Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Looking for Alaska

Why does it seem like so many YA books are about death? I think I'm unusual (special?) because I've never dealt with the death of a loved one. No close family members have died and there weren't any freak accidents when I was in school, like a drunk driving incident or anything. Maybe this is why I'm not so interested in books about dealing with death. Besides that, though, I pretty much liked Looking for Alaska. It was well-written and engaging.

At CTLX last year there were two or three visiting follows who got more attention than anyone else there. I didn't (and still don't) quite understand the attraction (though I did realize that one of them consistently didn't wear a bra), but many of our otherwise respectable CT leads were downright gaga over these girls. They'd act like puppy dogs, following them around, buying them food and asking them to dance. I've never seen a male act like that before. It's not a jealousy thing. I don't want boys fawning over me like that. It's more embarrassment that our CT leads could be so dumb as to fall for a pretty girl just because she wasn't wearing a bra.

I feel like the same thing is going on with Alaska in this book. She's pretty, and she's just enigmatic enough to keep everyone coming back for more abuse. She never really committed to her friends; she was always in a completely different world, and once in a while she'd toy with them for her own amusement.

People have told me that "Lost" is such a great show because you don't understand any of it, and every week you learn something new about one of the characters, but really you still don't understand what's going on at all. I don't get it. I understand how some people can like that kind of situation, but I like knowing what's going on. I like understanding characters and people and plots, and sometimes even being able to predict a little bit of what's going to happen. Meera mentioned the pleasure in anticipation, and that's very true for me. I don't like being in the dark.

Alaska frustrated me because she was so closed off to her friends. She was nothing but trouble, and I'm embarrassed for Miles because he fell for her anyway. I guess that's what he wanted, the Great Perhaps.

One little thing about the plot: "After" took too long. They took way too long to remember that she was doodling by the phone. By the time I read that, I knew what happened, and then I had to read 30 more pages to wait for them to figure it out.

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