Wednesday, October 22, 2014

DON'T TRY TO FIND ME by Holly Brown **

Not a fan. The main characters in the story were very unrealistic (self absorbed) so I didn't like it much. Everyone has something to whine about except the brow beaten husband. If you get to page 59 someone else she calls self absorbed but everyone in the novel is that way.

Then the girl Marnie gets on a bus and from what little the author says you assume she fucked Kyle but she didn't? Hard to figure that out till much later. And why does she want Kyle when she's madly in love with "B" and WTF is he called B for???? LOL That's so stupid.

So this married couple have a kid 14 (not his) and she runs away to meet her "true love" an exc on 2x her age. She wants to erase her name and past and be in love with this creepy person whom she has no idea is creepy because growing up in CA no mater where would make her a LOT smarter than the author allows her. I came from NH and wouldn't hookup with that loser. He lied to her about everything. How long would it take to figure that out? For the girl Marnie a long time.

Meantime daddy is on the internet and putting up flyers all over the country to find her and the mom (who is nothing special) fends off the daughters therapist and does drugs he prescribed for her. BIG WHOOP. She doesn't even screw him and the entire thing is such a major trauma in the book it's absurd. The front flap makes it sound like she has this deep dark secret when all it is is- NOTHING. 

The entire book is pretty much about NOTHING. Here's the story in a nutshell: Miserable horny teenager 14 thinks she's in love, runs away to her true love pedophile and eventually runs home to mommy. The parents are complete blindfolded idiots. The father has more sense than anyone else in the book. Mostly they just whine about everything and complain.

I didn't like it. No mystery. Nothing even close. It's actually a dumb book probably for a teenager who needs to be KEPT IN PLACE is supposed to read. Like, kids read this if you want to run away from the good life at home. 

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