I roast the fuck out of Tell Me Three Things by Julie Buxbaum. I just felt that Jessie was a fucking idiot.
The book’s humor makes it’s plot and characters fun to read, so I do recommend the book.
When I find a likeable, badass, female character in a book, it is very refreshing. Here is a list of my favorite lit(erary) bitches.
I loved almost everything about The Walled City by Ryan Graudin. The story was engaging, and it was difficult to put the book down.
It has a dumb title, but it’s a good book.
Although I was not impressed with Mal or Alina, I still recommend The Grisha Trilogy. If Zoya and Nikolai were the main characters, the trilogy would have been flawless.
Greg’s mom makes him visit a girl named Rachel, because she was diagnosed with leukemia. I realize this sounds like a sad book, and it is. However, it is also a funny book, so you should read it.
You do not need to be good at playing music to appreciate it. In Classic Rock Stories: The Stories Behind the Greatest Songs of All Time by Tim Morse the stories about the songs are from the artists, themselves.
Station Eleven by Emily St. John Mandel is a post-apocalyptic novel. The world ends because of a disease called the Georgia Flu.
A group of kids prank call random people, whose names are listed in an ancient device known as a “phonebook”; they try to keep people on the line for as long as possible. Lorraine, secretly peeking at the names, calls an old dude named Angelo Pignati. Lorraine and John decide to meet Mr. Pignati, with whom they develop a friendship.