Dismantle My Bed

…I read/started two young adult books, neither of which I loved.

The first one, You Don’t Know Me by David Klass, I read all the way through. I can’t say it was a book I thoroughly enjoyed. There were several things that I found incredibly annoying. However, there were two parts that were so brilliantly written that they actually made reading the whole book worthwhile. The first was when the main character, John, described the way that he saw his mother. The other was when John indulged in a father fantasy. Those two parts, I could have read again and again (especially the part about his mother).

The second book, If I Should Die Before I Wake, by Han Nolan, I admit I didn’t last long in. In general, it takes a lot to get me to give up on a book. I will skim to get to the good parts before I will determine it a lost cause and stop reading. This book, however, I quit about thirty pages in. I found nothing redeeming about it at all. I skimmed a little to see if I would happen upon something great, then I gave up and skipped to the end, just to make sure I wasn’t going to miss anything. When I did, I was glad I’d quit when I did.