Where do I start? I was hoping this book would be a captivating story about a young girl, who is creative yet slowly become depressed and insane enough to push her to the brink of becoming an arsonist, and her struggle with that + mental issues.
And I got that! For the first three pages.
After that this book became a wreck. I ended up hating Iris, so cold, so unlovable. My sympathy for her and her situation faded quickly.
The book also took God’s name in vain several times and had some swearing, which irks me to no end, STOP IT. Should I congratulate you for being able to swear like any other fruitcake? I don't think so.
There were several things that didn’t add up, one of the character’s dresses as a girl, and tricks Iris’s parents that he is an actress, whilst wearing a tight skirt and shirt. But later he is described as “broad”, I WAS ALREADY IN DOUBT, BUT THERE IS JUST NO WAY. Plus, did he shave his legs in order to wear that skirt? So many questions…
Ernest creeped me out. I got stranger danger vibes. #nope
Iris sets things on fire to feel in control of her life, and this fact could’ve made this book SO GOOD. But it’s never the focus, in fact it’s barely touched on at all.
One thing I did like was the sad light this book showed alcohol abuse in, it was beautiful and honestly deep. "...the way she drinks and thinks of everything as a fight, and grabs hold of the day like it's a sheer drop and if she doesn't dig her nails right in, she'll fall." (pg. 28)
In the end, despite this book’s breathtaking cover, amazing and alluring blurb, and cool idea, it just fell flat… sweet and sad in some parts, I’ll give it that, but it was like drinking a glass of soda only to discover it warm--disappointing. Almost enjoyable, but so dull.