Everything there is to say about John Green has already been said. He's one of those authors that (almost) everyone adores. He makes writing and reading YA fiction something an adult can be proud of, while simultaneously appealing to every teenager ever. It's kind of ridiculous.
So, yeah, The Fault in Our Stars
was amazing. Brilliant. Gorgeous. And, well, every other adjective along those lines. But if I hadn't been sent it for review, I probably wouldn't have picked it up. Because, honestly, it's a teenage cancer book
. As if life weren't miserable enough already.
I thought I'd list a few reasons for you to read this book in spite of the scary, depressing cancer. Reasons I would have liked to have known, for those of you who haven't wanted to pick it up:
- It is a book about a book.
This is one of those tropes usually seen in lit-fic, so I was pleasantly surprised to see it in The Fault in Our Stars
. I love a good book about characters seeking out an author or obsessing about a sequel/ending that doesn't exist. The Fault in Our Stars was rather like Carlos Ruiz Zafon's The Shadow of the Wind
... only, er, good
- It's funny. It probably shouldn't be funny, but it is. The characters are snarky, witty and quick with their comebacks... I loved how their minds worked and highlighted every other line to add to my own repertoire of comments.
- It is THE cancer book. It's the only one you ever need to read. Once you've read it, the obligation to read anything similar is gone. And despite the cancerous misery, it is also rather life affirming. So... it's probably as good as cancer books get.
- You'll finally understand all the friggin' references. Alas, not reading this book has become like not reading The Hunger Games. Okay? Okay.
Bottom line? Yes, this book is emotionally manipulative. Yes, it will make you laugh. Yes, it will make you cry. So... just read it already so we can all stop talking about how much we loved it.