can say for the first book.

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Questions?  Comments?  Complaints?  Concerns?  Please comment!  I LOVE constructive criticism!

Previews of Coming Attractions

Hello followers and visitors! (That is, if anyone besides my mom is still reading my blog.)

Here are the books I will be reviewing next:

First, my review of Michael Grant’s Hunger will hopefully be up tomorrow!

Then I’ll be reviewing the next book, Lies.

After that, I’ll be taking a little break from the Gone books to review Tamora Pierce’s Beka Cooper: Terrier and Sherman Alexie’s The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven.  

Then I’ll jump back into the Gone books with Plague!

Stay tuned!

Gone: What Can I Say?



I am going to feel terrible about this review later. I really am. The reason being, of course, that I didn’t like this book as much as everyone else in the world seemed to. And I feel a bit guilty about giving Michael Grant’s Gone what is probably the only somewhat-negative review it has ever received. What crime has this book committed, aside from not quite reaching my (admittedly rather high) expectations? What has this innocent little novel done? (Well, it reinforced gender roles. But I’ll get to that).

Anyway. On with it.

Gone seems like the sort of book I would love. The premise: One day, out of nowhere, everyone over fifteen in the town of Perdido Beach suddenly vanishes. A giant dome (called the FAYZ) encases the town. The left-behind kids must fend for themselves. And to complicate things, some are developing superhuman powers, and a mysterious underground creature called the Darkness is calling to them. I love young adult dystopian sci-fi, gritty loss-of-innocence chronicles a la Lord of the Flies, Stephen King, and X-Men. The sample first chapter I read on Amazon was brilliant, and I was wildly excited to read more. So what has caused this sudden fall from grace? Read on.

Because this seems like the best way to organize my thoughts, I will be reviewing the book by focusing on each of the main characters. First, there’s Sam Temple, our somewhat bland protagonist. He’s mellow, humble, and a “natural leader” (whatever that means). He’s nice enough, as Everyboy protagonists go. Pleasant, sort of like that one kid in your class whose name you keep forgetting. The trouble with this was that I couldn’t identify with him. No matter how well-written and fast-paced the prose may be (which it is), and no matter how many exciting twists and turns the author throws at the reader (and trust me, there are many), I couldn’t seem to get invested because I have no emotional anchor with this character.

Tagging along on his adventures are Sam’s two friends, Quinn and Edilio. I liked Quinn a lot. He seemed very real, and very human. The way he reacted to the FAYZ and other complications in the story felt poignant and true to life. I wish he had gotten more page time. Edilio is a quiet, Honduran-American boy. His character was a bit of a blank slate. He was very stoic, I suppose, and obedient to Sam, preforming any task Sam asked of him. As he is a character of color, though, making him silently obedient to the white male lead was a bit problematic.

Then there was Astrid, the intelligent love interest, and her autistic brother, Little Pete. Astrid was a great disappointment to me as a character, as she existed only to be Sam’s supportive lady love and damsel in distress. We were repeatedly told that she is the smartest person in the FAYZ, but the most proactive thing she did was use her intelligence to pick a really good place to wait for Sam to rescue her. Most of her time in the book was spent caring for her little brother.


Little Pete was revealed to have caused the FAYZ by using his extraordinary mutant powers to make the adults disappear. I don’t know enough about ableism to comment thoughtfully on his portrayal, but I know enough that it makes me uncomfortable. I have a sneaking suspicion that the author made him autistic in order to make him seem “mysterious” and “weird”, and he seems much more like a plot device than an actual character. His autism reduces him to little more than a silent MacGuffin, easily used and exploited by the other characters.

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Another major character is Lana Lazar, a girl with the power to heal injuries. We were told she was “defiant,” but she never actually exhibited defiance, probably because she spent most of her time in the story as someone’s prisoner. Most of her dialogue consisted of screaming for help or crying.

I would like to acknowledge Mary, Dahra, and Albert, my favorite characters in the book. These three understood what needed to be done to keep things going and took charge, doing the jobs no one wanted to do. Mary cared for babies and toddlers, Dahra started a hospital, and Albert took charge of the town’s McDonalds. They represented the best part of the book for me: just seeing how these kids survived and adapted to such a strange scenario. I wish there had been more of that. Even this, though, supported gender roles, as the male character used his intelligence to innovate and start a business, while the women are shoved into caregiving roles.

And of course, the villains, Caine, Drake, and Diana. These three were almost cartoonish in their egregious evilness. Caine came off as more smarmy and annoying than threatening, and Drake, while dangerous, seemed a little flat. Diana had some interesting character development, though, and I am excited to see more of her.

The real villain of the series, of course, is the Darkness. The Darkness drove the most intense plot thread of the book: what happens when Sam turns fifteen? Will he disappear like the others? This is the part that kept me on the edge of my seat, reading until the end. But even the Darkness had its weaknesses. Unlike the Beast from Lord of the Flies, or Stephen King’s supernatural menaces, the Darkness wasn’t terrifying, grotesque, symbolic, or even a little bit creepy. In this book, all it did was sit in a cave and be evil.

So, I have said a lot of negative things about this book. But, hard as it may be to believe, I did somewhat enjoy it. I loved the premise, I liked the writing, and I’m excited to see where the series goes. But I didn’t LOVE it the way I thought I would. It didn’t live up to all of my expectations, and as a result, I judged it harshly. And, from a feminist point of view, it had some problems. The racial representation was good (Edilio is Latino, Albert is black, there are two other named black characters, Lana is part Cherokee, and I think Dahra is Indian), but all of the major female characters are caretakers and helpless damsels (in this book, anyway). I give it a grudging Good, but know that the next book, Hunger (which I will be reviewing next), is much better.

