STAGS: Nine students. Three blood sports. One deadly weekend.

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First of all I didn't read the first book S. T. A. G. S . However falling in love with The Island, is a book that I want to buy at some point. There is of course nothing intrinsically wrong with a poet using an obscure word, but it’s a matter of why. So far as I can see, in these poems this eccentric diction rarely adds vividness to the images or depth to the connotations. But if a poem is going to send most of its readers off to the dictionary, it had better have a good reason for doing so. The only reason I can see for doing so in books like this is showing off: “See I’m a poet, so I’m using the FULL RESOURCES OF THE LANGUAGE!” (Professor, will these words be on the exam?) and then there's "Not Going To Him" that insane but human way we want to be comforted by the very person who delivered us the blow, because he is the one we are closest to--very like breaking an addiction: I had a couple of minor gripes. The first is quite petty, but I stand by it. Authors who don't do their research - or just simply use the wrong information. So, the invitation for Greer was to go to Henry's estate Longcross over half term weekend. 1. Half term is a whole week not a weekend.

Then there's this lovely snippet: - The last thing we needed would be for some hillbilly Lake District community to start doing weird witchcraft and setting fire to us in some straw effigy[sic]... Archaic class systems and social hierarchy have been overarching themes to many a book, film and TV series, but rarely is it pushed to such fatal extremes as in M A Bennett’s debut novel . Featuring nine students, three blood sports and one deadly weekend, STAGS is a darkly compelling and twisted YA thriller that explores bullying, traditional upper-crust pastimes and cult-like societies. The winners of the Diverse Book Awards 2023 have been announced, with one winner from each of the four categories announced: Picture book, Children...fabuła była strasznie prosta i niezbyt ciekawa. oczywiście pomysł na treść był świetny ale coś tutaj nie wyszło autorce.

So let’s start my ranting by saying that if you’re looking for your next young adult thriller then get out of here as fast of you can because nothing about this book is thrilling and if you think you’re getting into a survival story with guts and stakes then well there’s survival arc alright but it’s so underwhelming and badly executed that if leaves nothing to be desired. I assure you you’ll have a greater time with books like We Were Liars, 13 Minutes and Little Monsters. These three boos are mysterious, atmospheric and disturbing in a way this book wasn’t. My other issue was with the main character herself. Greer is a film buff (fair enough) but she uses every waking moment to compare something that is happening to a scene from a film. I love a film reference as much as the next person, but definitely not that many. There is no way the average reader will have watched the number of films she name drops throughout this book - there are absolutely loads. Yet another thing to add to my paranoia: the book just randomly ends. Sure, there's a big climactic scene, but then a bunch of stuff happens after it until the book just ends practically in the middle of a conversation. Very difficult, as I've never experienced it myself. The only discrimination I've ever faced was class based (as a comprehensive kid at some very posh universities) so of course I can't know what it is like to face discrimination in terms of race.I won't describe how the story starts, and what happens. But I will say this what grabbed my attention to read on was the very first line. When someone's dead they're supposed to stay dead right? Her other collections include Strike Sparks: Selected Poems (2004, Knopf), The Unswept Room (2002), Blood, Tin, Straw (1999), The Gold Cell (1997), The Wellspring (1995), and The Father (1992), which was shortlisted for the T. S. Eliot Prize and was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award.