Review: Normal People

Normal People by Sally Rooney
My rating: 1 of 5 stars

Note: Previously, I had received my copy from the library with an alternate cover, which was definitely more cute than this plain two-shade color palette.

On to the review then, y'all.

The cover, I have to admit was the selling point for me to get this book, so was the popularity this book held among friends and everyone else on goodreads.

One and a half reasons why I got this book at all. (Could be a good title, one and a half reasons, hmm..)

Anyway. On to the not so favourable reason why I rejected this book automatically after having read several pages.

The main reason, the game changer reason for wanting to have no memory or feel of ever touching this book or reading it: The writing style.

You heard me right. The writing style.

It was so darn confusing. Disjointed and the poor narrator is not sure which path it should take. Here's how it all happened.

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Narrator at first: Ah okay the third narrative. It's easy, it's neutral and it says all about the situation.

But then halfway through the book:

Narrator: Ah but no wait, the first pov is more used and popular. It lets you know how the character feels, and tells you the reasons why they act the way they do.

But then again through most of the book:

Narrator: But no, I really want to do the first narrative. I don't care what anyone says. Third narrative and me jam so good, I don't feel like touching anything else.

But then:

Narrator: But the first pov....the readers will kill me if they can't tell what their beloved book characters are doing. They'll come after me with...*gulps* sharpened pens and everything..

Oh fuck that's not good. Call the author, I'm sticking with the first pov.

But then finally:

Narrator: Fine, let's just jumble shit together. It's a win for me and that stupid egotistical reader who doesn't care about the way I tell the story and who just wants the character's voice and all, ungrateful brats.

Fucking call the author! Let's just do this shit once and for all.

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That's what's been happening the entire time. The writer/narrator is not sure which path they should take. It's like they're busy playing eenie, meanie, miney, mo.

THEY CAN'T FUCKING DECIDE! It's so darn aggravating to have to keep flashing back and forth between different proses.

No one can get a faster whiplash than this.

So, totally confusing writing style just had me, at this many stars.

Sorry to the people who had loved this book, but unless the author knows which writing style she's hooking up with, I could care less about her books.

That's all.

Until the next read,

TMR

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