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Friday Reads: Insurgent

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Genre: YA Dystopian

By: Veronica Roth

What's it about?  Picking up where the first book in the series left off, the breakdown of a faction-based society, urban warfare, scientific experiments gone torturous, and what makes people tick.

Why did I pick it? I read Divergent last year, enjoyed it, and wanted to see what happened next.  Also, I downloaded it onto my Nook as a beachy-fun-vacation read for our trip a couple weeks ago, but we were so busy taking long walks in the sand, playing with the baby, and staying up late laughing with my extended family that I didn't even open it! 

Who will like it?  Yeah, it's in some ways your typical YA that's going to appeal to typical YA readership--young girl is the only one who can save the world, adventure ensues, dash of romance.  Feels like a lost cause with a glimmer of hope.  But here's the thing--Roth does characters well, zeroes in on questions of identity, and seems like the kind of person you could geek with about your MBTI results and StrengthsQuest categories.  What I mean by that is, if you like characters, thinking about what shapes identity, and that kind of nerdy stuff, you'll probably enjoy this series.

Judging a book by its cover: Can you for this book?  Absolutely!  The swirling symbol looks like change and unrest over a murky cityscape.  Kinda sets the tone for the whole story.

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