Status Updates From Dream Me

Wow. Do sexual assault guy just gets to walk free because she doesn't want to press charges. That pisses me off because the next girl may not be as lucky. He may not just pin and kids her. He'll probably rape her. Smdh. 😡

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"You're a little vixen, arn choo? ... You know what a vixen is, don' cha?"

Yeah, I knew. He wasn't the first idiot to point out the color resemblance of my hair to a fox's.

Wait a minute. Who's the idiot? This guy's drunk and possibly about to sexually assault her. He's not talking about her freaking hair colour!

It only took thirty minutes to walk around the island and less than that if you went straight through the middle.

Funny how that works!

(This book has been doing this sort of thing since the beginning, over-explaining simple concepts. It leads to a bit of a condescending tone, and it's kind of insulting.)

Marvin? How many teenage boys do you know named Marvin? (For that matter, how many teenage girls named Babe? It's like her parents wanted her to be objectified or something.)

I was hoping the MC was going to be one of those characters who starts out insufferable and then learns the error of her ways. But there's no sign of that happening, and I'm starting to doubt it will.

He longed to make her his, really his.

Good to know that, in thousands (or millions?) of years, some guys will still view women as property.

In California, it never rained during the summer and we didn't seem to need it.

It's comments like this that make me wonder if Babe has the IQ of a turnip.

It's written as light-hearted teasing, but something about the MC making fun of her Vietnamese friend's surname just doesn't sit right with me.

The morning after our first kiss...

What first kiss? In YA, I kind of expect to see it... not just be told about it after the fact.

What's next? The morning after we first had sex...?

He smells like cocoa butter. No, he smells like the lavender conditioner I use in my hair.

Okay. Not that those two things smell anything alike, but he's got to smell like something because this is YA...

"Um," I hadn't heard a word Bing said. "Sorry, I have something in my eye. Could you repeat that?"

I just... What? (Sorry. Maybe I read that wrong because I have too much earwax.)

Thank yew soooo much," she dripped. "It's sooo important to me."

I'm starting to see why there are so many negative and DNF reviews of this book. (It reads like the unedited fan-fiction of a 12-year-old in places. And yet, it's not self-published. Nor is it written by a teenager.)

Maybe it's just me, but I don't really want to see any body part described as a "creamy brown". First the "gelatinous" skin, and now this. (These characters are supposed to be attractive; I'm not seeing it with these descriptions.)

He thought of her clear, light skin that looked as though it would feel almost gelatinous.

There's always room for Jell-O.

Just started this one, but I'm intrigued by the whole premise!

Do people really say "yew" instead of "you" in the Florida panhandle? (I'm trying to figure out how they're different enough to warrant the different spellings since, where I'm from, they sound pretty much the same.)

And to the die from the venom of a viper attack before he ever had the chance to . . . that was an irony he wouldn't allow himself to consider.

I don't know if my mind is just dirty, but I don't know what else he could be talking about.

Viper attack? Nice euphemism.

1%. One freaking percent, and I can already tell that this book had no editor.

And it's really too bad. The descriptive writing is quite nice, so far. But the dialogue... At the very first instance of dialogue we get:

"Zat?" his uncle turned and Zat wasn't sure for a moment if he'd woken or was just mumbling as he often did while he slept.

Where are authors learning this? And can they please stop it?!