The thing about reading a particular genre is that at some point, you go blind. You’ve read all the stories, know all the plots, seen all the worlds. So, you grow tired; maybe you even try a new genre. But one thing’s for sure. Your love of that genre gets a smidgen weary. But this book. THIS book is one of those books that wipes the slate clean. It cleanses your palette like a sniff of coffee beans after too much perfume. It will give you back your love of YA dystopian fiction and boy will you love every second of it.
I love YA. But mostly, I read YA fantasy or dystopian fiction. That was silly. I won’t be restricting myself like that again. I’d forgotten there was an enormous field of books in the YA genre and I nearly missed out on this little gem of a book. That would have been a mistake.
This book is for anyone who’s felt like a weirdo, or who doesn’t understand strange people.
Some books are just beautiful. It doesn’t matter whether the story is slow, or not quite rollercoaster enough, they are written with such intricate beauty, it’s like staring at a work of art. Utterly breathtaking. Delirium is one of these books.