Thalia @ Pictures in the Words

This is one of those books you always hear about–I associate it in popularity with things like The Fault in Our Stars or The Perks of Being a Wallflower–one of those books that seems immortal, something that literally everyone loves. But I just…didn’t enjoy this book. Not even a little bit. It wasn’t horrendous, and I guess I can understand why some people like it, but it just didn’t do anything for me. It didn’t make me see the world in a better light; it didn’t make me empathize with the characters; it didn’t make me care. Craig was such an apathetic narrator that I didn’t care about what was happening to him, and the only thing this book seemed to teach me is that if you’re on medication for depression, don’t stop taking it. The psych ward in this story felt like it had almost nothing to do with Craig’s recovery.On top of that, me being me, I just wasn’t comfortable with certain parts of the story that I felt were unnecessary and, most times, incredibly shallow. I suppose it just wasn’t my cup of tea, and as I commented to a friend, this probably would have been better served as an autobiography of Ned Vizzini’s time in the psych ward rather than a young adult fiction novel.Read more?http://thaliasbooks.tumblr.com/post/57384922996/its-kind-of-a-funny-story-review