The Fault in Our StarsThe Fault in Our Stars by John Green
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

i knew i would cry. i looked forward to it.

it was inevitable. chances of tears from dearly touching moments are extremely high where prose written by John Green is concerned. The Fault in Our Stars seems to do its best to exemplify this.

how much i cried surprised me. how much i laughed surprised me. also, what made me cry surprised me. ludicrous, sarcastic, dark-witted dialogue made me laugh, often while revealing some of the more tragic aspects of the story. and i cried at some of the sweetest, happiest details.

to be clear, there were also moments that were purely happy or simply sad. these moments, at least for me, usually occurred between the laughter and/or tears.

i think the reason i feel so affected is i really didn’t expect it. i mean, i got the foreshadowing loud and clear. there was an abundance of clues and i followed them easily to the conclusion. but the way the characters changed and grew and (in classic John Green fashion) remained flawed and human, was not something that i could predict. these were the things that i found touching and thoughtful and excruciatingly beautiful.

i think it helped to finish the book the same way i had started it; listening to John read it to me. i got the Limited Edition Audiobook box set, and i’m so glad that i did.

also, the title couldn’t have been more perfect. not just meaning of the title and how it relates to the book, but there is much talk of stars sprinkled throughout the story. both real and metaphorical ones.

oh, and Orion happens to be the only constellation i can identify as well.


>there is a name for my animosity toward Stephanie Meyer’s predilection for repetitive verbiage, and that name is “chagrin.”*

seriously, you could play a fucking drinking game to this book. which is really a shame since, with exception of the excessive use of “chagrin,”** it’s really not a bad book.

all the scenes and dialog move the story along. sometimes i think the pacing could be helped. maybe that certain conversations or descriptions run a bit long, but none are pointless.

i’m a little suspicious of my judgement however. ever since City of Masks,*** i’m afraid that anything will pass as good in comparison.

but no. the more i think about it, and rate it against my criteria, the more i think it’s ok. i mean, it’s no HP or Hunger Games or Apathy and Other Small Victories, but it’s definitely not bad. …and doesn’t drag on like Blindsight tended to do. and when i got to the end i really liked Blindsight, but there were moments where i was unsure. also, Blindsight had a character named Chelsea which i just found kind of distracting.

but i was talking about The Host. oh yeah, did i mention we were talking about The Host? we’re talking about The Host. yeah. so far, not bad. but i haven’t gotten to the end yet. it’s still possible it will be devastatingly disappointing. we’ll see.

* i was trying to find the right word for my feeling. more than annoyance. more intense than simple anger. rage would be overboard. i looked to the thesaurus and it suggested “chagrin.” :/

** which is among my list of favorable words. when it’s not grossly overused, of course.

*** which is pretty much the most annoying book ever. ESPECIALLY the ending. ugh! you remember, it’s the one i ranted about. the one that said “dragon eyes” and said something about two hearts beating as one, or some schmaltzy crap like that.

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