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December 30, 2013



Oh, I have such mixed feelings about John Green. I've read two books, TFIOS and Looking For Alaska, and I just wanted to yell at him by the end of both of them. Puerile, uncredible glamorizing of terminal illness/teen angst/family strains/mental illness, etc. etc. Meanwhile, I like his economics/popular culture podcasts quite a lot, and he has that nice self-deprecating Midwestern persona. And I suppose, if I could get rich writing that sort of stuff, I'd sign right up. But I feel he could write a Really Good Book, if he put his mind to it. So why doesn't he?


I've read only TFIOS, and I really enjoyed it. But, regardless, we are not his target audience, and the teens (girls mostly, I believe) love him.

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