The new year is coming up, and we're all making new goals we want to accomplish. My main goal is to become more active and write more reviews. Instead of starting on the first of January, I'm actually starting now. "It's Monday What Are You Reading?" is a new meme, I want to try out, I love sharing what I'm reading! So here it goes!!
Today I'm reading Pure by Julianna Baggott. It's actually about the future, and when the human race is divided and fighting against one another. There is one type of human, which is exactly like us, called Pure. They live inside this dome, where there is no real air, plants, animals, or sky.
Outside of the dome, live humans that survived the denotations, but each of them is disfigured in their own way. For example the main character Pressia, has a dolls head, instead of her hand.
Pure, is pack to the brim with action. Within the first chapter I was sucked into the story, and its hard to put it down! I can't wait to see how the story ends and to finally be able to write my review. The book is about 450 pages, and I'm about one third of the way through.
"We know you are here, our brothers and sisters . . .
Pressia barely remembers the Detonations or much about life during the Before. In her sleeping cabinet behind the rubble of an old barbershop where she lives with her grandfather, she thinks about what is lost-how the world went from amusement parks, movie theaters, birthday parties, fathers and mothers . . . to ash and dust, scars, permanent burns, and fused, damaged bodies. And now, at an age when everyone is required to turn themselves over to the militia to either be trained as a soldier or, if they are too damaged and weak, to be used as live targets, Pressia can no longer pretend to be small. Pressia is on the run.
Burn a Pure and Breathe the Ash . . .
There are those who escaped the apocalypse unmarked. Pures. They are tucked safely inside the Dome that protects their healthy, superior bodies. Yet Partridge, whose father is one of the most influential men in the Dome, feels isolated and lonely. Different. He thinks about loss-maybe just because his family is broken; his father is emotionally distant; his brother killed himself; and his mother never made it inside their shelter. Or maybe it's his claustrophobia: his feeling that this Dome has become a swaddling of intensely rigid order. So when a slipped phrase suggests his mother might still be alive, Partridge risks his life to leave the Dome to find her.
When Pressia meets Partridge, their worlds shatter all over again."