Monday, June 29, 2015

Made For You Review

Made For You by Melissa Marr

Title: Made For You
Author: Melissa Marr
Series: None
Publisher: HarperCollins
Publication Date: September 16, 2014
Genre: Fiction; Contemporary; Mystery; Thriller; Romance; Paranormal
Pages: 356
Format: Hardcover

When Eva Tilling wakes up in the hospital, she’s confused—who in her sleepy little North Carolina town could have hit her with their car? And why? But before she can consider the question, she finds that she’s awoken with a strange new skill: the ability to foresee people’s deaths when they touch her. While she is recovering from the hit-and-run, Nate, an old flame, reappears, and the two must traverse their rocky past as they figure out how to use Eva’s power to keep her friends—and themselves—alive. But while Eva and Nate grow closer, the killer grows increasingly frantic in his attempt to get to Eva.

For the first time, New York Times bestselling author Melissa Marr has applied her extraordinary talent to contemporary realism. Chilling twists, unrequited obsession, and high-stakes romance drive this Gothic, racy thriller—a story of small-town oppression and salvation. Melissa’s fans, and every YA reader, will find its wild ride enthralling.


My reaction to this book: ….WHAT?! #*@! What the effing F?

Eva Tilling has a classic case of amnesia you often find in mystery murder thrillers. She was a victim of a hit and run and is now the key witness in catching this want-to-be killer. I don’t know about you, but that sure does sound like fun. While caught in a maelstrom of “Who dunnit?” Eva is reunited with him. Nate. Not just a boy, but the boy. I think you see where I’m going with this. So, because a girl’s work is never done, Eva not only has to catch a murderer, but she also has to navigate the treacherous waters of boys and love.

“Creepy” is the first word that pops to mind. Weird is another, but creepy really encompasses the strangeness this book is comprised of. Would you believe that before this book, I was a Marr-book virgin? Never, not once, have I ever read anything of Marr’s before. I have to say I’m a little hesitant to touch another. I’m not really one for creepiness.

The things I liked: the writing and the format. There is no denying that Marr is the queen of suspense and thrill. Her writing had me on the edge of my seat, and multiple times my eyes did that thing where they widen in surprise and awe even though it’s just a book and no one else is there, so you’re kind of just surprising yourself which is a little nerdy and odd. I don’t usually have those eye-widening moments, but in the case of this book, I had many. Which is good, I guess. Also, I’m a fan of the way Marr wrote in the point of view of the killer. Made it even more mysterious. Ooh. (*finger waggle that people do when they try to make a scary point*)

Like I said, I’m not one for creepiness, which lets me move on to what I didn’t like. The obsession and the psychopathness of it all was just a little too…much. I could see where all the people who raved about this book were coming from, I really could. The writing was amazing, but my own personal opinions of what I like to read just got in the way. In the standpoint of an indifferent third party judging purely on the technique and quality of the book, it was amazing. But in the point of view of me, the creepy-sensitive book reviewer, it was not so amazing. Multiple time it just went a little too far. And plus, I just couldn't get into the whole "oh, I have mysterious powers that I automatically understand and don't really care where they came from or why I have them" thing going on. 

I love thrillers and murder mysteries. Just not like this. It’s my personal opinion that I would rather not read stories that make me want to go out and buy fifty more locks and dead bolts to put on my door.







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