Looking for Alaska by John Green
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

I don't care.

That's really the only thing I could think about this book, specifically anything involving Alaska.

I like John Green. I admire him and his brother immensely, I've followed the vlog, and I've wanted to read a John Green book for a long time. I could never bring myself to do it, however, because John Green has an infuriating habit of writing YA. I enjoy YA books, and I am still in the YA category (if on the latter end of it,) but I can't shake the very wrong stereotype that most YA books are simplistic and trite. Some aren't.

This one is.

I found the characters shallow, the story nonexistant, and the emotions hollow. I didn't feel for the characters, but rather what the characters reminded me of in real life. These are not the same things. I cried at the end of The Book Thief because the characters had become real to me, their life and love and happiness and suffering was all there to share and I took them into my heart. These characters stood in hollow representation of real-life emotions and experiences, and offered an overall disappointing reading experience.

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