I have to return this book to the library today, so I’ll be quick. It has not stopped me from wanting to read more of her, but nevertheless, I am a little disappointed. This is not as good as The Ex Games, but it followed the same basic format. Erin has red hair, like Hayden did. Erin and Hunter fought back and forth the way Hayden and Nick did. This turned me off because I think Echols does a better job with development of Hayden and Nick’s story. This time around it just felt recycled. Ironically, even though these two are in college, they are both virgins and therefore the sex scene was downplayed, which is very different from Forget You. It’s pretty neat that the story is about one creative writing class, yet unbelievable that the kids in that class can become so close over the course of one semester. As someone who took several writing classes while at uni, I can assure you no one became that close with their classmates. The style for the workshop is realistic. Writers are supposed to read the set of stories for each class and provide comments while authors sit and listen and don’t say a word until the very end. Gabe wasn’t a very in-control instructor though. Most all of my writing classes were commanded by confident teachers who had no problem interrupting or telling you what they thought and I appreciated that. I also find it hard to believe that two people would be sending each other hidden messages in stories they write for class. I do believe the guys would gang up against the girls when talking about what is good writing and what is not. This is not her best work, but was still an enjoyable...

The Ex Games is a work of genius. No, seriously, it is. I know from the cover you might not think so. I know I didn’t when I first picked it up at the library. My thought was confirmed when I read the blurb on the back cover. This was going to be another typical teen rom-com where the two most unlikely people to get together end up falling for each other in the end. Blah, blah, blah. Bleh. That’s not to say that that didn’t happen. It did. It was how they got there, no, how Miss Echols got them there, that was pure genius. Hayden is a redhead who comes with all the bells and whistles of being one. She has no problem with exploding in Nick’s face whenever he provokes her with a Hoyden name-calling or something else inappropriate like that infamous fire-crotch incident. Nick and Hayden are the exes in question and they were an item in the seventh grade. It is now junior year, but Hayden hasn’t let go of that humiliating moment in the movie theater right after Nick kissed her when she found out that he had been dating her only to win a bet that no girl would be interested in him for him and not his money. She’s All That anyone? He didn’t exactly apologize for it either. So here we are, four years later, still holding a grudge over the most popular, best-looking dude in school (as if we really needed the reminder from a now teenage Hayden about the nice shape of his ass and chest muscles to figure this out). Since our heroine does not possess the stellar grades needed academically to go to college, her only hope is her one true passion. There’s just one problem. She needed to get over her fear of heights so she can land that jump that will make her one step closer to becoming a professional snowboarder. And everyone is so supportive, from stepping in to come up with raps (her little brother who has hopes of going pro himself with the help of big sis no less) to challenging her in a comp for Poser tickets (only the hottest band who will...

  I don’t think I’ll be able to switch it up. When I start reading one YA author, I have this incessant need to read all the books by that author before switching it up. That’s a sign of a successful YA author. So here I am, having finished Jennifer Echols’ Going Too Far. I have to say, my experience reading it may have been slightly tainted just because the copy I borrowed from the library smelled like perfume the whole time. I couldn’t get it out of my nose the whole time I was reading it which may have affected my opinion of the book, which is a pity because things like that really shouldn’t influence you while you read. Oh well. I find it interesting that an eyebrow piercing is supposed to signify “bad girl.” The part of her describing the cop she rides with was very confusing for me, though maybe Echols meant it that way. At the beginning I didn’t know if he was young or old, or if he had a wife and family already or something like that. Though, to Echols’ credit, Meg wasn’t sure either. I just can’t imagine a 19-year-old young man looking like he’s 40. That just doesn’t make sense to me. I also didn’t find the ending to be satisfying. I couldn’t believe Meg had cancer. That wasn’t realistic. So Johnafter never goes to college to pick up art instead? He remains a cop forever in this town everyone else is so desperate to escape? This is not one of my favorites of Echols, but she has not lost my attention yet. This past weekend I checked out two more of her books. Have no fear. I will continue to read her. On a totally side note, I never seem to know the right things to say. I know I already said this in my Xanga, but I can’t help it....