Disagree with me? Want to say something about my writing? Please comment! I would LOVE some constructive criticism.

Want a second opinion? Here are some other reviews of this book on WordPress:




Ratings System

It has come to my attention that I have not yet created a ratings system for the books I will be reviewing.  Or more accurately, I have, but haven’t yet explained it.  Here are the different rankings I will be giving books:

Great– These are the books I love.  The books I couldn’t live without.  The books that I will gush and gush about.  The books that changed my life in some great way.  These are not your run-of-the-mill books.  These are a cut above the rest.  Needless to say, you should read every book in this category.

Very Good– These books were gripping and/or fun.  They made me laugh, cry, or scream.  They made me tear frantically through the pages to get to the end.  While I love these books and highly recommend them, they are missing that certain something that would bump them up to “great.”

Good– These books were all right.  I enjoyed reading them, I suppose, but they’re nothing special.  There wasn’t anything particularly wrong with them.  The poor things tried, but they couldn’t quite make it.  Sure, read them, but only if you have nothing better to do.

Not So Good– These books were rather mediocre.  Sure, there may have been a redeeming quality or two.  Perhaps there was a fun character, or a fascinating concept.  All in all, though, they were not enjoyable reads.  If you happen to come across one at the library, go ahead and read it, but I wouldn’t spend money on it.

Bad– These books are, in some way, AWFUL.  Maybe they’re riddled with plot holes, or they’re long without being entertaining, or their message is laid on a little too thick.  Whatever it is, they’re unpleasant, and they stink of rotting creativity.  If you see any of these books, back away slowly and take deep breaths.  If these books approach you, try playing dead.

The Face on the Milk Carton: When Books Reach Their Expiration Dates


I picked this book up several months ago, when I first had the idea to start a book review blog.  I wrote a review soon after I read it, but I no longer agree with everything I wrote.  So I cobbled together an impression based on my old review and the summary of the book on Wikipedia.  It may not be the best review I’ve written, but this is the book that gave me the idea for this blog.  I felt like it was important.

So.  The Face On The Milk Carton by Caroline Cooney.  An intriguing premise: A teenaged girl named Janie sees a picture of herself on a milk carton next to the words “Missing Person.”  She tries to uncover the sordid, complicated truth of her past, but the secrets cause her stress and put a strain on her relationship with her boyfriend.  It absolutely sounds like something I would read and enjoy.  But is it any good?  Well…

I will give this book credit.  It was very clever.  The plot was engrossing, and I was on the edge of my seat the whole time (if you’ll pardon the cliché).  I wanted to find out who Janie’s real parents were, and where she came from.  The answers to these questions, too, were unexpected.  I felt like the ending was satisfying, and worth the suspense.

Despite all of this, there were two things that prevent me from calling this book “good.”  One is that the writing is…annoying, I suppose, would be the best way to put it.  The main character’s thoughts are repetitive and grating, and the dialogue is stilted, unrealistic, and awkward.  Cooney seems to be trying very hard to paint Janie as a “normal teenage girl,” perhaps to make her odd situation more relatable.  Unfortunately, she fails in this, as Janie does not talk or act remotely like any teenage girl I know.  She uses outdated terms and phrases (such as “don’t let’s do that”), and her only interests are shopping and boys.

The other thing about this book that I didn’t like was Janie’s relationship with Reeve.  Reeve is her older (MUCH older, if I remember correctly) boyfriend, who lives next door.  Their relationship is unrealistic and awkward. It starts rather randomly (Reeve suddenly pulls her under a pile of leaves and kisses her) and continues in the same fashion.  They will go from deciding to just be friends to preening each other and talking about sex in the space of paragraphs, with little to no explanation.  It reads much more like a teenager’s fantasy of a relationship than an actual relationship.

And then there’s the fact that Reeve is constantly trying to have sex with Janie.  He pesters her about it constantly, even if she is under a lot of stress or clearly uncomfortable with his suggestions.  At one point, he even breaks up with her because of this, then immediately begins dating an older girl (who presumably puts out).  The really disturbing thing, however, is Janie’s response.  She blames herself for not wanting to have sex with Reeve, and the novel agrees with her.  After the breakup, for example, she responds with, “What mattered to Reeve, thought Janie, [was] being first in somebody’s life.  I put [my problems] first.  He took it for a long time, considering” (p. 169).  What does this tell teenagers reading this book? Always put your boyfriend first, no matter what.  If you’re going through an emotionally tough time in your life, too bad.  The boyfriend still comes first, otherwise he’ll break up with you and date someone more sexually available (oh, and forget about sexual boundaries.  Just do whatever he wants.  Resistance is futile).

This, and some blink-and-you’ll-miss-it fat-shaming and homophobia, make this book a distinctly anti-feminist read.  The negative and problematic messages, coupled with the awkward writing, made this book irksome and downright unpleasant.  My verdict?  Not So Great.  There are several better books out there.  Leave this one on the shelf.

Thank you for reading.  I would very much appreciate any feedback and constructive criticism about my writing and my thoughts about the book.  This is a learning process for me, and I appreciate your help!  My review of Gone will be up by the end of the week.