Patch goes beyond the simple term "bad boy" in that yes, he does actually mean Nora harm. I'm not going to go into that, because frankly, I don't care. He can be an anti-hero all he wants, whatever. If that's where the story's going, fine. Most of my issues -- but not all -- lie with Nora. Nora is that girl you yell at in the horror movie, the idiot that goes up the stairs instead of out the door, or reaches to turn over the downed bad guy just to make sure.
We all know that's frustrating, but we've come to expect it in movies, and that dumb big-breasted, scantily clad girl normally gets killed off. Nora is so much more frustrating than that. The many sides of Nora: She continually suspects Patch and Elliot, and just about everyone else in this story , and with good reason. However, she then continually ignores her instincts and puts herself in danger.
In fact, she can't seem to agree with herself. She will think to herself that Patch is stalking her and trying to kill her, and then within pages think 'Oh, but he could never hurt me. Also throughout the story, Nora makes insane jumps in logic -- whether they turn out to be true or not, it's not believable when she immediately jumps to the most bizarre conclusions and then acts on them. At the same time, she will be directly confronted with some piece of real evidence, something that would make a normal, non-fictional person take notice and say something's not right here -- and she will completely ignore it.
It's like she's being willfully obtuse. Hearing your name and a few inane comments would make one think they are imagining things, and this I could buy. Even Nora not being exactly sure what happened and being creeped out I could buy. But she proceeds to ask Patch how he's able to speak directly to her mind , making her look like a loon. I wouldn't be even all that bothered by this, if it was consistent throughout the story; if Nora either consistently thought that she was going crazy because of all the implausible things that are happening, I could buy it; if she wanted to prove she wasn't crazy and kept confronting Patch and sleuthing, I could buy it.
It would be 1 solid choice on Becca Fitzpatrick's part. She could be the ultra-paranoid girl who thinks she's going crazy and jumps to conclusions about everything. But to present this as if it's normal She thinks she's being stalked, she thinks her best friend has been kidnapped by a teenaged murderer named Elliot, and by this point she thinks she's the target of not one but two murderous angels, and yet all she can come up with is that she ran over two nails?
If Nora will jump to conclusions on the barest of evidence, how in hell does she not comprehend the obvious? Patch is Ominous, capital 'O', and yet And yet, no matter how much Nora thinks he's badbadbad, she trusts him. Weirdest of all, when Nora confronts Patch about his intentions, he admits he wanted to kill her ; her reaction? The whole story, you've suspected him and been insistent that you should stay away on the barest of evidence, but once he's confessed his albeit previous intentions of murder, you trust him.
Her sudden bizarre trust of Patch comes too late for any real belief in their romance. There is no consistency in Nora's thinking. I just can't understand why Becca Fitzpatrick couldn't pick one Nora to write and stick with her. She could have just always thought she was losing her mind; self-doubt would have been interesting, and made her root-forable. If she had just been reckless and always convinced that yes, maybe something is a little off about Patch, but she still found herself attracted to him, it would have been interesting, and could have been used to slowly reveal the truth and up Nora's anxiety.
If Nora had just been naive and always convinced that everything was fine despite any indicators, it would have built tension. But combining it all made Nora seem confused and a little off herself, and made the writing seem schizophrenic. Fitzpatrick makes the rookie mistake of lack of restraint. Nora suspects everyone, and everyone does in fact seem to be a villain. This makes the book seem unfocused and sort of cheesy.
When everyone is under suspicion, and everyone seems to be a bad guy, it makes it seem like no one really is. It's like if you use a really great word once or twice it's going to stand out. But if every word you use is some great, unusual word, none are going to stand out.
There's no negative space, no background to make the focal point pop. Everywhere Nora turns, someone's trying to kill her. It just gets silly after awhile. Also, it has the added negative effect of making it hard for Fitzpatrick to "top" as it were. Where does she go from here? If there are 4 different people trying to kill Nora in book 1, how many people will there be out for blood in book 2? She didn't leave any room to grow the suspense.
Another bad thing about the amount of villains and Nora's instant suspicion and the overall over-the-top nature of the book was that there was precious little suspense. By giving everything away rather freely, Fitzpatrick deprived the reader of the slow build-up and the privilege of the mystery; we never got to have any suspicions of our own, or choose sides.
