Yesterday the campus librarian checked out a bunch of books to me that I've been meaning to read. Yesterday afternoon I read Countdown by Deborah Wiles, which I had been meaning to read ever since a student reccomended it to me. I really enjoyed it; I though the main character was very well-developed and I ended up caring about what happened to her.
Today I read Maze Runner by James Dashner and didn't enjoy it as much. The subject matter was OK, though I've gotten a bit tired of the dystopian YA genre, but my main problem was with the way the narrator was handled. I understand that for the narrative to flow in a particular way, the author had to have the narrator keep secrets from the reader. However, that strategy made me feel like there was this huge gap in the narrator and thus he just didn't feel as vivid and real. That said, I've started The Scorch Trials (the 2nd book in the series).
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