Tragedy Girl

Tragedy Girl

Your gut feeling is there for a reason.  You should follow it.  Don’t pet snarling dogs.  Don’t go into those woods.  Definitely don’t date the guy who might have killed his last girlfriend.


Goodreads Summary

Of course Anne would be drawn to Blake. He’s good looking, he’s friendly, and they both bring sob stories to the table: her parents died in a car wreck, his girlfriend, Cara, drowned. Of course Blake would understand what she’s gone through. And of course they can help each other work through the pain. It’s like it was meant to be.

But just as Anne starts to feel she’s finally found something good in all the tragedy, she can’t ignore signs that something’s off. Her friends rarely let her be alone with Blake. Even those closest to Blake seem uneasy around him. And then there are the rumors about the death of Cara, whose body was never recovered. Rumors that suggest Blake’s pain is hiding something darker than Anne can even begin to comprehend . . .

My Thoughts

This is a fast YA mystery/suspense/thriller that I think had a bit of a rough start.  Interaction between the characters was awkward and set off alarm bells early on. I think the foreshadowing was really too thick from the start, and I know I didn’t have any time to really develop trust in any of the characters beyond the narrator, Anne, so I was not surprised by the big reveal. I was more surprised by how long it took Anne to trust her instincts and unattached herself from the crazy.  I think the book did improve as it went on, and though it was predictable, the logical ending played well for me.  A lot of care was taken to develop logic all the way through this story.  Anne’s uncertainty about her feelings is part of the fallout of  her own tragedy.  Blake’s reactions are the combination of his culminated tragedies.  I understood completely what motivated these characters, but I thought there was too much given away too early to really give readers the jolt of surprise they want in a book like this.  This book will probably play better with the intended audience than adults, and language and situations are appropriate for high school readers.

I received an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.


About queenbook

When the final bell rings, I stash those messy piles of essays and analysis assignments in a desk drawer and I head home to a pile of good books. My kids and dog eat too many chicken nuggets and the house could be neater, but as long as I get my daily read, I guess we are doing all right. When I was twelve and fifteen and eighteen and twenty, I believed I needed to get out there and do those things I had just been reading about, which ended in disaster, tears, a tattoo that scares me every time I catch a glimpse of it in the mirror, and the realization that some of us are meant for action, and some of us are meant to critique the pace of action in a book. I read primarily YA fiction as I have a rather hulking classroom library and a hundred high school readers to engage daily. Nothing makes me happier than coming to school and finding an impatient teenager waiting by my door to turn in a book and get another one just like it. I adore a good zombie, a medieval princess, or girl assassin (I would like them all in one book if you are a writer looking for some inspiration). I add historical mystery to my wish list a year in advance, and you should get out of my way when the next Outlander book comes out. I have an embarrassing fondness for rock star books, but only if they don’t get too trashy and embarrass me. My favorite book of all time is The Blue Castle by L.M. Montgomery. My book boyfriends include Gilbert Blythe, Alonzo Wilder, and Jamie Fraser. They are mine and you can’t have them.

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