There was too much in the way of ominous overtones, and not enough restraint. It's one thing to be the wild and crazy girl in the best friends dynamic, but constantly trying to get your best friend alone with a guy who she says makes her uncomfortable, who she believes broke into her house and may be stalking her, and who she knows was a murder suspect is reckless beyond the pale, and shitty, shitty friendship.
I saw glimpses in Fitzpatrick's writing that demonstrated how this could have been a good book. She does sexual tension and confrontation scenes fairly well, and there is some good humor. Vee -- in the beginning, at least, before she becomes a really reckless, really bad friend -- was pretty amusing as the traditional sidekick. Patch had great one-liners, both funny and smoldering.
But for all the occasional good, there was quite a bit in the way of bad. The dialogue was often stilted and weird. The analogies were completely out of left field. They were those turns of phrase that you can tell were used because they sounded cool, or because one was needed, but they don't mean anything, or they leave you thinking wtf? What rules do eyes usually play by? Does he not blink?
This is a mild example, but I got sick of making note of them. I got this really hit-and-miss feel about the writing and the language in the book. Pieces of literary crap mixed in with the really good bits blended to form a "throw it all in and something's bound to work" style. A total lack of finesse made it hard to want to keep reading -- and made me feel like if I kept rolling my eyeballs, they were going to roll right out of my head.
View all comments. Feb 09, Kat Kennedy rated it did not like it Shelves: Italicized text is the original publicized text from the book and is entirely the work of Becca Fitzpatrick. This rendition is entirely satire. It is not meant to offend and I mean no discourtesy. I recognize that authors put a lot of time and work into their novels and I am not trying to disrespect that. I have no money. And I have a cat to feed as well. Also, pretty please with a cherry on top. Patch was quiet a moment. I had to get close to you. You have to want it. You can see who I was, or you can see who I am now.
And you top the list. Patch gave a barely-there smile. He glanced at the spot where we touched and then back up to my eyes. Respect them when I ask you to. Are you still with Elliot and Jules? Come play with us. Mar 04, Hannah rated it did not like it Shelves: About three things I was absolutely positive: First, that Hush, Hush was, without a doubt, one of the worst Twilight rip-offs I've ever had the misfortune to read.
Second, there was a part of me -- and I didn't realize how dominant that part actually was -- that insisted on reading Hush, Hush to the bitter end in the hope it would redeem itself. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably wrong in that decision. Apr 22, Nataliya rated it did not like it Recommends it for: Not to sane human beings. Because it doesn't just cross the line into the uncomfortably creepy territory - it takes a cosmic leap over it. Hush, Hush may have the dubious distinction of being the worst book I've ever read.
I assumed it's a book since that's what you'd call a bunch of printed and bound pages, but I'm really applying the term 'book' loosely here. Yes, I know I'm not the intended audience, but should terribly written books that can only aspire to reach the same literary heights as the word-of-the-day toilet paper even HAVE a target audience???
Yes, I'm being harsh. But I'm also being honest. Let me give you a sample of my complaints all of them would be longer than the allowed review space. This book reads as though someone read Twilight , appreciated the obviously marketable and profitable premise, and decided to rewrite it in an "edgier" way - which boiled down to clumsily asking a question, "What did Twilight lack? By the way, my future hypothetical daughter will not be allowed to take high school biology since that's where all potential supernatural creeps appear to lurk, looking for gullible teenage-girl prey.
The boy acts like a total jerk to her, and his sleazy innuendos are alarming and appalling but not charming or witty or sexy. The natural things to do would be: Instead, Nora Grey decides to madly fall in love with the jerk. Dear YA authors, please stop perpetuating this idiocy. Patch is a fallen angel no spoilers, it was stated on page one or so with a dark past.
But basically he is an entitled arrogant jerk who appears to take immense pleasure in publicly humiliating Nora, physically forcing himself on her, physically intimidating her, ignoring her wishes, and gloating in his dripping douchebaggery approach while nearly sexually assaulting her in front of the class. The proper answer would be to scream, "YES! For some inexplicable reason, his appalling behavior is presented as alluring and seductive. For some inexplicable reason, he is presented as a "dark and dangerous" man of every girl's dream.
