Varying Degrees of Wrong


Quote This…

“The things that knock you down in life are tests, forcing you to make a choice between giving in and remaining on the ground or wiping the dirt off and standing up even taller than you did before you were knocked down.”



I’m quickly discovering my inability to write reviews for books like Hopeless.

See, there are only so many words I can use that mean great.

Aces, awesome, best, dynamite, exceptional, expert, fab, fantastic, first-rate, good, marvelous, masterly, number one, out of sight, out of this world, out-and-out, perfect, super-duper,terrific, transcendent, tremendous, wonderful.

There are only so many different ways I can say heart-breaking.

Affecting, afflictive, agonizing, bitter, calamitous, cheerless, dire, distressing, grievous, heart-rending, lamentable, moving, poignant, sad, touching, tragic.

And there is absolutely no other phrase like:

“That which doesn’t kill us makes us stronger.”

than the phrase itself. Put down, word for word,  so it can speak for itself.

Books are banned everyday for discussing taboo topics. For making people uncomfortable. For being brutally honest. But I say…these are the books worth reading. These are the books that challenge perceptions and ignite fires. That stick with us.  Leave hand prints on our hearts. Change us.

Or more importantly morph words like Hopeless into words like Hopeful.

“Sometimes discovering the truth can leave you more hopeless than believing the lies…

That’s what seventeen-year-old Sky realizes after she meets Dean Holder. A guy with a reputation that rivals her own and an uncanny ability to invoke feelings in her she’s never had before. He terrifies her and captivates her all in the span of just one encounter, and something about the way he makes her feel sparks buried memories from a past that she wishes could just stay buried.

Sky struggles to keep him at a distance knowing he’s nothing but trouble, but Holder insists on learning everything about her. After finally caving to his unwavering pursuit, Sky soon finds that Holder isn’t at all who he’s been claiming to be. When the secrets he’s been keeping are finally revealed, every single facet of Sky’s life will change forever.”

I could literally talk about this book for hours. I could tell you how wonderfully crafted the characters were:

“I’ve never met anyone that puts so much thought into their own responses.  The way he lets things soak in while he prepares his own response – it’s like words are limited and he only wants to use the ones that are absolutely necessary.”

I could tell you that despite horrific circumstances this story’s protagonist was able to maintain a modicum of wit:

“I seriously thought people only acted this way in books, but I’m witnessing first hand that idiots actually exist.”

I could even go on to tell you how completely masochistic it is to read this book.

“Sometime you have to choose between a bunch of wrong choices and no right ones. You just have to choose which wrong choice feels the least wrong.”

But I’m not going to do that.

Instead I am going to tell you about a girl who had no idea how to care. Who was convinced that tears made her weak. That protected her fragile mind by looking up instead of at. Who’s entire world had to crash down before she understood the power of human contact.  Who had to smile, and rage and forgive and understand before she could truly live.

That girls name was Sky, and Hopeless is her story.

It is sad. It is taboo. It will make you uncomfortable. It will make you question your morals. It will ask you if wrong IS always wrong. It will make you cry. It will make you smile. It will make you observant. It will confirm that you are human.

It’s THAT kind of book. And by “THAT” I mean brilliant.

Do your heart a favor and read it.

Happy Reading my fellow Kindle-ites and remember: “A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.” ― Elbert Hubbard

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About Misty

Your friendly neighborhood narcissist. I'm sarcastic, cynical and a bit cranky. I own a soap box so big that sometimes I have difficulty stepping down off of it, and I'm about 94% certain I have multiple personalities. I don't sleep enough, and I read more than any person should ever consider normal. I have anger management issues, especially when I'm stuck in traffic and I have an unhealthy obsession with my Kindle. I am a vampire lovin', zombie obsessed, book-in-hand, iPod freak. You either love me or hate me. You be the judge.