4.5 Stars out of 5
Everyone has secrets, right? What really matters is how far you would go to protect them.
Published on May 30th 2017, “One of Us Is Lying” is the debut novel of American author Karen M. McManus. Described as “The Breakfast Club” meets “Pretty Little Liars”, the novel centres around the murder mystery in a California high school. One afternoon, five students enter detention but only four leave alive. Simon, the creator of a notorious gossip app plaguing Bayview High School, has an allergic reaction and dies in hospital – only the investigative team involved say his death was no accident and that each of the four students in the room at the time had motive to keep Simon quiet.
“One of Us Is Lying” is one of those rare contemporary novels that swoops in out of nowhere and creates a genuinely compelling narrative in which you, the reader, have no idea what is going to happen next.
1 out of 5 stars
The Catcher in the Rye is a coming-of-age novel written by J.D. Salinger in 1951. Set in 1949, the story is told from the perspective of Holden Caulfield – a teenaged boy recently kicked out of his fourth school – as he enters a major existential crisis on his way home.
I have a genuine dislike for this book for so many reasons – and the biggest one is Holden. Continue reading
For day twenty-one, I wasn’t entirely sure what I was going to write about. The theme says to pick a book that is poetic, but I wasn’t sure whether that literally meant a poetry book or just a book that I found poetic in some way shape or form.
Hands down this is going to be the easiest topic to talk about so far because if there is one thing that I am good about when it comes to talking about books, it’s talking about what I hated in shitty books.
I can honestly say that I don’t ever really think about the plots of books for too long after I’ve read them. I will, naturally, get that feeling of longing after a book has been completed (if it was a good book), wanting more of the world I had just left behind – but I don’t tend to think about the plots all too often.
We have another topic that should be fairly easy for me to talk about today, because the challenge wants me to pick a novel from a genre that I don’t often read – therefore, I have a limited choice in what I can write about.
We’re delving more into the favourite category with day seventeen of the challenge, and today is a topic that I’ve been looking forward to because it was pretty easy for me to narrow it down.
Today is the day of classics!
Day sixteen is going to be a slightly odd one because we have to talk about a favourite book romance – and if I’m being entirely honest, in recent years I have come to tire of book romances…
Even as a little kid, I really enjoyed reading. I don’t really remember what kinds of books I read back in Infant’s School but I know I read a lot. I have vague memories of lunchtimes spent in the library devouring one book after another, and of a teacher talking to my mother during parent’s day about my reading level being at least three years older than my actual age group. I remember sitting in the seat beside my mother, looking up at her as my teacher asked her if I’d read “War and Peace” yet simply because of how many books I’d gone through in the school’s library.
I really feel as though my own powers of interpretation have been put to the test over the past four days because, in some ways, the recent segments of the challenge could be construed as alternatives of the same subjects. A book that makes you happy, makes you laugh. A book that makes you sad, and now a book that makes you cry.