A review by in_love_with_bookish
Black Flowers, White Lies by Yvonne Ventresca

1.0

The whole time i was reading the book, there was a question in my mind nagging at me over and over again " what's the point of this?" and i don't really have an answer. for me, it felt aimless with no purpose.

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Full review now posted

I’ve read this book in a day and in that same day, I forget what the book was about, what the characters names are and what actually happened and how it even ended. So memorable, it definitely was not. So what’s there to talk about in this case, nothing probably? And that’s why this is going to be a very short review that goes straight to the book.

This book was so unimpressive that all I felt was the emptiness inside of me getting bigger and bigger with every turned page. I didn’t care about the characters or what happens to them. I was not invested in anything about the story whatsoever. The only character that made me feel something was the MC’s cat.

So in the universal game of epic or fail, I’m going with fail without a question or doubt in mind.