Kim Savage’s Beautiful Broken Girls 

Kim Savage’s Beautiful Broken Girls 

Because I enjoyed Kim Savage’s first book,   After the Woods, I was excited to see what she had in store for me in Beautiful Broken Girls.  The premise evoked Thirteen Reasons Why and The Virgin Suicides.  The cover intrigued me – the image is both gorgeous and unsettling.  Unfortunately, this just didn’t live up to my expectations.  I gave it three stars.

Goodreads Summary

Remember the places you touched me.

The parts of Mira Cillo that Ben touched are etched on his soul.

Palm. Hair. Chest. Cheek. Lips. Throat. Heart.

It was the last one that broke her. After her death, Mira sends Ben on a quest for notes she left in the seven places where they touched—notes that explain why she and her sister, Francesca, drowned themselves in the quarry. How Ben interprets those notes has everything to do with the way he was touched by a bad coach years before. But the truth behind the girls’ suicides is far more complicated, involving a dangerous infatuation, a deadly miracle, and a crushing lie.

My Thoughts

I think the author was trying to create a book that was haunting and ethereal, but it impacted the coherence of the story.  The narrative is disjointed and hard to follow.  It didn’t help that I could never decipher what was motivating anyone.  All of the characters are enigmas for the entirety of the book.  I think the most glaring issue is that there is no character to function as a reliable guide for a reader just entering into this tragic and strange world.  I was intrigued by the mystery initially, but ultimately felt like the solution fell flat despite the fact that it is beyond bizarre.  I get where the comparison to The Virgin Suicides and Thirteen Reasons Why is drawn, but readers looking for either of those are bound to be disappointed with what they actually find.  Language and situations are appropriate for grades 10+.

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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