I can't believe that we're already into March and I'm still on track to read 50 books this year. This goal has been something that I've wanted to do for years, and it's so great to finally be accompolishing it! February was basically dedicated to reading the entire Divergent series. I still need to read Four, and a few of the other spinoff books, but I finished the three main ones and am so excited for the Allegiant to come out in theaters next month. Derek already promised to take me on a date to see it. So without further ado here are the books that I read last month:
Divergent: I've had friends telling me that I need to read this series for years now and never felt like I actually needed to. Sometime in January though, Derek and I watched Insurgent which is the second book to this series on HBO and I decided that I needed to go through and read the entire series so that I knew how it ended because waiting until March to see what was going to happen next was too painful. I thought that this book was awesome and the movie and book together were actually really similar to the same story line which is a huge plus in my book. If you like The Give, Hunger Games, Ender's Game series, you would probably love this series too.
Insurgent: This book made me mad. I'm the type of person that when I watch movies that are books, and then read the books, I remember every detail, and so when I realized the movie to this book was actually quite different from the actual book, it really annoyed me. Obviously the book was really well done and I loved it, but I think the movie is pretty insulting to Veronica Roth's work now.
Allegiant: You know how you get really attached to a book, and a series, and the characters, and how you think a series should warp up, and what actually happens are two different things? That's what happened here with the last book of the Divergent series. I'm still a little emotionally scarred... but I've gone a couple weeks without the ending to this haunting me in my sleep, so I'm making progress.
Unbroken: I'm just going to come out and say it... I don't get all the hype that was going around with this book. I LOVE World War Two books. In fact, it was this World Ward Two book that first helped me even like reading to begin with in elementary school. This one though, just didn't do it for me. The beginning of the book was great, talking about Louie Zapporini (the main character), and how his family growing up were poor immigrants from Italy who moved to California from New York during his childhood, and how he was really rough around the edges growing up, but then he became a renowned Olympic runner and really made a great life for himself before heading out to war. I could relate to all of that and at the beginning, I couldn't put the book down. But then the rest of the book went into detail about his life at war, and becoming a POW and all the things he went through and I don't know, I just felt like the rest of the book was a lot harder to feel connected to then the beginning, and when I finished it, I just felt pretty "meh" about all of it.