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WARNING... SPOILERS AHEAD!
The basic premise sounds fresh and original - a girl (Anna) who was genetically conceived by her parents solely as a means of prolonging the life of their daughter (Kate). I say prolong rather than save because the kind of Leukemia that Kate has is explained as being one that will inevitably kill her, however may be slowed down by various forms of treatment (all of which need a donor; and not just any donor, but a perfectly matched donor which they do not currently have within the family). So what is a mother to do here? Well, genetically engineer an offspring that is a perfect match, of course. Anna has served as this life-prolonging donor for Kate for 13 years through various forms of donations/surgeries, but now Kate needs a kidney and Anna seeks out a lawyer to sue her parents for medical emancipation.
This is what drew me in. It sounded like a story of Anna seeking out control over her life and a means of asserting her own free will as well as a story that would address all sorts of ethical questions and an internal struggle between wanting to save a loved one but not in a way in which you have to sacrifice yourself in the process. However, it turns out it wasn't even Anna's own free will/control being sought after, but rather was Kate's wish to stop fighting the fight against her disease that led to the lawsuit in the first place. There were some deep ethical questions raised (hello! The mom conceiving the child solely as a donor for her daughter and who, no matter how much the book tried to make it seem otherwise, never loved Anna the way she did Kate), but the way in which they were presented was simply not what I had expected. Quite frankly, in my opinion, it was not in a way that was fresh or original, but rather was riddled with cliches, poorly written and contained unnecessary subplots and slapped together ending that seemed designed solely for shock value rather than tying up the story. It felt like The Lovely Bones again, except a million times worse because in this case, I was not impressed with the book leading up to the ending in any way. The chapters alternated between points of view, which is typically a method I enjoy. However, in this case there were SEVEN points of view. Yes, that's right, seven. Several of these could easily have been done away with, as they did not contribute anything for me to the true focus of the story, and their subplots were just plain stupid. Take, for example, the points of view of Anna's lawyer and her guardian ad litem, who just happened to have had a star-crossed high school romance (her being a hipster and he being a rich, preppy jock... cliche much?), and now thanks to the fates have been reunited, reconnect and get married all within the span of the novel! If I sound bitter, it's because I am. This story line was just plain stupid and did not need to be there. There was by far enough subject matter to explore just within the basic premise without including this stereotypical, superficial storyline thrown into the mix. If these characters truly needed to be developed in order to tell the main story (though I honestly do not feel that they needed to be), there certainly must have been a better way to do it.
The other subplot that made me so angry I wanted to throw the book across the room the second I figured out what was happening was that of the firefighter dad and arsonist son. I mean really? Seriously? Again, like there isn't enough good, rich material to develop in the main story, we have to throw in yet another horrible cliche? Because of this and the aforementioned disappointing subplot, every time there was a chapter devoted to Jesse (arsonist son), Campbell (lawyer) or Julia (guardian ad litem) I just wanted to skip past them. I didn't, but the point here is that 3 out of the 7 points of view felt out of place, as if they were taking me away from the real content, which meant almost half of the book was nothing more than an annoyance to me.
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I went into this one, as I said, expecting a profound novel when in fact it is chick lit. Don't get me wrong here, I LOVE me some chick lit. However, I love it when I'm going into it with the intention of reading a chick lit book. Though honestly, I can't imagine liking this book even as a chick lit read, because the cliches, uninspired subplots and annoying characters were far too plentiful and I felt manipulated by the author every step of the way.
I'm going into my next read, PS, I Love You, fully expecting chick lit. I have never read this one, but have seen the movie a bunch of times. It's a movie that I enjoy even though I cry through about 95% of it. I'm curious to see how the experience of reading the book will compare to watching the movie. There's only one way to find out (by starting to read it), which I shall be commencing now.
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