Oh nevermind, here's the answer: He also had the tendency to wipe all logical thought from my mind. Mystery solved, my job here is done. I hate the message this book is sending. It's innocent, so stop torturing it. Unless you're paid for each ellipsis used. Your heart sounds unhealthy to me.
Reading it was a miserable experience. Sometimes I really wonder whether I'm reading the same book as everyone else. Apr 04, Marie rated it it was amazing Shelves: I also love Nora- She is such a refreshing and intriguing heroine. Her and Patch suit each other perfectly. They bounce off each other and really made me laugh with their witty and sarcy sense of humour!
They bicker like hell and it's so much fun to read. I loved the twist in the end, it turned everything I thought was going to happen into something entirely different. I never knew what was going to happen next. I thoroughly enjoyed and loved this book and I certainly cannot wait to read the next.!
Well deserved 5 stars, well fricking deserved! Well, I learned that it was a lot of fun to write! Enjoy the fall, all! Dec 04, Megan rated it did not like it Shelves: And like all science, the best approach is to learn by sleuthing. For the rest of the class, practice this technique by finding out as much as you can about your new seating assignment partner. Teaching kids how to get to know one another reflects the teaching of the science of human reproduction how???? Again, this is Bio! And even less to do with human reproduction.
Those lab tables are filthy. Chemicals, dissections… kids are not allowed to sit on them, much less lay on them. And, really unless you are checking orthostatic BP, there is really no need to lie down for five minutes before hand! All I can say is that Becca Fitzpatrick must have been homeschooled. Later, Nora approaches her Bio teacher about switching her seat away from Patch because he makes her feel uncomfortable.
The teacher not only ignores her plea, but enlists her to tutor Patch. More support for the homeschooled theory! Nora is driving home one night, and approaches a traffic light. Who stops at a yellow light to see if traffic is clear?? A rollercoaster called The Archangel. Do people at a park really give a crap about biblical lore?
Since when do they sport fairly intricate and thoughtful artwork? So, in addition to being a non-driving, homeschooled, amusement park avoider… Fitzpatrick is clearly unaware of laws protecting minors in this country. There are no further news stories regarding this matter. Nora has the police at her house for a call, and again to question her about an attack on a fellow student. They started near his kidneys, and ended at his shoulder blades, widening to form an upside down V. Fitzpatrick could have written that the gashes started at his shoulder blades, and extended to his kidneys as they widened to form an upside down V.
Furthermore, the kidneys are pretty much right below the shoulder blades, not further out from them. The final irrational aspect of hush, hush is Nora herself. No wonder people walk all over Nora and take advantage of her! But despite her fear, she never tells him NO. So I actually expect him to mess with her a little bit. But dumbass Nora actually allows him to manipulate her. Not that she deserves it although, really she does!
She loses control of every conversation and interaction she participates in. Had Nora grown or changed as a result of her experiences, I could have forgiven her. Or if Nora had suffered some severe consequences as a result of her stupidity, I could have forgiven Fitzpatrick. Even Bella Swan is more admirable. Jul 28, Kiki rated it did not like it Recommends it for: So the other night I was trying to force myself to finish writing a chapter, but I was on the verge of headdesking at about I read some nice fluffy paranormal crap, sung myself into a subconscious lull, and then eventually fell into deep, drooling sleep.
This is a dream story. Now, I rarely remember my dreams. But last night's was so freaking pungent that I can reel it all off right now without missing any details. Also, bear in mind So the other night I was trying to force myself to finish writing a chapter, but I was on the verge of headdesking at about Also, bear in mind that absolutely everything I'm about to tell you is one hundred per cent true. I never lie on Goodreads, because telling the truth is just so much more fun. So it starts off with me in some kind of medieval town. I'm blonde, which is a change.
The "camera angle" is third person, but I know that's me in the blue dress. For some reason, it occurs to me that my name is Bess, and for some reason I'm carrying a weapon, like a knife. I don't actually see the knife; I'm just aware of it. So I step up in front of this shop, and suddenly the place looks more wild west. Some guy goes to attack me, but I totally ninja him and then leap down off the verandah, into a waiting crowd. They all part and then the guy I supposedly killed stands up again and yells, "You're a Pagan! These children [points to a group of forlorn children in front of me, all wearing blue] will get you!
