Monday, September 21, 2015

From Bad To Cursed

    I have returned to the blogoshpere, munchkins. I hope you're not mentally deficient and can sense that the above title is the book I have come (forced at gunpoint) to review. It's the second book in the Bad Girls Don't Die series, and probably my favorite, but I haven't read the third one in a long time so hmmm.
    These books disappoint me with their non-scariness. But then again, I'm the kinda person that watches Scream and Saw as play date movies. I'm a horror freak. So it's no surprise that a book probably targeted to 6th to 9th graders doesn't affect me. While I technically fall into that category, I was reading eighth grade books in the fourth grade, and now in the ninth I read college books. Woo hoo. 
    In this book, we see some repercussions from the first book. Kasey has been in a mental institution as a cover up, the family house is unbearably, sterile white, and Alexis is at her best. She has a best friend and her boyfriend Carter and all this ghost junk is behind her. She's normal.
    But then Lydia, queen of the Doom Squad messes it all up.
    Around one of the first few nights of Kasey being back from her mental institution field trip (which are not actually that bad), Alexis lets her tag along to a party. And then someone whips out a Ouija board.
    Side note: Ouija, the movie, was so totally lame.
    And then Kasey, who has, of course, become the resident freak, makes a rag tag group of friends to hang around with. Alexis' character arc has landed her in a kind of shallow, boring, popular zone for now, so she doesn't care. Not until it's too late.
    Kasey and her three friends let something loose at a sleepover one night. They call Alexis, asking her to help look for the dog. 
    It's not a dog they set loose.
    At this point, some sense has been jarred into Alexis' stupidly pink head. She picks at it a little, but never gets too much information. It's starting to worry her. One girl loses her cane, even though she has a degenerative disease that has rendered her body shutting down at fourteen. The four girls look prettier, and healthier, and smarter, and then they announce it- the Sunshine Club.
    Evil never sounded so yellow.
    They start recruiting and Kasey finally tells Alexis, and she and Megan (said bestie) join the club to figure out what's going on. Alexis, being her scrappy, naive self, thinks she can escape taking the oath by using her left hand instead of her right. Oh, Alexis, will you ever learn.
    Inside lives a ghost named Aralt. He's been using the Sunshine Club for hundreds of years, making women perfect, but also serving something dark. Alexis can't stand herself anymore. Her hair becomes brown and she's graceful and beautiful and perfect. The only thing that gives it away is the black tears. 
    Realizing the club is evil, she enlists Megan and Kasey's help to take it down, but it takes a lot of will power. I don't think this even happens until 4/5 into the book. The spell at the end, for the Sunshine Club to graduate, goes wrong. Turns out, surprise surprise (actual surprise) Megan is evil and Lydia's grandmother has been trying to warn them from the grave. Once again, Alender's books are flawless on foreshadowing. She weaves a masterpiece with words.
    In the end, all has been foiled and we're left with a dead Lydia and a Megan with a shattered knee. Tragic. Alexis and Carter break up. All Alexis has is her sister. And you think all is over.
    Until you see Lydia's ghost at the funeral.

    But I can't tell you too much about that. That's where the books ends. I shan't be reviewing it, for I just spent sixty dollars at Books-A-Million stockpiling five new horror books. Gleeful singing ensued. So, be looking forward to a wonderful book with a new view on changelings and the fae. If you don't know the lore, look it up! It's your homework from your generous benefactor. Now, it's late, and I like to have some time to do absolutely nothing before I go to bed. Goodnight, m'ladies and.... m'gents?

Monday, September 14, 2015

It's time... Dun dun dun...

Yay, I read a book, so now I review a book. Fun times. Sarcasm liberally applied.

Bad Girls Don't Die, by Katie Alender

     One of my favorites for a long time, I remembered with nostalgia the sense of horror and fear at the shadows of my fridge when I first read it. Looking back now, older and such, I realize it's not actually that horrifying. So sorry if that's what you wanted. But out of a sense of loyalty to it and amazement at Alender's foreshadowing skills, here it is, on my blog. (We'll get to actual horror later on)
     Once upon a time, Alexis was a normal high school rebel- a little stereotypical, to be honest. Skipping school, pink hair (rad), viscous pranks that somehow never got her suspended/expelled. I kind of admired her, in some way, the ability to just not care. Everyone could do with a dose of that probably.
    But then strange things start occurring. Like how her sister "accidentally" broke Mimi Larids arm. And Kasey, the sis, slowly receding into her shell, scared of her own shadow. To be honest, there's not a lot of build up. It dives straight into the action, sweet and simple. A few chapters in, Alexis has already become suspicious, revealed part of the ghost's back story, and had a cute boy talk to her. He's fabulous. All soft curls and realness.
    Kasey gets worse, becoming violent, with her blue eyes flashing green. It doesn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure out she's possessed. But any thoughts of this being a tame book (for the younger kids at least) vanish. Brake lines are cut, touches leave burn marks, telekinesis. The characters, setting, background, the simplest detail all weaves together in a beautiful tapestry of backstory and foreshadowing. And besides the cool characters, breaking stereotypes down bit by bit, and realistic ways of being contacted from the other side, it's my favorite part.

Rating: three and a half stars 


PEACE OUT GIRL SCOUT

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Introduction

Hi...

    Let us be clear. I am not here because I want to be here. I am here because I am being forced by my evil dictator-like computer teacher (thanks Bro. Rick). But I'm here and I've been banned from talking about anything remotely interesting. I can't even say B-U-T-T. So, were gonna talk about something which is still cool, right below shipping, politics, and a barrage of violent TV shows. Books.

"What kinda books?", one might ask.

    Well, I'm not quite sure yet. I'll probably be pulling some outta the bank of ever lasting nerd knowledge, since lately the only thing I've been reading is Destiel fan fiction (if you know what that is, and you like SPN too, you get a gold star). But we'll be bouncing around. Books about serious issues, books to make us laugh, books with minorities, well known books, lesser known books, horror books, banned books, any kind of books. 

"Okay, is this website run by an absolute coconut?"

    Yeah, no. I'm just cooler than you.

General ramblings, anyone?

    Do I actually expect anyone to read this blog? No. Do I enjoy this? Meh. Am I on tumblr? Heck to the yeah! Sarcastielx ;). Do I even have good taste in books? Um, duh. Sit down. You're pretty rad, aren't you? Good for you, you go Glen Coco! Got something right! Yeah, I'm the queen of rad. So If you actually stumble upon this, and don't immediately cringe or roll your eyes, let's uh, have a bit of fun, I guess.

Adios

    Bye now. I'm off to eat fetus chickens. I'll post whenever I can't get away with not doing my homework.