The Book: The Fault In Our Stars
Why I Read It: Amazon seems to think that I am manically depressed and that nothing will cheer me up more than wallowing in the sort of narcissistic, self indulgent, benevolence reminiscent of a “Sweet November”, “Autumn In New York”, and a “A Walk To Remember” marathons. For the record, I couldn’t be happier at the moment, but my “More Items To Consider” digitized therapist seems to think I’m one Freudian slip away from a Demi Lovato style breakdown (complete with Ray Lomontagne albums and ‘One Sweet Whirled’ ice cream, because what self respecting breakdown doesn’t involve those things). That being said, my interest in pre-pubescent melodrama and wrought emotional subplots is perhaps why Amazon thought that the author John Green would be a good fit (even if this particular story is consumed with the light, happy concepts of mortality and death). Irregardless, I gave in to the darkness inside of me [the metaphoric kind, not the British glam band], and dove in.
Why You Should Read It: If you want Twilight with oxygen tanks and cancer treatments, than this is the book for you (I’m not sure if I’m being serious either, so you’re not the only one). Although the love story is young adult driven, the subtext is thick with realism and literary references and enough nerdy side-steps to make me consistently happy. I love reading anything that makes me read even more (or get my “Google on” with as much frenetic urgency as these characters trade sarcastic quips and quintessential side-long glances), and this did the trick. Although it’s Necronomicon-esque conceit of a story within a story had me trying to find falsified fiction within the fiction [anyone understand that sentence?], I eventually accepted that the paperback frequently mentioned in The Fault In Our Stars was not actually in existence. Darn writers and their fragments of imagination. Regardless, this is worth the read purely because of the author’s skill for writing (how does he know the psyche of a teenager girl so well?), building fluid relationships between carachters that you grow to adore, and eventually, the tear induced ending that is brave enough to not be wrapped in a perfect, concluding bow.
Dorky Sound Off: Love or hate books that make you cry?