There are more over there, in that crowd! The viewpoint's in full first person now. The atmosphere is sort of chalky and dark, something like Sleepy Hollow , and I'm running and running, but it's dream running, so I'm not really getting anywhere. You know dream running; you need to move, and there's something really fucking horrible chasing you, but for the life of you you can't make your legs move any faster than they would if they were coated in tar. My name is Samhain! I keep trying to run, and when I look behind me, I see a fork in the road, and men in American civil war uniforms on horses, parting down the fork in the road.
I keep trying to dream run, but it's pretty fucking useless, because one of the guys catches up. I dart off the road, into a fir tree, but I'm terrible at hiding and I get caught. The guy yells, "Samhain! He has the creepiest expression on his face, I'm flinching, because I think I'm going to get hit, but somehow I don't. A second later I'm back in some town square, and I'm wearing a bright orange bonnet that's too tight.
It's made of thick, glossy paper, and it crosses my mind to be careful that the edge of it doesn't slit my throat. Why am I so paranoid? I'm not restrained, but I don't make a run for it. But it's this really loud Joker laugh, except ten times crazier, and my voice is all masculine. I'm cackling, basically, as they lead me to this huge sandstone building that looks like the Volturi clock tower from the New Moon movie yeah, I saw it.
I'm still screaming with manic laughter as they take me down all these torchlit flights of stairs and I start getting pretty fucking scared, because I see all these shadows flitting around and little wispy lights and shit, and then I get locked in this cell, and we're back to medieval times with this one.
I bang on the door, yelling in a girly voice again, apparently trying to laugh it off as I say, "Come on, man! This is like false imprisonment! When he hits the bottom step, he's miraculously changed into a woman with long, braided hair, and this crazy look of astonishment. Yeah, the shadows and creepy things are back, and I'm pretty fucking freaked out by the time I reach this polished ballroom, that looks like it has laminate flooring, and big windows. I walk past it, up a flight of stairs that look like the moving staircases in the Harry Potter movies, and on to this loft area that has windows that look on to a huge abyss with floating platforms hanging over it.
The windows have blue velvet curtains, and no glass. Ever been to the Wallace Monument? That's what the windows are like. Except at the Wallace Monument, they don't have curtains. To my left are two people sitting on a bench. There's a smirking woman wearing modern clothes and a big leather handbag, and a man, but he's blurry. The woman stands up and stalks past me, and the man stays where he is. One is this really, really pale little girl, with a chubby kind of face and scraped back white hair, and the other is an older woman who reminds me of Vittoria from Angels and Demons.
I walk up to them and suddenly the curtain starts moving by itself, and it gets pulled out into the abyss by what I can only imagine is some kind of ghost, and then pale girl starts shrieking and her fingers go like claws and she clamps her hand over Vittoria-look-a-like's face.
Vittoria screams silently, and then I approach, and the man says something, and the girl slumps forward, pouting her lips and crying a little. Vittoria seems suddenly fine, and we all crouch over the pale girl, trying to make her feel better. Then I wake up. I'm actually humming it.
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Look, you can't make that shit up. And that statement is why Becca Fitzpatrick fascinates me: It hardly takes a YA aficionado to notice the glaringly obvious Twilight catch-and-releases. But look at my dream, then look at Hush, Hush. Okay, so my name was Samhain. Beck's hero's name is Patch.
So I got locked in a tower, presumably for being a Pagan. Nora goes all Cagney-and-Lacey, and goes undercover to stalk her tormenter at his workplace. Her costume was in a 7-Eleven bag, for fuck's sake! This stuff is totally pumped up, man! How much weed did Becks smoke before she wrote this shit? Look, pretty much everything that needs to be said about Nora already has been. My flash-in-the-pan Bess was more badass than her, and she had a bunch of children watching her back. Nora is so fucking stupid, I'm surprised she's even been allowed to live.
