Entangled

I have no readers for this offshoot of my blog. I kinda like that. I think I ramble and go off on a tangent without concluding my original point too much anyway.

So, I've been reading a lot. I haven't been on my computer so much. Most of what I've read has been teen stuff, chic lit. I'll probably write about some of those books later.

Entangled is the lastest book I've read, and therefore the freshest in my mind, and therefore the book I'll be talking about.

I seem to read a few books like Entangled. Like, By The Time You Read This, I'll Be Dead was in a similar vein. Some moments in the House of Night series.

It's about this girl who cuts. And at the start of the novel, she does it while trying to kill herself, then meets this entity called Ethan and somehow lands in this white room (which makes me think, maybe I should check out that book Rooms, supposed to be good and in the same vein) and all there is in the room is a bed, a desk, a chair, pens and paper. And she writes what led her to the point of waking in this room. I could kinda tell where it was heading early on, but the characters are so well written that you get suckered in anyway. Grace, the lead character, her voice is really strong. I wish I could write Lambrini a bit more like that, but she's got to get her head together first, really.

It ends with her starting to come around in hospital, and the ending had me crying, the way her mother talked to her at the end, and her sort-of friend. Less her best friend and boyfriend (they were the cause of her trying to kill herself in the first place). I like the author, Cat Clarke, I'd read her stuff again.