Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs

Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Synopsis:
"A mysterious island. An abandoned orphanage. A strange collection of very curious photographs. Fiction is based on real black and white photographs. The death of grandfather Abe sends sixteen-year-old Jacob journeying to a remote island off the coast of Wales, where he discovers the crumbling ruins of Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children, and explores abandoned bedrooms and hallways. The children may still live." -goodreads.com

My Review:

This book has an excellent beginning! I loved the writing style of the author and felt it easy to read, comfortable and casual. The book, however for me, took a turn I had a hard time following. Although the book started off great and mysterious, the whole business with monsters and wights seemed silly and underdeveloped. I must say, though, the photography was wonderful! I had a great time examining each photo that was described and imagining what life might have been like with these people. Something I've also noticed, as far as the book's physical aspects are, as opposed to it's contents, is that the paper is wonderfully smooth and has a great contrast and thickness to it. I never really gushed over a book's visual and physical aesthetics, but this book was excellent in that category. The book's a quick read (especially with all the photos) so if you're looking for something weird casual read, then by all means pick this up!

First Line: "I had just come to accept that my life would be ordinary when extraordinary things began to happen." (8)

Last Line: "We rowed faster." (348)
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Quotes

"We cling to our fairy tales until the price for believing them becomes too high..." (16)

"Part of me felt like something momentous was about to happen. The other part of me expected to wake up at any moment, to come out of this fever dream or stress episode or whatever it was and wake up with my face in a puddle of drool on the Smart Aid break room table and think, Well, that was strange, and then return to the boring old business of being me." (139)

"They were gods of this strange little heaven, and I was their guest." (180)

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