by Kaley Whittle
Death Spiral, in and of itself, was an awesome book. I can say, as a fifteen year old girl, that Faith Flores was incredibly relatable, even though we lead such different lives. Mrs. Chodosh captures teenage angst so well, I was entirely convinced that somebody my age had written the book.
Death Spiral, in and of itself, was an awesome book. I can say, as a fifteen year old girl, that Faith Flores was incredibly relatable, even though we lead such different lives. Mrs. Chodosh captures teenage angst so well, I was entirely convinced that somebody my age had written the book.
Now that we have the mild fangirling
aside, let's talk about the book in a more serious manner. Death
Spiral, which is narrated by
Faith, quickly shows that she is not like most girls. She's
the rule-breaking rebel, with very clear ideas on life and love and
the world around her. Her mother, however, is just a little bit
disconnected. An addict of the highest degree, her mother swears that
she is now clean. And Faith believes her. That's not the problem.
The problem is when the cops come to
retrieve her mother's body from their apartment, a body that just so
happens to look like its owner died of a heroin over-dose.
With suspicious characters and lies
swirling around her in a metaphorical tornado of madness, Faith sets
out on her own to find out what exactly happened to her mother. With
her passion for science and sarcastic comments, who knows what or who
she might find. Oh, and don't forget Jesse, her loveable little
blonde-haired, blue-eyed, extremely attractive partner in crime:
“I try to see Jesse through my
aunt's eyes and imagine what she's thinking with his orange pom-pom
ski hat, oversized flannel shirt, unlaced Converses, and torn jeans
looking like he just robbed a Goodwill store. But there's something
soft about Jesse, too, something honest in his indigo eyes that
always seem to be looking behind what you're saying for something
deeper.”
Jesse showed up one day in Faith's
science class, and the first thing he did was challenge her. He
didn't stop when the bell rang either, Jesse would show up at the
most in-opportune times and drive Faith insane. But he was smart, as
smart as she was, and no matter how she tried, she couldn't keep him
out of her life. Much to Faith's annoyance, when Jesse found out
about her mom, he signed himself up to help her solve the mystery.
She never expected him to actually be of use, because Jesse wasn't
just there to look pretty. Jesse was there to help. And kiss her
every now and then.
Kayle, this is a wonderful review, thoughtful, well-written. I love the idea of a Poisoned Pencil community starting. Perhaps you will have your own blogs and even your own e-mail address.
ReplyDeleteHmm . . . will this in any way change your view of being a mystery writer's daughter?
*sigh* I dream of the day when I will one day posses my own e-mail address (extra points for rhyming?). And I doubt it will change my view on watching my mum type all day, but don't tell her that. She needs something to look forward to.
DeleteKaley! What a great and thoughtful review. I know Janie will be thrilled. Did you upload it to Amazon and Goodreads too?
ReplyDeleteIf you don't watch out, I'll invite you to beta my books! My Choas Theory will be out Feb 2015. You have some great books coming from the Poisoned Pencil.
If you've any young authors in your book club, please let me know. I'd love to chat with them.
Oh! And nerds RULE! Just what kind if snacks do you have? Geeks rule too.
DeleteNo, I did't upload it on Goodreads or Amazon, but that's a great idea and I should probably be doing that...
DeleteAnd we have the good kind of snacks (aka:pizza).
To elaborate on the more serious things, I'm excited to read you're book, WHICH WE WILL BE DOING YAY! And I think that almost all of our readers also double as writers, so chatting with an actual person who does this for their life and also happens to not be my mum.
Delete