HEAVY METAL by Natalie Damschroder is a paranormal romance story. I finished it in record time: about 3 days. With my busy schedule of napping, running amuck at 3 am, napping some more, and staring at stuff, normally it takes a lot longer. The plot wasn't always easy to follow, but I shot my way through. With my finger guns, which isn't easy, since I'm a cat and my "fingers" have claws on the end and don't exactly move independently of each other.
The characters in this dominant book were named Riley, Sam, and Quinn. The first protagonist was a very shaggy character with carmine fur. Her relationship with the second protagonist reminded me of the movie THE PRINCESS BRIDE because of their desperate feelings for each other and the way they played around anytime they were faced with danger. Danger such as the ROUS in the Fire Swamp, which I don't believe even exist. The third character, on the other hand, was a real lynx. Should that character have been subjected to burns (from the Fire Swamp), I would have been wickedly afraid. Burned lynxes are NOT something to mess around with, people.
There was never a moment in this book where I felt like I might be getting spattergroit. Mostly because it's fictional. The broad plot was full of surprises. I verbally continued to turn pages. By that I mean I yowled at the human when I was ready for the next page. The conflict was delicately resolved. When I reached the end, I wanted to kiss mice and drink deep foaming handsoap. I don't know what it is about these darn books and the way they make me want to drink soap! I swear. It's like some form of literary pica. Then again, perhaps it's a cure for spattergroit, and I just don't realize I have it. I do have a spot on my nose, after all. The writing style of HEAVY METAL was worth mentioning, too, since it was dazzlingly complicated. I counted 23 typos to boot.
My summation: HEAVY METAL receives a grade of 15 on a scale of one to 4658. And if that doesn't sound possible, it's just because you haven't yet read this fantastic book. I wanted to give this book a delicious house, possibly made of gingerbread, with a side of violet popcorn.
Also, for the record I would like to brilliantly state (nearly everything I state is brilliantly stated, so it's about time someone noticed) that cats are the awesomest animals on earth and dogs are made of barf. (See: vomit, in yesterday's Bad Libs Review, if you're wondering where the barf comes from.)
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