I'm amazed her mother hasn't already taken a chainsaw to her. She's that frakkin' dense. I've been hard-pressed to find a protagonist that's as completely insufferable as her, and I've read Halo. What does that say? It says that I have a pretty high shit threshold, and yet Hush, Hush managed to piss me off enough to warrant this review.
Now, on to my next slab of beef: Not too long ago, my sister and I were exiting the supermarket, when some old dude reached out and slapped her ass. I screamed a bunch of swear words at him I was about fourteen at the time and hauled her away. She felt violated, and I was so angry I thought my jugular was going to pop. Now, Patch is exactly the kind of guy who would do that. He'd pinch your ass when you weren't looking. He'd rub himself up against you on the subway.
He'd bang you up against your own kitchen cabinets and dry-hump you when you barely knew him, and had already said no. He'd pin you down on a bed, tell you he wants nothing more than to kill you, then kiss you. Patch is a chauvinistic prick. He has absolutely no loving feelings for the protagonist; he simply wants to bone her. Patch is not "in the making". He is a rapist, and though you've probably already read this post through a hundreds of links to it all over Goodreads, I'm going to relink it here just to catch the stragglers who didn't give it a glance.
Look, it's all been said. But this is YA rape culture at it's very worst. This is dressing up sexual harassment as love, then shoving it down the throats of young teens. A dangerous game, no? Is simply putting up with sexual harassment in the classroom really something we want to teach today's teen population?
What begins in the classroom moves to the workplace, leisure time and eventually, more frighteningly, the home. Patch and Nora's relationship is built around her being terrifed of him, while he fantasizes about killing her. On every level, this relationship is heinously unhealthy and extremely dangerous, and nothing anyone should ever aspire to. I see polls all over Goodreads where Patch is rated as the best hero, hottest love interest, best angel. Are you fucking serious? It is sexual harrassment and intimidation, sexual objectification, powerful misogyny and a clear prelude to rape. Forget all those things, because it's as simple as this: Don't EVER put up with behaviour like this.
Don't come here and try to convince me that Patch is perfect, a sexy bad boy, because I don't want to fucking hear it. I'm not interested in whatever praise anyone has for this horrifying rape fantasy. Whenever I open this book and try desperately to see what everyone finds sexy, all I can think about is the man who grabbed at my sister, or the man who tried to dry-hump me at a concert while the people with him laughed, or the men who hang out of their car windows and honk at me when I'm walking down the street, panting about my body.
Women, do you think this is the way you deserve to be treated? I sincerely hope not. Also, Fitzpatz, did you ever go to high school? Did you ever set foot in a classroom? How could you possibly, when you portray a biology class as discussing what they look for in a "mate". Biology class isn't for talking about makes us horny. And it sickens me that throughout this lesson, Nora is visibly uncomfortable as Patch talks about her body, humiliates her and puts her on the spot in front of everyone, and the surrounding class and teacher simply laugh at her. Nora then asks the teacher to relocate her because she is uncomfortable with Patch, but this has the opposite effect: She gives in, because why wouldn't she?
Women being persistent is practically synonymous in our society with "whiny". I read this book three years ago, and I am still completely and utterly disgusted by it. It's appalling in absolutely every way. I could go into Vee, but frankly I'd rather poke needles through my tongue than spend any time evaluating this piece of walking, agreeing cardboard being passed off as a character.
Of course, being fat, Vee is the butt of all jokes, and Nora is constantly commenting on her weight as if that's the only thing worth knowing about this girl who is supposed to be Nora's best friend, but is in fact an enabler who enjoys watching Patch treat Nora like shit.
She literally encourages Nora to go after Patch, even after Nora tells her that she's uncomfortable around him and she doesn't enjoy his company. What did I say before? That's Vee's dialogue in a nutshell. You're a woman, only there for his entertainment. Stop pretending not to be. This book is also dreadfully written.
Just because this is YA, doesn't mean it has to be stuffed full up purple prose, fucked-up metaphors, stupid dialogue, pointless descriptions and cheesy fight scenes. A chimpanzee could have done a better job on this book's prose. An editor would have been a good help, too. It would have been nice to have avoided laundry-list character descriptions and "eyes that don't play by the rules". I'll never Be Nice when it comes to your work, Becca. A book that perpetuates rape culture and inflicts characters like Vee on the world of literature does not deserve my compassion.
