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320 pages, Paperback
First published April 30, 2013
Only stupid people think innocence is some weird state of not-knowing that children grow out of once they start to understand innuendo. Or maybe it’s not that they’re stupid: maybe it’s just that in some weird grown-up way they are still innocent. Because otherwise they’d know better: they’d understand, even if they couldn’t really explain it, that innocence is so much bigger. It’s every aspect of life you have before you know how precious and wonderful it is to be ignorant. It’s all the time you spend rushing, rushing to know, never expecting to find grief waiting beside knowledge.
0/5 stars
The cover was too nice for this book. It was obvious from the start that the bone dragon wasn't alive at all - it was just Evie making everything up. There are even hints. The universe the writer builds does not seem able to support the 'magic' of the bone dragon, unless you count all of the flowery flower descriptions that make no sense to non-gardeners and people living outside England. Hooray, she's such a hormonal, virginal girl. I find that the people around her also spoil her too much. Thank god Evie is not really a whining brat, or I would have thrown the book out of the window. However, she is a very malicious girl, and tries to pretend her evil half away by being the perfect little daughter for her adoptive parents. In short, she is a sickening character. It would have been better stylistically if the author had chosen to write this book from third-person perspective, because Evie is an unreliable narrator. She conveniently omits or plays down the parts where she is violent to other people, and tries to portray herself as a beautiful soul who is oh-so-pitiful and oh-so-sensitive and artsy that she is so good in English and ooh, she got top marks in History! What a little genius! No, she isn't really. Girl, you don't understand Hamlet because you've I'm so sorry. I just can't stand the way she's making herself into such a tragic-hero character. If not tragedy, then where is the heroism? I think she wants to believe in that make-believe so much that she often deletes her memories as well.
"This magical book will leave you thunderstruck." Yes, thunderstruck that there was no real magic and that I spent a few hours of my life reading such trash. Also, an entry I read in a writing competition is EXTREMELY similar to the opening of this book. It would be exciting if plagiarism was involved - two mediocre people would get into a catfight. It would be so amusing.
Anyway, there didn't seem to be a proper resolution to the book. Even the characters said themselves, they didn't really have to do anything, and instead of seeking true healing by letting Evie move on the author allows Evie an outlet for her hate and spite. It is interesting to see that such behaviour is considered acceptable in that perfectly, overly-British setting where all the adults are madly deluded that they're doing the right thing but in reality are only saying and doing things that will make themselves feel better, in their selfish and self-important British fashion. Aww, it's so nice that they're trying to be kind. This book is so full of British clichés and British slang in awkward places that I'm surprised the author didn't go the whole hog and put "innit" in it. (see what I did there?)
Ms Winters is a horrible person as a counselor. Evie writes good things about her but the dialogue and her actions say otherwise. Supposedly, she is 'different' from all the 'stupid' counselors. No, she is not. Uncle Ben is too good for that woman. I would have slapped that witch long ago for being so presumptuous. How Evie treats her as a 'friend', I have no idea. Speaking of Uncle Ben, he has a love for Evie that reminds me of Humbert Humbert's 'love' for Lolita. Amy is nice, if a little foolish, and Paul is not a bad person either, though he engages in childish activities with Uncle Ben. I feel bad that they have to deal with Evie's drama.
The only part that left me aching in the book was such a small part, and it sucks to think that something as monumental as *gasp* can be totally blown away by one little detail. Unfortunately, that single moment, even with the beautiful book cover, is not enough to earn ONE measly star for this...book.
In summary, I don't hate this book. I just feel sorry that such books exist. The noble dragon certainly deserves a much better book to star in. I adore the majesty of dragons, and this Muggle (i.e. non-magical) book has in no way satisfied my quest for tales of glorious dragon adventures. Evie, and definitely none of the other characters (even the dragon itself) do NOT deserve a dragon, and they will never, EVER deserve a Chinese dragon.
Don't ask me about unicorns.
"I don't want to," I say. "They only go to the pure. Those who are chaste."
You have no need of a unicorn, the Dragon tells me firmly. It would be of no use to you. It is well that you wished for a dragon. You have need of me.
The only thing next is the staples coming out and going back to school and the world going on. Because it always does. Even when it shouldn't possibly be able to because no one should have to keep on living when it's beyond unbearable. But the world doesn't care about that. And somehow hearts don't stop, even though it isn't possible they should keep on beating. And people don't just stop breathing. Instead they find out there are infinite places beyond unbearable.