a bad book review


Do I have to say I don’t own this? Bc, trust me, I don’t.

There was a point in my life during which I read strictly young adult novels, with a romance and, preferably, an element of fantasy. A prime example of this is Meg Cabot’s Mediator series, centered around a teenage girl that can see ghosts (including the hot one that haunts her bedroom). I reread the series recently, in addition to its 2016 adult sequel Remembrance. 

I’m not sure when I got so cynical, but it was between the first and second time I read about Susannah (Suze) Simon and her sexy, dead boyfriend.

* there are about a million spoilers for the series in this post 

The romantic plot, as full of “emotional turmoil” as it is, is quite silly at first glance. Suze, the mediator, can see ghosts and happens to fall in love with the one that haunts her bedroom (because he died there 150 years ago…hot).  So, of course, for the first five novels the reader hears all about how hard it is to love a ghost at sixteen or something. Also, Suze periodically raves about how good looking he is, which is just, like, I get it, already.

Anyway, despite the interference of an emotionally abusive psychopath/second love interest named Paul, Suze and Jesse (the dead one) end up together in the end because DESTINY~*. I’m fairly certain Meg Cabot lost her mind before writing the last novel in the original series, because that’s how whacked out the ending is, but, regardless, she told us at one point that Suze was destined to love only one person her whole life, based on the advice of a carnival psychic.

I’ve lost my point in all of this.

I guess, the thing is, I don’t believe in fortuitous, “fateful” happy endings. In the Mediator series, it took time travel and some other weird, special ghost-seeing abilities for the couple to get together in the end.

I don’t want to read a book in which things just fall into place. Things, love/jobs/puppies, take work, and I’d rather read about a woman that’s struggling to figure them out, like me, and doesn’t necessarily have a happy ending. Remembrance, the sequel to the series, was basically 300 pages of how great Suze’s life is, with a dusting of “drama” that ended in a wedding and the coupling of literally everyone in the series.

So, basically, I might as well have read one of Shakespeare’s comedies (which, if you know me, you’ll know I greatly prefer his tragedies).


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