What a stupid, stupid choice. Let me back up. I went to 2 branches of the library to find it. When I looked on the computer, I found that no library in the county had it. That should have been my first clue. I finally accepted that I would have to spend money on a book that I didn't know whether I would like and went to Barnes and Noble. I asked for it and they thought it was a recipe book and said they didn't have it. I told them it was fiction and the author's name, only to find out it was in the children's section--not even young adult or teen but the actual children's section.
I got the paperback, so at least it didn't cost me $16, but it wasn't worth the $6. Here's the title, are you ready: The Candymakers. It's about children who win a contest and get to tour a candy factory. Sound familiar? There are four 12 years olds, 3 boys and a girl. They all have their own issues and quirks. My favorite one was the 12 year old boy who is trying to deal with death. His phobias and coping mechanisms were especially entertaining to me--can you hear the sarcasm? It's my book club. Did it even dawn on the person who chose this (who, yes, had already read it) that I was living with this in reality? I could make a list of real-life, in my home, osbtacles that my 12 year old faces every day.
Of course, in the end, it turned out the person who died wasn't really dead and there was a happy ending. That infuriated me even further. But what should I expect from a child's book right?
The writing was okay I suppose--for 12 year olds. Predictable--maybe not for preteens. There were spies, bullies, fantasy contests and oh yeah, caffeine as a villain.
How could I possibly hate it?
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