Angelfall Book 3: 'End of days' by Susan Ee (disappointment)

Aaaah!

That's quite a start. Right?

There is one single thought pestering my mind, ever since I was on the first few pages of the book: I did not, and repeat, I did NOT expect to see the word 'nipple' in this series. The book was beyond that, the characters were beyond that, the author was beyond that. So, why???

Other than that.
General impression after finishing the book: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!"

Nothing in this book is what it was supposed to be. First, the plot: couldn't keep me interested. On "Angelfall" I couldn't wait to get back to the book. On "End of days" I couldn't wait to end it, so as to end my misery. Or sorts. Too much hell, too much blood, too many locusts.

[spoiler alert]
And the characters? Penryn as the leader of the Resistance (ok, let's bypass that). And Raffe, selfish enough to satisfy his urge of the moment, and surrender to his passion, disregarding thus the feelings of Penryn. "Yes, I want you, but no, I don't want you". Speaking about hot and cold.

And don't let me get started about the ending. We spent an enormous amount of time in hell (literally), watching the fallen angels be punished and chased by demons, because they had had daughters of men, and the conclusion of the story is that Raffe decides (out of the blue, on the 97% of the book) that he is not perfect anyway, so why bother? Let's give this thing a try. Dah!!!

I said it before, I say it again. Stop on the first book people!

Don't write sequels.

Impress us with something new...!

Aaaah!

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Perhaps even beautiful.

"Unteachable" by Leah Raeder

There's one, and I mean only one, thing that I find impractical about my Kindle. I cannot see actual page numbers, just percentage. So I cannot know exactly how long is one book, I just realize from the time I spend reading it, whether it is big or not.

The book in discussion now, seemed endless. It kept dragging on and on and on. 

Not everything was bad about it. I loved the first chapter. And this is an important accomplishment for a writer: get a great start. A great first sentence, a great first chapter. This is what the reader gets a glimpse of, before buying the book. But what about after that??

To be honest, I think it is a poor choice of this writer, to write this kind of book. Personal opinion, OK. But really, she has a sharp mind and a skillful tongue. Why waste it on describing a lukewarm love affair and a bunch of sex scenes? In which type of book also, I believe she fails. You see, the clue on YA romance books is the anticipation. You want the two protagonists to get together, they don't, and that's what makes you wanna keep reading. When the mail character/so called 'teacher' of our story, gives in to his desire so easily, without any restrictions or reservations, and then you just read nearly half a book about get together s on motels, I think there is not much story to want to follow. And there is not so much respect for the characters either. Or empathy. There had to be something more. And what there was, was not enough. 

This book didn't do it for me. At all. And I quit reading it. No, I am not ashamed to admit, I drop out of things occasionally when I lose interest. And I don't feel like a quitter. It's just that there are so many more things to do, so many books to read. 

Just the way things are.

Nice night to wherever the sun is hiding...

The girl on the train

First things first: It takes a lot of patience, persistence and thought, to write a book like this. That said, I found this book ugly. 

Let me be clear. The characters were very well-studied, and I think I can say that they were very consistent to their personalities. But... Thinking about what bothered me in the book, I believe it was that all characters were deeply flawed. Not that we all aren't, but it takes a protagonist of a story to have some sort of good qualities in order for you to like them, sympathize with them, feel for them, and eventually come to love their story. Or if the main heroes are twisted or plainly unlucky/stupid (see "Gone girl"), aka not particularly likable, then at least the plot must be somewhat special in order to save the book. And unfortunately this was not the case here. 

Let's start with hello.

Hello, then.

I'm Zelyss. With a double 's' in the end.

I am an artist.

And so many other things...

This is my blog. Yes, you will see here several tips regarding the way I paint or make my dolls, glimpses of my process, even bad attempts that I prefer to forget about. Hopefully you will see me evolving as time passes.

But a blog is kind of a journal, a sort of diary if you prefer. And this means that I will put here other pieces of myself also. Things I liked, things I didn't like. Books I read and loved, movies I hated, pictures that inspired me, thoughts that made me sad. Of course you may not want to read about them, you may not care at all, there are certainly better ways to spend your time. But although, reading my thoughts and concerns may disinterest you, I suggest (if you don't despise writing, that is) to do the same yourself. Write your thoughts. Not for public view necessarily. But writing, like reading, like painting, like listening to music, has a magic way of comforting the soul. Plus it keeps pieces of your life alive for longer than your brain certainly can.

So there. Part of me already here. Typed on the above words.

Currently reading: 'Girl on the train'
Currently painting: 'Osiris and the ostrich'

Coming back with comments on the first and photos of the second really soon.

So long,

Zelyss