Titles I've written about:
Life is but a Dream (2012):
Much of the writing is descriptively, beautifully visual, and James really conveys the pure joy and pure terror that come with Sabrina's condition: it's very easy to understand why she feels a sense of loss when she starts to see the world in the less-heightened way that most other people do. Reading her voice is a completely immersive experience—that she waits so long before talking about the most difficult parts of her experiences just before being admitted to the Center, that she gets more paranoid and confused as the book progresses, that she doesn't always see that some of her actions are likely to cause more harm than good—occasionally frustrating, but always believable.
The Heights (2009):
Due to nothing other than my own issues, I've decided to stop reading The Heights, Brian James' contemporary re-imagining of Wuthering Heights. Because otherwise I might get more violent than I already am.
But someone else with a higher tolerance for their assiness should read it to let me know how it is.
Zombie Blondes (2008):
I thought that Hannah's struggle with popularity was well done -- that she wanted it, but didn't want to want it, wanted the acceptance of people she knew she shouldn't care about. There was a lot of imagery that I liked -- the adults always seemed to be wearing glasses that caught the light just right, not allowing Hannah to look them in the eye. That was effective.