Book 19: Saint Anything by Sarah Dessen

Oddly enough I have read almost every book Sarah Dessen has written. Even more oddly is that I haven’t exactly loved any of them, though I didn’t exactly hate them either. Unlike Sarah Dessen’s other books, Saint Anything dealt with some pretty serious issues, so I had high hopes for it. It tells the story of a well off girl who’s older brother makes a series of increasingly more serious mistakes, ending in a drunk driving accident where he hits a biker. Her parents rally around him but she see’s the situation for what it was, a tragedy for another family that was her brother’s fault. While thankfully the quippy dialog was to a minimum, my issue with the book was how predictable it was. Yes it dealt with serious issues but then it wrapped it all up and resolved everything in a neat and tidy bow in the last 20 or so pages. I applaud Dessen for broaching the subjects she did, but I wish she would have kept it realistic the whole way through. 

Book 18: The Fever by Megan Abbott

I bought this book, The Fever by Megan Abbott, on a whim on a Target trip with my sister. I’m obviously behind in my book schedule and I knew from reading Dare Me last year, one of Abbott’s other books, that I could knock this out really quick. I read this in two sittings but only because I had to go to work and then sleep, otherwise it would have been a success one full sitting read. Like her other book, The Fever was a confidence building, potato chip read, and %100 what I needed. It tells the story of a small town high school that is affected by mysterious illness which only infects the teenage girls (not zombies thank god). The story pulls you in quickly and is just strange enough that you can’t put it down until you find out some answers. Very fast paced and effortless to read, which if you are in a book rut like I was is essential. Perfect vacation read. I wasn’t in the slightest bit let down. 

Book 17: Missoula by Jon Krakauer 

I don’t even know how to write a review on this. My book 17 was Missoula by Jon Krakauer, and it was actually the first book of his I’ve ever read. The trials made me sick, the people of authority made me sick, and reality of this book made me sick. How is it possible that in the 2010’s this is still the way things are. I fear for the future of things. The whole book was one “what the fuck” after another.