Have you ever gotten into that awful place after reading a good book where you just feel like you'll never read again? The book was just simply too good and nothing could ever match up to it?
I'm not talking about Michael Vey, in case you were wondering. I was actually talking about Marissa Meyer's books. Each time I read something written by the literary genius I feel as though I simply can read no more.
Archenemies (the second book in the Renegades trilogy 100% would recommend) came out at the beginning of November. Now I am not the type to really over the top fangirl. I will a bit but there's really only one author I go over the top for. Marissa Meyer. But to be honest, she deserves it. Her books are marvelously twisted fairytales and you can read them over and over again and discover another secretly laid out piece of the fairytale each time. For instance, the last time I read the books, I realized that Thorne was named Thorne for a reason (Marissa Meyer fans will get me there and no one else will and I'm totally ok with that. Look up Carswell Thorne if you are really confused). In saying this I am setting myself up to tell you (hopefully without sounding like an awkward teen fangirl) that I preordered Archenemies in July. And as I mentioned before, it came out in November.
Now when you are waiting for something that long and getting excited about it and rereading the first book and waiting on the doorstep, readying yourself for the UPS truck to drop off your package (I didn't actually do this but I did consider doing it), there is a much higher chance of the book not living up to standards and really letting you down.
Archenemies did not do this. Archenemies was totally awesome and I wanted more Marissa Meyer when I finished. But there was none to be had. There will be none until next year.
And so as I closed the book, I knew I would have to find something new to read. But as I looked at my bookshelves I saw nothing there that inspired me. Nothing there could possibly have lived up to Marissa Meyer's latest book.
So in desperation, I turned to a friend who suggested Michael Vey.
Now another preface must be made. I can quite often be a grammar nazi. I am not in my own writing as I feel that grammar stops the flow and incomplete sentences can often make the book sound cooler but for the most part, I will correct incorrect grammar. Such as the grammar in the first book of Michael Vey.
To say the grammar is quite bad is an understatement. The tense and person skips and changes and for the first three of four chapters as I read I'm sure my face was in an eternal cringe position. But as I continued to read (again I was desperate to find something I liked and also I wanted to read something my friend liked to get to know him better) I realized despite the horrific grammar, the book actually had a great storyline and I was actually getting into it. In fact, I actually got past the cringing and finished the entire book (I am now reading the second)
It has always been my belief that to have a good book, one must start with a good storyline, a good plot, and good characters and go from there. Books with intense descriptions, complicated words, and perfect grammar but awful, boring storylines bother me. Especially when they get recognized as good books. Nah, mate! Most of those authors likely went to college and learned some big words but they never really learned how to come up with an idea.
That's what made me like Michael Vey so much. While I still think the author could perhaps use a hand with his grammar (especially in the first book, I haven't noticed it as much in the second), he started off with an amazing idea and though he didn't know grammar perfectly, he sat down and wrote and got his book published and I think that's pretty awesome.
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