This is a great big steaming turd, end of. I'd rather eat all of my shoes than put myself through this torture again.
Got it at Tesco cheapitty-cheap. Animal sacrifices are offered to gods and evil spirits are warded off by participants wearing frightening costumes and making jack-o-lanterns. It draws some elements from the Festival of the Dead, similar to the Day of the Dead, which is celebrated in Mexico. Basically, it's old-time halloween. Aug 31, Nick rated it really liked it Shelves: I know the drill. Your mouth looks provocative when you do. What, exactly, is your job description?
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I thought I'd given it up for nothing. But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you. Where do you want me to put it? Nora Am I the only one who thinks Nora is not that smart? Vee I found Vee really annoying. Nov 05, Tatiana rated it did not like it Recommends it for: This book is simply appalling. I won't lie, my expectations going in about this book were pretty low.
But even so, "Hush, Hush" managed to disappoint me. First, there are many similarities with "Twilight" - you have a regular average girl here, absent parents, a love affair with a dangerous supernatural boyfriend, a final showdown with a villain of his own kind. The mythology, while somewhat unusual I haven't read anything about fallen angels in YA so far , is paper thin. The characters are shal This book is simply appalling. The characters are shallow and undeveloped BTW, Vee is the dumbest character I've read about maybe ever.
But this is not even what makes this book a barely tolerable read. This book is just plain silly, and silly not in a cute-and-funny way, but more in it's-pretty-dumb-and-dangerous-to-fall-for-this-crap way. Many things are just so contrived about the story, I got a headache rolling my eyes while reading it. And finally, why exactly Patch and Nora are in love? They know nothing about each other. Even more, Nora spends most of the book calling Patch creepy, being scared of him, being roughly pinned by him to various walls in dark places or being at his knife's point, and yet she is full of desire for him?
It just makes no sense. As for Patch, I don't know one thing about him or why he loves Nora. My list can go on and on But surely enough, teenage girls will eat this story up. You have everything for success here: I am rarely for any kind of censorship of books, but reading nonsense like "Hush, Hush" makes me wonder: In my opinion, YA writers should be held to a higher standard than your usual writers of adults fiction. Why would they want to promote such outright disturbing relationships as normal to impressionable and silly teenage girls?
In my book, the relationship between Patch and Nora is not simply shallow, but dangerous. I wish some of the authors exercised better judgment writing their books, otherwise they are setting up many-many girls for a lot of disappointment, because whatever is presented in this book as romantic is disturbing at best in real life. Well, to sum this tirade up, "Hush, Hush" is pretty much a book that gives YA literature a bad name.
Naturally, the sequel is in works, but surely enough, I won't be reading it. I'd rather dedicate my time to something better written and less contrived and misguided. View all 98 comments. Sep 25, Lissa added it Shelves: If I try hard enough, if I harass her long enough Some creepy transfer student is sexually harassing me. LOL, you know you want me. Come leave your perfectly normal date and ride on a rollercoaster with me even though you hate me. Stay away from Patch Nora: By the way, I was planning on killing you.
So kudos to her for that.
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And the other thing I have to say is that Fitzpatrick actually seems to have a grasp of the English language. Although — I must remind everyone — this book would have had at least five different editors to help her get the basics of grammar and punctuation correct. I was beyond prepared for this book. I still believe that it should not have been published because it glorifies rape culture, the women are complete bitches and the blokes are complete twats.
I read this book with my trusty Post It notes beside me and marked the page every time I found something, offensive, stupid, or downright shitty: Do lesbians even exist in this world? This is so fucking sexist it makes me want to vomit. Which is pretty funny, because the two biggest slags in my city are both ugly as fuck yet between them have slept with nearly every male I know. In fact, maybe you should spend more time with him and his unwelcome sexual advances.
In fact, Nora should tutor Patch! Which, actually, is only mentioned once more in the entire novel. I was pretty offended by this whole thing. As little as I knew about [Patch], I sensed his aversion to Vee as if it were concrete enough to touch. How can Nora know how he would feel about her best friend?
