So it’s 6am. And I’m so worked up and angry. Very angry. Raging angry.
I just finished reading the sequel to a favorite book of mine. I was sooooo excited for it too because the first one was so good. But as you can see from above, I’m not very happy about it. And I’m so frustrated I’m not sure how I could even sleep tonight.
Anyway, I received an eARC of this book directly from the author so I definitely want to put a good review out. I mean there were parts I really loved and I even got teary-eyed. But I always go back to the anger, especially since the last scene was the worst of it all. It was soooo soap opera cliche and I hated every bit of it.
The author set up this perfect moment already. I was so happy about it, but it was all ripped away. And how I hate it all so much! I’ve always been a positive person and I love all kinds of books. Very few can infuriate me and it makes me feel so lost. I needed someone to talk to about it but I’m not sure anyone would hear me out so I ran to my blog for comfort.
I’m still lost and hurting about the whole thing, but at least I could somehow let it out. Why did it have to end up like this? I had so much faith. I’m so disappointed and angry and I just really don’t know what to do about it all. Everytime I think about it I see red despite the wonderful parts of the story. Maybe I should just clear my head, but I’m VERY tempted to rant on my whole review based on how I feel.