Google+ Reading Teen: Dear TWISTED FATE . . .

Tuesday, January 20, 2015


from Becca
by Norah Olson
Hardcover: 272 pages
Publisher: Katherine Tegen Books (January 20, 2015)
Language: English
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Two sisters. One mysterious boy.

Ally and Sydney couldn't be more different—one shy, the other popular and outgoing—and when a new boy moves in next door, tensions between the sisters escalate. Graham is attractive, peculiar, and perhaps a little dangerous, and both girls are drawn to him in ways they can't quite explain. As each girl's relationship with Graham unfolds, the more complicated the truth becomes—until a shocking encounter turns their sleepy coastal town upside down and questions everything the sisters thought they knew about themselves and each other. 
Dear Twisted Fate,

Let me just say, you were a weird one. Maybe mind-boggling is a better word? I don't really know at this point, because after finishing you, my mind is still whirling and winding and twisting....Pardon the pun, will ya? 

You follow the story of Sydney and Allyson Tate, two sisters who are complete opposites. Syd being the girl who is mostly into the bad stuff..i.e. drugs, smoking, skipping class, etc. and Allyson being the preppy good girl who does all the right things until everything and everyone's opinions get all mixed up when Graham, a strange boy who films everything, moves in next door. Syd thinks Graham is a creeper, but somehow still develops a tiny crush with him, and Allyson thinks Syd is crazy for thinking Graham is weird, and ultimately falls head over heels for him. What follows is a twisted story where you wonder who is really who, who did what, and what the heck is going on?

Those last three sentences are no exaggeration either, Twisted Fate. At first, you started off pretty solid, but quickly started changing to several different POVs, most of which I felt weren't necessarily needed. They skewed your timeline and made you even more confusing than you already were. I mean, I get that the 7-8 POVs you had were to add suspense, but they ultimately just added confusion to your reader. You had me rushing through your pages, but not for the reasons I usually love to rush through a book. I just wanted to know what the heck was going on with you mostly, but the more I read, the more confused I became. It frustrated me that I wasn't able to develop a connection with any of your characters either, and the sudden fascination everyone had with Graham. I could tell he was different. I wish more of your POVs from Graham would have exposed more about his character, why he was so attached to his camera, more about his mental illness, what he was doing with his films, what more of the films were, what he was getting in exchange for those films, and more that I can't discuss because of spoilers of epic proportions. I also didn't understand why everyone called Sydney 'Tate', and her chapter headers were labeled Syd or Sydney. I wish your author would've committed to one name for her. 

I didn't necessarily hate you, Twisted Fate, but I didn't love you either. I liked that you were somewhat fast paced, other than the fact that your plot didn't seem solid enough for me. I think the only part that is making me think I enjoyed you more is your ending, which is.....cray cray cray. It needs three cray's because it's so cray. And even after finishing, I'm still not entirely sure what happened. It's hinted at throughout the book, so I kind of saw it coming, but I still don't technically understand it all. Mostly my mind is full of question marks buzzing around inside my brain, begging me to figure you out. 

I had a lot more hope for you, Twisted Fate. You had the makings of a great story, but it was just poorly executed. I can't say who would really enjoy you, because I honestly don't know. Maybe if someone was looking to have their mind blown but not expecting you to be the best book ever then they should pick you up, and have an open mind. I almost want to reread you to see if I understand you better, but I didn't enjoy you enough the first time around to do that. Plus the boy in the book was uber creepy and creepy does not equal swoony in Becca's book boyfriend criteria. With a grim pout on my face, I have to give you two stars, because while you had me hooked wanting to know all the who-dun-its, you didn't blow me out of the water with wanting to book push you. 
Color Me Confuzzled,

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