Several days ago I completed Madapple and my mind is still reeling a little bit.
First, the subject matter. I knew it was coming. There was this ominous feeling deep in my belly, churning and bubbling as I read. But when the moment arrived I still reeled. It’s one thing to know it’s coming and quite another when it actually arrives.
Second, I’m not sure how I feel about the end. It felt too–easy, for lack of a better word. It was like reading a very twisted episode of Jerry Springer that wraps up with an–and they all lived happily ever after–when you know damn well that isn’t true.
Would I still recommend reading the book? Was is still very well written? Was it still a page turner? Yes on all counts (the first with the caveat that if you can’t handle child abuse/incest stories, skip it). And I do love how the story itself unfolded, switching between the two time periods and points-of-view.
Please allow me to scoop my mind up off the floor before I write a proper review. All I really know at this point is that the next book I read needs to be light and fluffy because this one was (almost) as heavy as it gets–at least where young adult fare is concerned.
