Abandoned by Booklikes
Government drone by day and book lover and geek girl by night!
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Reading progress update: I've read 7%.
Oh God. I can't. The writing. The writing is so so so bad.
“Who cares?” Blair said, stamping her foot. She was wearing her new black ballet flats. Very bow-tie proper preppy, which she could get away with because she could change her mind in an instant and put on her trashy, pointed, knee-high boots and that sexy metallic skirt her mother hated. Poof—rock star sex kitten. Meow.
There's too many things happening in these sentences.
"Nate turned redder than the upholstery on the eighteenth-century French chaise next to him."
Can you just say that Nate turned red???
“Absolutely,” Cyrus Rose said. He clasped Nate’s shoulder with a fleshy hand. Around his wrist was one of those gold Cartier cuff bracelets that you screw on and never take off—very popular in the 1980s and not so popular now, unless you’ve actually bought into that whole ’80s revival thing. Hello?"
Seriously you get confused about who is speaking. The Gossip Girl or is it Blair?
"They were like the emeralds in the cufflinks her father wore with his tux when he went to the opera."
Brain shorts out.
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