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mc_castle's review against another edition
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.25
Graphic: Body horror, Bullying, Cursing, Death, Drug abuse, Drug use, Emotional abuse, Gore, Gun violence, Mental illness, Physical abuse, Rape, Sexual assault, Sexual content, Sexual violence, Suicidal thoughts, Torture, Toxic relationship, Violence, Forced institutionalization, Blood, Kidnapping, Grief, Murder, Cultural appropriation, Colonisation, and Classism
orndal's review against another edition
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? No
2.5
The ending came out of nowhere with little to no setup for the reveals. As a mystery novel, this is terrible.
Graphic: Body horror
Moderate: Addiction, Racial slurs, Rape, Sexism, Sexual assault, Sexual violence, Torture, Toxic relationship, Violence, Vomit, Trafficking, Medical trauma, Murder, Schizophrenia/Psychosis , Toxic friendship, and Sexual harassment
Minor: Cancer, Cursing, Death, Mental illness, Misogyny, Antisemitism, Kidnapping, Medical trauma, Car accident, Murder, Fire/Fire injury, Cultural appropriation, Gaslighting, Colonisation, and Classism
ceallaighsbooks's review against another edition
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
5.0
“…this was the moment he’d been waiting for: the chance to show someone else wonder, to watch them realize that they had not been lied to, that the world they’d been promised as children was not something that had to be abandoned, that there really was something lurking the wood, beneath the stairs, between the stars, that everything was full of mystery.”
“Alex smiled then, a small thing, a glimpse of the girl lurking inside her, a happy, less haunted girl. That was what magic did. It revealed the heart of who you’d been before life took away your belief in the possible. It gave back the world all lonely children longed for.”
“The current is strong and inevitably we all succumb.”
“You shouldn’t be ashamed to be different,” her mother had said when Alex had summoned the courage to ask for the name change. “I called you Galaxy for a reason.” Alex didn’t disagree. Most of the books she read and the TV shows she watched told her different was okay. Different was great! Except no one was different quite like her.”
“You thought you saw me. See me now.”
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Favorite Quotes:
“She had the eerie sense that they were dreaming her, a girl in a dark coat who would disappear when they woke.”
“He didn’t know how precious a normal life could be, how easy it was to drift away from average. You started sleeping until noon, skipped one class, one day of school, lost one job, then another, forgot the way that normal people did things. You lost the language of ordinary life. And then, without meaning to, you crossed into a country from which you couldn’t return. You lived in a state where the ground always seemed to be slipping from beneath your feet, with no way back to someplace solid.”
“…this was the moment he’d been waiting for: the chance to show someone else wonder, to watch them realize that they had not been lied to, that the world they’d been promised as children was not something that had to be abandoned, that there really was something lurking the wood, beneath the stairs, between the stars, that everything was full of mystery.”
“Alex smiled then, a small thing, a glimpse of the girl lurking inside her, a happy, less haunted girl. That was what magic did. It revealed the heart of who you’d been before life took away your belief in the possible. It gave back the world all lonely children longed for.”
“Death words could be anything, really, as long as they spoke of the things Grays feared most—the finality of passing, a life without legacy, the emptiness of the hereafter.”
“But if Beinecke was a living house of words, then it was one grand memorial to the end of everything.”
“It was strange to Alex that the smell of books was always the same. The ancient documents in the climate-controlled stacks and glass cases of Beinecke. The research rooms at Sterling. The changeable library of Lethe House. They all had the same scent as the fluorescence-lit reading rooms full of cheap paperbacks she’d lived in as a kid.”
“They talked about death like it was a breach of manners.”
“You shouldn’t be ashamed to be different,” her mother had said when Alex had summoned the courage to ask for the name change. “I called you Galaxy for a reason.” Alex didn’t disagree. Most of the books she read and the TV shows she watched told her different was okay. Different was great! Except no one was different quite like her.”
“No one could see the things hurting her.”
“He’d taken some papers out of his briefcase, an old essay she’d written when she still bothered going to school. She didn’t remember writing it, but the title read, A Day in My Life. A big red F was scrawled over the top, beside the words The assignment was not fiction.”
“This was the Connecticut Alex had dreamed of—farmhouses without farms, sturdy red-brick colonials with black doors and tidy white trim, a neighborhood full of wood-burning fireplaces, gently tended lawns, windows glowing golden in the night like passageways to a better life, kitchens where something good bubbled on the stove, breakfast tables scattered with crayons. No one drew their curtains; light and heat and good fortune spilled out into the dark as if these foolish people didn’t know what such bounty might attract, as if they’d left these shining doorways open for any hungry girl to walk through.”
“They tried to kill me, Hellie,” she rasped as she slid into the dark. That means I get to try to kill them.
“Darlington had never managed more than a grudging respect for mid-century architecture. Despite his best attempts to admire its severe lines, its clean execution, it always fell flat for him. His father had openly mocked his son’s bourgeois taste for turrets and gabled roofs.”--same lol
“Mirror magic is all about reflection and perception. A lie isn’t a lie until someone believes it. It doesn’t matter how charming you are if there’s no one to charm.”
“Halloween was a night when the dead came alive because the living were more alive: happy children high on candy, angry teenagers with eggs and shaving cream tucked into their hoodies, drunk college students in masks and wings and horns giving themselves permission to be something else—angel, demon, devil, good doctor, bad nurse. The sweat and excitement, the over-sugared punches loaded with fruit and grain alcohol. The Grays could not resist.”
“Because people who can’t be bothered with manners pretend to be amused by them.”
“You didn’t talk. You didn’t tell. That was how CPS got called. That was how you got locked up “for observation”.”
“I’m trying to keep things as normal as they can be in a world where monsters live.”
“The current is strong and inevitably we all succumb.”
“It was something they had in common, though it had never really felt that way.”
“…there was a big difference between things being fair and things being set right.”
“No one realizes how much life happens between the wounds, how much it has to offer.”
“Did they hand him the same Life of Lethe booklet? A long file full of horror stories? A commemorative mug that said Monsters Are Real?”
“We’re all racists, Dawes,” said Alex. “How did you even make it through undergrad?”
“You thought you saw me. See me now.”
“When she was fighting for her life, it was strictly pass/fail. All she had to do was survive and she could call it a win.”
“The Houses of the Veil had too much power, and the rules they had put in place were really about controlling access to that power, not limiting the damage it could do.”
“I know their names.” And names had power. She spoke them one after another, a poem of lost girls…”
Graphic: Bullying, Child abuse, Death, Drug abuse, Drug use, Gore, Rape, Sexual assault, and Excrement
Minor: Forced institutionalization, Stalking, Cultural appropriation, and Colonisation
katreadswaytoomuch's review against another edition
- Plot- or character-driven? Plot
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.75
I’ll be honest. I had no idea what this book was really about. Huge case of “bookstagram made me read it.” I’m so glad I did. The plot was fast paced and easy to get into. I think the non-linear plot-line really helps with the flow and establishing context in an efficient yet engaging way. Idk what it is, but I love me a good non-linear plot.
Graphic: Addiction, Drug abuse, Drug use, Rape, Sexual assault, and Sexual violence
Moderate: Adult/minor relationship, Bullying, Death, Toxic relationship, Violence, Blood, Grief, and Cultural appropriation
Minor: Gun violence, Sexual content, Death of parent, and Alcohol