Until it spins around and lies with lips and teeth carved into semblance of something too passive to punch.' 'Hate looks like everybody else until it smiles. Shatter Me's numerous metaphors, similes, and endless descriptions just didn't make sense. I have a high tolerance level for flowery writing. For example, some reviewers thought that Lips Touch: Three Times was just a mess of bloated purple prose, whereas I thought it was one of the most beautiful books I read last year. I think there's a fine line in writing between the pretty and the purplish and different readers will define it in their own way. However, I was also prepared to allow myself to be surprised a lot of my friends loved this and one of the biggest criticisms didn't actually bother me - purple prose. Any so-called 'dystopia' with a runway model on the front cover leaves me feeling sceptical. You're probably assuming - correctly - that I went into this book with low expectations.
I originally gave Shatter Me two stars because that's my sort of kneejerk reaction to books I don't like, but after thinking it over for a while, I can't recall anything positive about it that would justify a rating of more than one star. This is not a novel, it is a collection of similes and metaphors, most of which do not make sense.
