What a great book. While the story line was not one that I would normally enjoy, it’s hard to deny that it was a good read. Let me start by stating the obvious, though: Green is an excellent writer. (Not that my opinion will help put a book on the Canon.) He writes about death as if he was once stricken with a disease and faced an inevitable doom. He writes philosophically, yet without the condescension that might scare a teenager. I’ve always felt that making the abstract concrete was the art of a true genius. Green does this so well as he dives into the fears and questions and anticipations that surround death.
What I find so unique about the book is that it centers around teenagers grappling with death. Not that YA doesn’t deal with death, but not many take on the death sentence of an illness like cancer in such a way that still captures the sincerity of a teenage mind. Those of us in our later years talk about how teenagers sometimes have an immortality complex, and Green does a good job of dismissing this perception, showing the devastating realities of teens who are having to deal with their own mortality.
What are your thoughts? Like it? Didn’t like it? Why? Why not?