Book Quibbles: (Don’t You) Forget About Me

Stephen King meets Tuck Everlasting in this eerie, compulsively page-turning tale of a girl haunted by the loss of her sister—and trapped by the mysterious power that fuels her small town.

This book.

Is that all I can say? Is that a sufficient review? Because this book, man.

Alright. There’s this place called, Gardnerville, where no one can die or get sick (naturally.) People flock to this place in hopes of a happy and long life, but like every town, it has its secrets.

The main character is Skylar, who gets off on pills that makes her forget a big even that took place with her older sister, Piper. Basically every four years a teenager is possessed by this “power” that kills a lot of people. I guess it’s the towns way of being repaid for keeping all these people alive. Then there’s some other weird things that happen (like a kid just spontaneously being set on fire.)

The book flip flops time. There’s present day Skylar and past events that happened with her sister, making us realize how close they area.

And the thing is, Piper isn’t dead. She’s in some rehabilitation clinic and Skylar wants to get her out. And Skylar is going to have to give up her drug addiction to do that.

Weird. I hate saying that because lots of books are weird, but this one is so different I can barely explain it. Just when you think things make sense, they don’t. Just when you think you have a grasp on what’s going on, you don’t.

The ending confused the hell out of me (that’s literally what I wrote when I read this.) For a while I didn’t think Piper existed and the drugs were causing Skylar to hallucinate and give her false memories. Well, they kind of did.

I couldn’t read another book for days because I couldn’t get this damn one out of my head.

The thing is, I recommend it. It’s such a strange journey that you’re constantly wondering what’s going on. I won’t even put spoilers because you just have to read it for yourself. This isn’t a book for everyone though. I’ve seen some reviews that say it was “too weird.” I appreciate the weird, it confused me, but I appreciate how weird the author took it at times.

I don’t know if I could read it again without getting a major headache though.

 

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