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one more thing...
Oh, I forgot. I spent all of yesterday reading Unbelievable, the fourth Pretty Little Liars book. I was good and didn't peek at the end to see if there was another note from A, or if they revelead who A was/is, or who killed Ali, or what. Lately I've been really, really bad at peeking at the end of books, so I knew I had to finish ASAP or I'd ruin it for myself. I doubt many of you read the same stuff I do, but if you do and the month or two it's been out hasn't given you quite enough time, I shall
HA! I KNEW it was Mona! Actually, I wasn't positive, but she was my front-runner when I read the first three books. Then months passed and I, alas, forgot much of the series, but when I started this one, I realized Mona! I will admit that I did occasionally go off on side trips, thinking maybe the red herrings thrown my way were, you know, not, but mostly.. in your face! But I will admit that I didn't see the fact that Mona got hurt when Jenna did coming. Nor did I see Jenna being in on Ali's plan that resulted in Jenna going blind.
And I will eat my non-existant hat if Ian is Ali's killer. Honestly, I'd rather know who killed Ali than Mona was A, but I think I was ready to kill someone at the end of book three because Hanna knew, and then bam! Cliff-hanger.
[and the fact that A knew all of Ali's secrets because Maya's family threw Ali's diary out? Ob-vi-ous.]
So. Ian, not Ali's killer. Or, at least, not the only one. Spencer remembering a girl gasping, the fact that in these books Ian would have confessed, Ali saying something along the lines of wishing she would go away? I'm wondering if Ali had a sister or something.
And I'll admit it, the 90120/Melrose Place part of me is waiting for Ali to be alive and some other girl to have died in her place. But I would imagine that their parents would have raised high holy hell and we'd have heard about it.
I also finished Ambition, the latest Private novel over the weekend. Once again, Reed manages to do herself more harm than good. I can see why she didn't tell Noelle about hooking up with Dash but not telling Noelle, or even Sabine, about the crazy things going on? All that did was further push Reed into paranoia-ville and lose any and all sympathy points she'd actually need when Noelle found out. DUMBASS. It's sad. I started the series really liking Reed for the most part, but I swear, as each book ends, I find myself wishing someone would bitch-slap some sense into her. I still Love Noelle, although my brain has decided she's a glam-Kristy for some reason, and I love Sabine, but the two do not mix, and both are too smart for Reed. Oi.
Why, oh why, can't I get through a book these days without wanting to smack my main character for being an idiot? Is it because they must do something completely and utterly stupid to be relatable? Am I unwilling to overlook imperfection when it's something I myself might do? Or worse, something I wouldn't ever-ever-ever do for one reason or another? Or is it just one of those things where you've got to dumb things down in parts to keep the back of the class happy? Speaking from the back of the class, I beg you to give me something to strive for. Believe in. Make me think the world is a better place, not the hellhole I know it to be. In other words...
Lie to me.
HA! I KNEW it was Mona! Actually, I wasn't positive, but she was my front-runner when I read the first three books. Then months passed and I, alas, forgot much of the series, but when I started this one, I realized Mona! I will admit that I did occasionally go off on side trips, thinking maybe the red herrings thrown my way were, you know, not, but mostly.. in your face! But I will admit that I didn't see the fact that Mona got hurt when Jenna did coming. Nor did I see Jenna being in on Ali's plan that resulted in Jenna going blind.
And I will eat my non-existant hat if Ian is Ali's killer. Honestly, I'd rather know who killed Ali than Mona was A, but I think I was ready to kill someone at the end of book three because Hanna knew, and then bam! Cliff-hanger.
[and the fact that A knew all of Ali's secrets because Maya's family threw Ali's diary out? Ob-vi-ous.]
So. Ian, not Ali's killer. Or, at least, not the only one. Spencer remembering a girl gasping, the fact that in these books Ian would have confessed, Ali saying something along the lines of wishing she would go away? I'm wondering if Ali had a sister or something.
And I'll admit it, the 90120/Melrose Place part of me is waiting for Ali to be alive and some other girl to have died in her place. But I would imagine that their parents would have raised high holy hell and we'd have heard about it.
I also finished Ambition, the latest Private novel over the weekend. Once again, Reed manages to do herself more harm than good. I can see why she didn't tell Noelle about hooking up with Dash but not telling Noelle, or even Sabine, about the crazy things going on? All that did was further push Reed into paranoia-ville and lose any and all sympathy points she'd actually need when Noelle found out. DUMBASS. It's sad. I started the series really liking Reed for the most part, but I swear, as each book ends, I find myself wishing someone would bitch-slap some sense into her. I still Love Noelle, although my brain has decided she's a glam-Kristy for some reason, and I love Sabine, but the two do not mix, and both are too smart for Reed. Oi.
Why, oh why, can't I get through a book these days without wanting to smack my main character for being an idiot? Is it because they must do something completely and utterly stupid to be relatable? Am I unwilling to overlook imperfection when it's something I myself might do? Or worse, something I wouldn't ever-ever-ever do for one reason or another? Or is it just one of those things where you've got to dumb things down in parts to keep the back of the class happy? Speaking from the back of the class, I beg you to give me something to strive for. Believe in. Make me think the world is a better place, not the hellhole I know it to be. In other words...
Lie to me.