By E. Lockhart.


So this one has an interesting blur:
A beautiful and distinguished family.
A private island.
A brilliant, damaged girl; a passionate, political boy.
A group of four friends—the Liars—whose friendship turns destructive.
A revolution. An accident. A secret.
Lies upon lies.
True love.
The truth. 
We Were Liars is a modern, sophisticated suspense novel from National Book Award finalist and Printz Award honoree E. Lockhart. 
Read it.
And if anyone asks you how it ends, just LIE.

It really just makes you want to read the book, doesn’t it? And you won’t regret it.

The writing is gorgeous and the atmosphere created is absolutely phenomenal. The characters of the liars are all pretty interesting, and the whole book has a mysterious quality which kept me engaged throughout.

“Then he pulled out a handgun and shot me in the chest. I was standing on the lawn and I fell. The bullet hole opened wide and my heart rolled out of my rib cage and down into a flower bed. Blood gushed rhythmically from my open wound,
then from my eyes,
my ears,
my mouth.
It tasted like salt and failure.”

Now, I was aware of some of the hype surrounding this book, which usually never helps with my enjoyment because it only serves to create expectations that should not exist. In this case however, it didn’t detract from my reading experience at all. Yes it has a twist in the end. No, it’s not a wholly original twist, nor is it very shocking. But it is well done, and frankly, this book is so beautifully written I don’t think I would have minded it if the twist was terrible. The hype and the marketing surrounding this book hinges on it, but in my opinion, that is not this book’s real strength.

If you like writing that is evocative and captivating, then this is for you.
Read it, enjoy it, and
be a little kinder than you have to.


4 hearts out of 5

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