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Book Review – We Are All Made of Molecules

This was not a stimulating read for many reasons, but the chief and most apparent one being: it was too generic. 

We Are All Made of Molecules follows Ashley and Stewart as their separate families come together as one. Ashley is the resident cool girl everyone secretly hates while Stewart is the resident geek Ashley tries in vain to ignore. But when Stewart turns out to be the only one on her side, Ashley must come to turns with popularity and what it really means to have a pretty face.

God, was it boring. The author could have done much more with this book, starting with the dialogue. There was something so unfunny about how hard the author was trying to be funny. Ashely couldn’t remember Stewart’s cat’s name, and at first it was funny, but then it just got to the point where Ashely still didn’t remember the cat’s name and you couldn’t tell if she was doing it out of pride or if there was honestly something wrong with her. 

Then you had the resident bad boys, whom made me cringe with their forced crudeness. 

Then you had the characters’ catchphrases. The two of them had a different way to state the word, “honestly.” 

Stewart: I cannot tell a lie, [insert the rest of the sentence here].

Ashley: If I’m being totally honest, [insert the rest of the sentence here].

Then you had the A-typical jealous best friend. 

It was all just so hard to get into. I felt like I was reading an example of what one shouldn’t do when it came to stereotyping. 

I’m all for exploring stereotypes, but I want them to break the mold a bit. When you have A-typical bad boys, popular girls, geeks, gay people, and so on and so forth, and none of them are the tiniest bit cutting edge, you’ve got yourself a royal problem. We’ve already read these stories a hundred times. They’ve been around for millennia, give us a new and fresh perspective. 

Another thing: Give your characters SOME redeeming qualities. 

Ashley didn’t have a single redeeming quality. I liked how shallow she was, but I didn’t like her obliviousness to her shallowness in the same way that I didn’t like how forced Stewart’s social obliviousness seemed. 

I get it, Stewart is too quick to trust and Ashely is obsessed with her image and it’s cataclysmic for the both of them. But give us something. Give us a good quality we can latch on to to overlook the rest of the shitty ones. By the end of the book, you could see the change in the characters and the obvious moment where they were supposed to turn around for the better, but when it came right down to it, there weren’t enough pages left for me to actually fall in love with them. 

This book didn’t feel like an important story. It didn’t feel like it carried a big enough message for me to feel at all satisfied when it came to a close. It felt like one of those books you flip through without a second thought. And it felt like a middle-aged woman trying to being teenagers and not quite getting it right.



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