Unteachable
Ratings16
Average rating3.3
This is not my genre at all, but I read it upon my friend’s insistence. I’ve made it a habit not to read blurbs on any books recommended to me, so I was not aware of the genre going into it. Sorry to say this just wasn’t my cup of tea. In my opinion, it felt like the writer tried too hard to write beautiful prose so that the reader could feel and imagine everything the protagonist was going through. It was beautiful at first, but a little over the top; how many ways can one describe having mind-blowing sex before the reader stops and thinks to him/herself, “alright, I get the picture.” At least you get a story line and characters that have brains in this one. If you’d like to read a smarter version of Fifty Shades, sans the violence, try this one on for size.
This is not my genre at all, but I read it upon my friend’s insistence. I’ve made it a habit not to read blurbs on any books recommended to me, so I was not aware of the genre going into it. Sorry to say this just wasn’t my cup of tea. In my opinion, it felt like the writer tried too hard to write beautiful prose so that the reader could feel and imagine everything the protagonist was going through. It was beautiful at first, but a little over the top; how many ways can one describe having mind-blowing sex before the reader stops and thinks to him/herself, “alright, I get the picture.” At least you get a story line and characters that have brains in this one. If you’d like to read a smarter version of Fifty Shades, sans the violence, try this one on for size.
Word candy; prose magic. How do simple letters form simple words that sink into me like teeth and gnaw me raw while I delight in every sublimely torturous shard? I'm high and dazed from the poetry of Leah Raeder's own pièce de résistance. Author, who ARE YOU?! And just thank you for giving us this.
Maise is in that transitory time between a childhood that's seen too much, been stripped away too soon, and the experience and awareness of actual adulthood. She is such an old soul juxtaposed with naivety and youth. We, as readers, are given the occasional conspiratorial hindsight from Maise, adding the perfect amount of suspense and tension.
I happened to have an interesting collection of somewhat fitting music I was going through while reading but I'll just leave these few.
Troye Sivan - Bite
W. Darling - Hunting Happiness
Tender - Belong
Word candy; prose magic. How do simple letters form simple words that sink into me like teeth and gnaw me raw while I delight in every sublimely torturous shard? I'm high and dazed from the poetry of Leah Raeder's own pièce de résistance. Author, who ARE YOU?! And just thank you for giving us this.
Maise is in that transitory time between a childhood that's seen too much, been stripped away too soon, and the experience and awareness of actual adulthood. She is such an old soul juxtaposed with naivety and youth. We, as readers, are given the occasional conspiratorial hindsight from Maise, adding the perfect amount of suspense and tension.
I happened to have an interesting collection of somewhat fitting music I was going through while reading but I'll just leave these few.
Troye Sivan - Bite
W. Darling - Hunting Happiness
Tender - Belong
This is not my genre at all, but I read it upon my friend’s insistence. I’ve made it a habit not to read blurbs on any books recommended to me, so I was not aware of the genre going into it. Sorry to say this just wasn’t my cup of tea. In my opinion, it felt like the writer tried too hard to write beautiful prose so that the reader could feel and imagine everything the protagonist was going through. It was beautiful at first, but a little over the top; how many ways can one describe having mind-blowing sex before the reader stops and thinks to him/herself, “alright, I get the picture.” At least you get a story line and characters that have brains in this one. If you’d like to read a smarter version of Fifty Shades, sans the violence, try this one on for size.
This is not my genre at all, but I read it upon my friend’s insistence. I’ve made it a habit not to read blurbs on any books recommended to me, so I was not aware of the genre going into it. Sorry to say this just wasn’t my cup of tea. In my opinion, it felt like the writer tried too hard to write beautiful prose so that the reader could feel and imagine everything the protagonist was going through. It was beautiful at first, but a little over the top; how many ways can one describe having mind-blowing sex before the reader stops and thinks to him/herself, “alright, I get the picture.” At least you get a story line and characters that have brains in this one. If you’d like to read a smarter version of Fifty Shades, sans the violence, try this one on for size.