Starting to clear out my backlog of books I started, then put down and forgot to pick back up

9/10 for prose, feels like a Kodak in book form, with that said:

I fear i need a man to explain to me the male perspective that's here, because what do you mean.

I have many a non sequitur thought, but boils down to feeling so aimless (to a frustrating degree) that i fear i don't understand the point:

- as mentioned, Kodak film if it was a book - there's the constant reiteration that you never truly know another person - I don't really care about the girls, and don't understand why they're worth obsessing over (or is it just being tragic figures that were/are unattainable). to that, why is this whole group of boys so obsessed with people so unknown to them - i don't care for the narration choice of these (now middle-aged) men thinking about them decades later (why does it seems like these men haven't developed/moved past it? it's not about them). it doesn't read as "hauntingly beautiful" or whatever. ambiguity/not knowing doesn't make it better/more deep?? the girls died and now it's about these random men's feelings & projections, great

Like sure there's nuances and other symbolism I've left untouched (namely, the tragedy of the sisters, and the "baggage", so to speak, of those remaining), but my reaction continues to be ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

tldr: i think I'm too much of a substance reader vs a vibe reader

Contains spoilers

Something for this didn't fully click with me. I understand the broader attempt at being uplifting and motivational, and the general feel-good aspect to it.

I balk at the premise that depression is a direct result from the choices you make in life, and that it's simply an attitude adjustment to fix, or that in the process of making better choices, it would be resolved. Or that the final notion of “life is wonderful, appreciate what you have, isn’t life beautiful and messy and amazing” will single-handedly solve it in any way. (Sidebar: Should we romanticize life more? Yes.)

It is also not the culmination of regretful choices.

It is a nice nod to the fact that grass is typically never greener on the other side, but i recognize that i am more than likely not the target demographic for this book, who would gain an appreciation from it, and would find this helpful/properly uplifting.

So hard to be trope-savvy when it’s magical

I must now go listen to the audiobook, to get the full experience

Kinda felt like Final Destination in book form, while feeling like a typical tropey And Then There Were None throughout

Lots more telling than showing here (similar to how I feel about horror movies), but pace was fast ish so not as bothered by it

Halfway through it kinda felt like being told the story, but someone was misremembering details/aspects to the it causing it to feel like 90% the same people, but with something missing


Though, a part of me is here for the immediate “do now think later” type of vengeance

29 books with the same character in the same series is prob a few too many

These kinds of books aren't known for their character development (which is fine with me, i don't necessarily read them for the character development) somehow this book has even less

A bit disappointed the author used the “failed to check for trackers” trope (one of my least favorite, alongside the miscommunication one), but happy it was addressed before getting to the car chase/finding the McGuffin part (i prob read way too many of these kinds of books).

Too many story beats have been executed in the same way in far better books recently - it's also easy to pick out the parts that were done better in books like Verity (

They weren't wrong when they said this was a female Dexter; the “smoke” execution was better done in the Dexter books with the “dark passenger”

The Silent Patient meets Sleeping Beauty - if you told me this was someone's attempt at rewriting Alex Michaelides from memory but including many more references to the 2020s, I'd believe you

I'm not nearly intellectual enough to understand the book, the rave reviews of this book, or how it won multiple prizes. A slog to get through after the first bit, and simply repetitive after the first third.

A low fantasy, timey wimey thing that gives a twist on “knowledge is power”

A must read if you have any sort of interest in the history of how cell research (like stem cells) and general science advancements came to be, from the exploitation common of the time.

Truly Gene Wilder's Willy Wonka but books & riddles

Last 5% still doesn't make up for the first 95%

More convoluted than the inheritance games at times but didn't pick until 300 pages in

Totally predictable if you're familiar with the typical tropes used for the genre.

All in all an ok read.

Written in a much drier and factual manner than both Dean Jobb's “Dr. Cream” book as well as books by Michelle McNamara & Truman Capote. Nonetheless, still an enjoyable read which lets us have a view at the “real” Bonnie & Clyde and who they were without the Americana legend