I took a moment to think over his offer. I was pretty sure that if I turned Elliot down, Vee would kill me. Besides, going out with Elliot seemed like a good way to escape my uncomfortable attraction to Patch. My daughter got implants. She said she did it for herself, but what woman gets boobs for herself? They are a burden. She got the boobs for a man. Girls do not need to dress up to impress boys!
Some boys like other boys! Some boys like girls with a bit of meat on them! Some boys like petite dark girls while others like Scandinavian Amazons! What right have YOU to say what girls should look like? My whole young adult life I was taught that the right boys will like you for you, not what you look like! What were you taught? I dug in my heels. Stay away from me. This reinforces the rape culture of the book.
You sound agitated … flustered … aroused. Second of all, kisses do not always lead to arousal. Fourth, how the fuck do you tell if someone is aroused over the phone? Fifth, it is none of your fucking business. Did you two watch porn together one time? Do you discuss what makes you horny and how your voices sound when that happens? Or are you secretly in love with Nora? How does this literally work? How does your brain work, Nora? How the hell are you fit for an Ivy-league school?
I imagine there must be some interest from the opposite sex. How is this appropriate? Not one part of me felt comfortable with the idea of Vee spending time alone with Jules… [because he] was close friends with Elliot. In fact, I was pretty sure Australia had no diamonds. And you think you deserve an Ivy-league scholarship? How the fuck do you know?
Over and over and over again! Nora, you really are fucking stupid. He pointed for me to take a seat on my bed, but I shook my head numbly. This is not normal. I was feeling a lot more relaxed. Patch was warm and solid, and he smelled fantastic. Like mint and rich, dark earth. Nobody had jumped out at us on the ride home For the first time all day I felt safe. Except that Patch had cornered me in a dark tunnel and was possibly stalking me. Maybe not so safe. This is an actual quote. I could not accept that Patch would hurt Marcie. Official worst best friend ever.
Maybe if Elliot happened to be driving drunk and killed a toddler and its mother because he ran onto the pavement Vee would forgive him as well, because he has issues and was drunk! He leaned close and spoke in confidential tones. What planet is Fitzpatrick from? My head spun faster, and I could feel my pulse beating in my temples. I needed my iron pills. All this malarky with the iron pills. This is complete bullshit.
I buy my iron tablets off the shelf. If I forget to take them, I get a bit lethargic, tired, lose energy and concentration, and as a personal side effect my lips get very dry, broken and unkissable which is why I always use lip balm. Anaemia is not going to kill me if I forget to take a couple of tablets: In the kitchen I saw my bottle of iron pills on the counter, and I immediately went for them, popping the cap and swallowing two with a glass of chocolate milk. I stood in place a moment, letting the iron work into my system, feeling my breathing deepen and slow.
Just what the actual fuck? Elliot was almost dead. Who had killed them? I tried to make sense of what was happening, but all reason had left me. Nora, you never had any reason. Elliot is almost dead. Only Patch and Vee are still wandering the school. Unless it was secretly you. Look, I know Jules is screwing with you, but really. All the knots in my body seemed to come undone. My eyes moved out of focus. Blood drained from my head, and I felt myself start to slip off the chair. That has never happened to me, and I have gone weeks without taking any iron supplements. This book makes me want to punch myself in the face.
Nora should be diabetic, not anaemic. We made her drink this special glucose syrupy thing and she was fine, BTW. What the heck is up with this dialogue tag? Tacked on to the end like a bad apology. And they missed this clumsy piece of writing. Now, first of all I have no idea why this book is called Hush, Hush.
But to get from hushing to silence you need a diminuendo , not a crescendo. I just had an epiphany. That would be giving her more credit than she deserves. View all 41 comments. Apr 24, Holly rated it it was amazing Shelves: I love a good vampire story as much as the next para-junkie, but I have to say I now have a major weakness for fallen angels as well.
While I can understand some people making comparisons between this book and Twilight dark, brooding hero, and a heroine who, against her better judgment, can't keep herself from being drawn into the hero's mysterious world. But, in my own humble opinion, Hush Hush is a far superior book. Yes this book has a few faults the bad guy is far too easy to figure out, and there are a few continuity issues that pop up , but they obviously didn't bother me that much since i basically read this book in one sitting. And finally, let me just say this Patch is one helluva hero. He's a full-on sexy badass, and I loved him to pieces.
