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Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick

I…actually liked this book.  I had invited my Inner Teenaged Self up from the basement where she’s usually kept and we read it together.  She liked it, too.  So, here is is Inner Teenaged Self (you can picture her has having purple spikey hair, fishnet tights, and doc Martins, and that will be a pretty accurate description of me my Sophomore year of high school).

So.  There’s been a partner change up in Biology, and Nora has the new kid now sitting next to her.  He is both hot and creepy, as he seems to know a shit ton about her–things that she barely admits to herself.  But he won’t tell her anything about himself, except things like “Call me Patch.  I mean it.  Call me.”  Which, you know, is a lame come on, but his interest in her is hella sexy.

So.  This whole time, I’m telling Nora, jump his bones!  Because I would, but then, you know, I probably would have gotten bored with him anyways.  As it was, with Nora being a scaredy-cat, I didn’t get bored with him for a while.  And then suddenly, I was bored, but then things start getting more explained and I wasn’t bored anymore.

Nora has some right to be scared.  Weird accidents are occurring left and right and it seems Patch can speak thoughts inside her mind.  Also, he may be trying to kill her.  Which is kinda hot.

Thank you, Inner Teenaged Self for that.  Please stop playing with those matches.

However, what we then needed to know, was did we just like this book for it’s cover, flirtatious bad boy, and religiony stuff?  Or was it legitimately good.  Basically, would we have liked Twilight if Edward Cullen was a fallen angel?

Not that we were going to go read Twilight.  But, Inner Teenaged Self and I decided to get our mind-alter on and watch the movie.  We both agreed that it was terrible and when Edward sparkles, we literally fell over laughing.

Inner Teenaged Self reminded me that vampires aren’t terrible, especially if you mix them with religiony stuff, and if they are dark and brooding.  She even reminded me that that extends beyond Angel/Spike.  Remember Memnoch the Devil, and then that one part where Lestat comes back from Hell and eats that chick out while she’s on her period because he’s so hungry for blood?  That was hot.  To which, I had to say, no, that’s really just gross, but yes Lestat is the original modern paranormal bad boy.

Then we had to wonder about this whole thing with attraction being so physical in YA books these days.  I reminded Inner Teenaged Self of that time in 7th grade when we fell madly in love with that cute boy because he picked up a pencil for us that we dropped.  We watched him play basketball during lunch.  We didn’t even like basketball back then.

We also had to discuss this thing where heroines always are beautiful but think they’re ugly.  Inner Teenaged Self thinks she’s fat, but I would kill to weigh what she weighs.  So maybe it’s just reality that that is how girls feel.  Then again, we both agree that sometimes reality is best left untouched.

Regarding the writing…it was o.k.  Not good, particularly, but with fewer laugh out loud descriptions as some of the other books we’ve read.

In conclusion, we have decided that religiony stuff speaks to us, and we would totally have jumped Patch’s bones, but then there would be no story.  Also, it would have been better if it weren’t so obvious that Patch would turn out to be good in the end, as that is just dumb.  Also, we may have to read some Anne Rice again.  Also, heroines with low-self-esteem are dumb.  Also, we will probably read the next one.  Also, sparkly vampires are hilariously dumb.
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If you like this book/author, you might like:

(my reviews in blue)

Fallen by Lauren Kate
Beautiful Creatures by Margaret Stohl
Shiver by Maggie Stiefvater
Bleeding Violet by Dia Reeves
Strange Angels by Lili St Crow
Supernatural: Rising Son by Peter Johnston, Rebecca Dissertine and Diego Olmos
Twilight by Stephanie Meyer
Memnoch the Devil by Anne Rice
Angel Time by Anne Rice

Other works by Becca Fitzpatrick:

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