I Am Here.Iam Here. I Am Here.I Exist. I Exist. I Exist.I Hear It Then. And It Asks All The Things I

I am here. I am here. I  am here. I exist. I exist. I exist. I hear it then. And it asks all the things I am too afraid to think. Who are you trying to convince? It whispers. You or them?

The voices

Words Fail. Words Fail.  There's nothing I can say.

Words Fail- Dear Evan Hansen 

Love only yourself a little bit longer, until you can't stand not to love someone else.

Kiera Cass, Happily Ever After

I totally agree with the ‘filler’ comment and the thoughts on the cover being very similar...is anyone else getting increasingly less impressed with the shatter me covers? Don't get me wrong! It's my absolute favourite series, one of the only ones I've ever re-read and Tahereh Mafi is an angel...but the covers just don't seem to do anything for me anymore. I don’t really understand them and the titles are getting more iffy as we go...idk..thoughts?

Also, I didn’t feel as connected to the characters as I originally did when I read the trilogy. It’s as though Tahereh waited too long to write the other books to the point where she forgot her own characters a bit and I felt as though I was reading a fan-fiction. 

All throughout the book, I felt as though I was waiting for some big thing to happen and even though a lot did happen and there were many ‘plot twists’, it felt like they...just didn't. I don't know how to explain it. 

But the ending... I know it was supposed to be that “big event” the huge climax but it felt poorly written. *spoilers* We just transitioned to this huge world order convention and The meeting seemed unreal with commanders just yelling at Juliette. Who let her even stand up there in this first place? where is this all happening? These dictators don't seem like the kind of people to just shout their displeasure. Oh right then someone just pulls out a gun and shoots?

*more spoilers* and finally and perhaps most irritatingly, I admired Tahereh’ s work with the Shatter me books because she was able to write an amazing story with all the feels without killing off characters left right and center. But then in Restore Me she just-- kills off everyone? How does that even work? Julliete just unlocks this inner power and--what? Yells everyone dead?

I too have high hopes for Defy Me. I'm hoping that Restore me was just getting Tahereh Mafi back into her groove and reacquainting her with her characters. I feel like having a new narrative with the fan-adored Kenji will really be a redeeming quality and hopefully, we’ll get a better sense of all the world building Tahereh has been doing behind the scenes.

DISCLAIMER: I am not hating on the books or Tahereh Mafi. I REPEAT this is my favourite series of all time and this woman is God-sent and has the writing skills of an angel. And if I could say anything about this series I’d say it’s way underrated for all its hidden gems. These are just some thoughts. What are yours? :)

An update from Tahereh Mafi about Defy Me:

> There will be three point of views! It starts with Warner, Juliette, and Kenji

> Looks like Tahereh has decided to expand on world building her Shatter Me series and we’ll be leaving Sector 45

> Lastly, we got a tease that not everything is what it seems for the fifth installment

My thoughts: Overall, I’m real excited to see what Tahereh has to bring to the table for her Shatter Me series! Hopefully we’ll get a little more action and less of a filler type of book. I think my only issue with this cover is that it’s exactly like the old one but with steel eyelashes. Maybe that’s just me but I really miss the personality that each cover had. Even if the cover is my least favorite, I’m still looking forward to the actual story and I will end my notes with positivity of being side by side with Juliette’s journey.

> What are your thoughts on the new facts and cover? What was your favorite cover?

He reeked of innocence

You could smell it on his breath

Hear it when he spoke

See trails of it on everything he touched

It radiated off his clothes

And shone from his eyes

You could feel it brush you when he passed

It was practically leaking from his pores 

The purity

It left you breathless

The sincerity 

Left you crawling in your skin

The innocence 

Kept you mesmerized 

He reeked of innocence

Bleeding Out

And sometimes these thoughts feel violent, and the words they leave behind are like remnants of a battle and I know they are.                                                                                                                                             Because these thoughts are cunning and conniving predators that hunt me in the dark corners of night and the broad light of day, and when they pounce on me, their easy prey, all that is left of the occurrence is the blood spatter on these pages I call words.

Bleeding Out