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Valentino Oreste Oreste itibaren Kuchibera, Jharkhand, Hindistan

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Bunu beyaz zakkum kadar sevmedim, ama sanırım bunun nedeni biraz fazla büyümüş, hatta hakkında bir şeyler okuduğum için. Yine de, tahmin edilebilirse eğlenceli bir okuma.

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İnanılmaz bir hikaye. Seni bir sürü "ne yaparım" bırakan bir kitap ....

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** spoiler alert ** Well, I was actually a little surprised by my disappointment with this book. As another reviewer said, and I am totally paraphrasing, the whole of the book was good, but the last 66 pages was terrible. The last part of the book was probably more engrossing than the rest, in terms of it being a page-turner, but the was the book actually ended left much to be desired. It left me wondering what exactly the point of the whole book even was. *****Here's where the SPOILERS begin!!!***** The book took its first weird turn when Dr Papineau died. I had a hard time imagining where the story was going to go from there. When Edgar meets Henry Lamb, the story got a little interesting, but still seemed unsure of where it was going. I really think it's the whole Hamlet thing that messes it up - no one ever mentioned that similarity to me before, but of course Edgar's father's ghost telling him he was killed by his brother, and his brother's relationship with Edgar's mom, sort of makes it clear. So maybe the whole entire story is supposed to track Hamlet, and I just haven't read it in long enough to know for sure. I guess Almondine could be Ophelia . . . Anyway, if it is supposed to be a Hamlet retelling, what is the point of the dogs? I felt that question was never really fully answered. This book definitely felt like it could have been better, in someone else's hands.

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I have mixed feelings on this series as a whole. It starts off weak, but it starts to pick up towards the end by throwing a few different surprises. Which…really, a book series shouldn’t work that way. It should start strong and try to end strong. My biggest problem with Queen of Babble as a whole is that its bland. Generic characters, generic situations. Reading it feels like eating out at an Applebee’s—the food is good, but you’ve had it before and there’s nothing that really wows you. I will give Lizzie a point for actually being passionate about something—restoring vintage clothing—and having it play a huge role in the series. Otherwise, she’s a by-the-numbers chick lit heroine whose main goal is to get married and pop out several kids. (But not right away!) The fact that Luke is considerably well-off does not help, either. I’m really not a fan of the Cinderella concept in a lot of chick lit, wherein the love interest is financially well-off, or a big businessman or what have you. I’d like to see something where it’s two normal people falling in love and the money doesn’t play a huge role in either character’s aspirations. Luke’s “evil” girlfriend, Dominque, is another huge sticking point. She comes off as so obviously money-hungry that the only reason that she and Luke were ever together is because of her augmentation. And tangent, I’m not a fan of vapid cosmetic surgery, but can we please stop using that to label other women as bad? This is a huge problem that shows up in a lot of Meg Cabot’s books (I had a big problem with this in one of the Boy novels)—once you get down to the motives of the “bad” girls and the heroines, they’re pretty much interchangeable. We should be able to root for the heroine because she’s likeable, not because she’s plain or reads tabloid magazines or isn’t afraid to pig out once in a while (and then berate herself for twenty pages after that). Finally, the book takes place in London and the south of France, but it never feels like it. I can understand not seeing London in a larger role, as it’s only important to the first fifty pages, but the Mirac scenes are a let-down. There’s a large description of the house, but it never feels like “Hey! We’re all in France!” It’s like the book was set in a large country house staffed with Francophiles. Even the short trip to Sarlaut is lacking in description. Not only is setting a major part of any book, but especially if it’s supposed to be a travelogue. And when I can’t feel like I’m in the south of France with the characters, then the author is really failing. There are parts of the book I like. I like the main characters for the most part. There’s some funny moments. I like aspects of Lizzie’s character, particularly how she’s not ashamed to sleep with her boyfriend and have quickies at various times of the day. But the bland and the repetition of so many chick lit tropes overshadow the plot that I really can’t ignore it. I like it, and at the same time, I want more from the writing.