I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You (Gallagher Girls #1)
Author: Ally Carter
Cammie Morgan may be an elite spy-in-training, but in her sophomore year, she's on her most dangerous mission-falling in love.
Published 25 April 2006
And, Hallelujah! Gallagher Academy for Exceptional Young Women was my dream come true.
Yet, when I closed the galley today, I was left feeling lost and disappointed. I'd loved the stories of Cammie, Liz, Bex and Macey, yet, this story that started it all was one that did not hit too close to home.
Was Ally Carter trying to be funny? Because, she was not. The jokes were more than dry.
All that I'd loved about the book seemed to have vanished with time. What I once thought was stunning is now purely outlandish. What I once believed to be great characterization is now simply to shallow for me. The girls' friendships had no real substance and I was entertained yet not affected.
And, yes, falling in love.
Josh, the male protagonist, was a great let-down. He's ordinary, too boring to fit into the tale. Cammie's relationship with him was so dull as a result. They talk, they walk, they eat ice-cream. It's sweet! But they can't even pull off a remotely decent and interesting conversation between the two of them. For the first time, I wondered why Cammie might even possibly fall in love in the first place. Though, to give the series some due credit, the love interest changes to another spy in subsequent novels, but let's not talk about it now.
I wish I could tell you the story is awful, but it's not. It's just that there is very little to it. No exciting climaxes, no searing plot, no life-changing dilemmas. You would have expected a dose of that in a novel about spies, wouldn't you?
There has to be something in a book. Because if I emerge out from reading the book same as before, my heart strings not even pulled, then why even read at all?
I never believed in a thousand years that I would say this, but here it is: I wanted so badly to love this book. But I didn't.
I thought it would be a fantastic read, one that would make me swoon, one with a five-starred review.
In the end, it's just a tribute to my younger starry-eyed self.