Book review: Frankenstein

Author: Mary Shelley

Pages: 156

Year of publishing: 1818

Rating: ★★★★✩

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Synopsis: “I saw the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together. I saw the hideous phantasm of a man stretched out, & then, on the working of some powerful engine, show signs of life & stir with an uneasy, half-vital motion.” A summer evening’s ghost stories, lonely insomnia in a moonlit Alpine’s room & a runaway imagination–fired by philosophical discussions with Lord Byron & Percy Bysshe Shelley about science, galvanism & the origins of life–conspired to produce for Mary Shelley this haunting night specter. By morning, it had become the germ of her Romantic masterpiece,Frankenstein. 

Book review: The Maze Runner.

Author: James Dashner

Pages: 385

Year of publishing: 2009

Rating: ★★★✩✩

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Synopsis: When Thomas wakes up in the lift, the only thing he can remember is his name. He’s surrounded by strangers—boys whose memories are also gone.

Nice to meet ya, shank. Welcome to the Glade.

Outside the towering stone walls that surround the Glade is a limitless, ever-changing maze. It’s the only way out—and no one’s ever made it through alive.

Book Review: Wool

Author: Hugh Howey

Pages: 576

Year of publishing: 2011

Rating: ★★★★★

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Synopsis:  What would you do if the world outside was deadly and the air you breathed could kill? And you lived in a place where very birth required a death and the choices you made could save lives – or destroy them.

This is Jules’s story.

This is the world wool.

Book Review: The Name of the Wind

Author: Patrick Rothfuss

Pages: 722

Year of publishing: 2009

Rating: ★★★★✩

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Synopsis: I have stolen princesses back from sleeping barrow kings. I burned down the town of Trebon. I have spent the night with Felurian and left with both my sanity and my life. I was expelled from the University at a younger age than most people are allowed in. I tread paths by moonlight that others fear to speak of during day. I have talked to Gods, loved women, and written songs that make the minstrels weep.

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