Here's hoping November comes quickly, so i can devour the 2nd book in the series.
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View all 16 comments. All of these "he wants to kill me and scares me but also protects me so SWOON" books are getting out of control. Please say it with me: Like he's not special for being able to kill you You can technically drown in a teaspoon of water, but you aren't grateful every time you drink water and it helps you instead. Not killing you should be the expected norm. This is like some bad Twilight spinoff with an even more pathetic main character who just doesn't know what she wants.
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She flips back and forth between thinking Patch is a stalker who wants to kill her, but also being super drawn to him and thinking he could never hurt her She brushes aside all evidence that would draw the attention of any sane person and constantly writes herself off. But then she's willing to jump to some pretty crazy conclusions and act on those, so I don't even know what to do with this character.
I would say half of her behavior is entirely out of character if I could get a grasp on what that even is. Most of the story was just ridiculous. The writing wasn't the absolute worst thing I've ever read, so there's that. But I really can't believe I finished the book I think I was just desperate for it to end up not being as bad as it seemed, but nope. View all 17 comments. Nov 04, Kogiopsis rated it did not like it Shelves: I have forty eight sticky notes. Well, forty nine, I suppose, since I use the little white backing thing too.
They're quite nice sticky notes, designed not to be written on but as bookmarks; at some year in the past they magically appeared in my Christmas stocking, and I haven't really used them since. I suspect there were originally fifty, so I've used two elsewhere. Less t I have forty eight sticky notes. Less than fifteen hours and over a hundred pages later, I ran out of sticky notes.
I used the notes to mark particularly horrendous parts of the book- and frankly, I'm surprised they lasted this long. In the interest of not broaching another set of sticky notes which I may want from school, I'm going to deal with this book segment by segment; when I finish one round of sticky notes, I review and then continue. No perspective analysis, unless I really feel like it. All I'm going to do is quote Fitzpatrick, comment on the quote briefly, and move on.
Before I even got through Section 1, I was over Goodreads' character limit by characters. I still have more than 9 pages counting one side of a sheet of lined paper as a page of handwritten notes to type up- and those aren't even including responses, they're just quotes. So I'm going to cut this review down to the maximum accepted size and do some formatting too and post the rest in comments. Do the doings of one randy duke in Sixteenth Century France really concern the later plot? Kneeling there, blinking up through the rain, he saw two thick scars on the back of the boy's naked torso.
They narrowed to form an upside-down V. Because that's how it seems. Wouldn't having flight muscles attached to your latissimus dorsi I believe that's the name, but the ones that wrap from the front of your ribcage to the back be awfully strenous? Wouldn't you build up those muscles to unrealistic and bizarre-looking proportions?
Pictures of this in the e-Zine would be all the evidence I'd need to get the board of education to ax biology. Odds of BoE firing idiot teacher or changing the curriculum are pretty good, though. Coach considered teaching tenth-grade biology a side assignment to his job as varsity basketball coach, and we all knew it. Anyone who teaches it and can get a job teaching it has to, by definition almost, be devoted primarily to it. Science is an investigation, yes. Science requires observing things in a way which may be spy-like, yes. But it's not espionage.
Deviate how you will from the scientific method, but most science is going to require experiments at one point, not just observation and certainly not just 'sleuthing'. Vee is my un-twin. She's green-eyed, minky blond, and a few pounds over curvy. I'm a smoky-eyed brunette with volumes of curly hair that holds its own against even the best flatirn. And I'm all legs, like a bar stool. Bits and pieces, Ms. Fitzpatz, bits and pieces. Your readers are smart enough to 'patch' together a description from fragments scattered here and there where relevant.
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A teenager finds himself trapped in a purgatory searching for a way to make contact with his true love. After Nora captures the attention of her gorgeous, yet enigmatic classmate Patch, she starts experiencing strange hallucinations. Soon she finds herself at the center of an ancient battle between supernatural beings. Based on the NY Times bestseller. Explore popular and recently added TV series available to stream now with Prime Video. Start your free trial. Find showtimes, watch trailers, browse photos, track your Watchlist and rate your favorite movies and TV shows on your phone or tablet!
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