A Mood Ring Doesn't Have Enough Colors

A Mood Ring Doesn't Have Enough Colors

• Mar 27, 2013

Unravel Me by Tahereh Mafi

Release Date: February 2013
Publisher: HarperCollins
Pages: 461 pages
Series: Shatter Me #2
Source & Format: Bought; Hardcover
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Summary (from Goodreads)

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time for war.

Juliette has escaped to Omega Point. It is a place for people like her - people with gifts - and it is also the headquarters of the rebel resistance.

She's finally free from The Reestablishment, free from their plan to use her as a weapon, and free to love Adam. But Juliette will never be free from her lethal touch.

Or from Warner, who wants Juliette more than she ever thought possible.

In this exhilarating sequel to Shatter Me, Juliette has to make life-changing decisions between what she wants and what she thinks is right. Decisions that might involve choosing between her heart - and Adam's life.

Thoughts on Unravel Me

Instead of a review, my feelings are a little different for this book. Let's proceed.

Dear Juliette,

Girl, why are you such a pill in this book? I really don't understand. You were crazypants in Shatter Me, but I understood you. I felt your pain and just wanted to give you a great big hug and sit next to you in therapy. But in Unravel Me, I really just wanted to put you in time out. Why are you so mopey and whiny?

You've got skills. Let's get a grip and start acting like the boss you could be if you'd stop pretending you're in middle school. Yep, middle school. Juliette, you're above that. I know, I know - you've got relationship problems and all the feelings. That doesn't make it okay! Rise above. Be awesome. Because you, my friend, can be kind of a buzzkill. 

You know I love you. I just want you to be better.

Dear Adam,

Do I picture you as Adam Levine for no reason other than your name is Adam? Maybe. But that just works in your favor! Have you seen his tattoos? Dayyyyuuuummmmm. Unlike Betty, I'm not a sucker for a boy with tattoos, but I'd make the exception for Mr. Levine so that also extends to you. Anyway, back to the topic at hand....

I love you. I really do. I swooned and sighed when you charmed crazy Juliette in Shatter Me. I cheered you on when you wooed that lonely soul. So what happened? I needed you to be in control. Instead, you were just as much of a pill as Juliette. Don't worry, I didn't switch to Team Evil Villain. But I thought about it for two seconds before I came to my senses! Those two seconds NEVER would have happened if you'd been on your game.

I expect great things from you. It's time to deliver.

Dear Warner,

I don't know who you are, why people like you, or what happened in Chapter Sixty-Whatever. As far as I'm concerned, you = nothing but a bad guy.

Okay, so maybe you have a human side. Doesn't mean I'm rooting for you! Wanting you and Juliette to be together would be like sticking my finger in at outlet - I know better, it's just going to end in pain and I'd look stupid in THE END. Because in THE END, she's going to be with Adam. Or Kenji. Okay, sorry, that's probably just a personal wish. Either way - she won't be with you!

Go find a dog to be your friend and just leave Juliette alone. OKAY?!

Dear Kenji,

I love you. I love you. I love you. Wherever you are, that's where I want to be too. Thanks for being the one normal person in this barrel of crazy. Also, I'd be totally okay if you turned everything into a love square. Just saying...

Dear Tahereh,

Thanks for writing one of my favorite books this year! Yes, some of your characters needed a good spanking or to be told, "You have five seconds to change your attitude before I change it for you." But you made me feel! You made me take sides, clutch my pages, sigh in happiness and then groan in frustration. So, I love you for that. Thanks for making sit down with this big fat book and not get up again until I was done. Thanks for writing something that made me want to discuss it with friends and shove the series on everyone I meet. Thanks for putting the crazy down on paper and sending it out into the world. This reader is forever grateful!

So Quotable

"Synonyms know each other like old colleagues, like a set of friends who've seen the world together. They swap stories, reminisce about their origins and forget that though they are similar, they are entirely different, and though they share a certain set of attributes, one can never be the other. Because a quiet night is not the same as a silent one, a firm man is not the same as a steady one, and a bright light is not the same as a brilliant one because the way they wedge themselves into a sentence changes everything. They are not the same."