I have been taking advantage of finally having some spare time this holiday and I sat down to read Paper Towns by John Green. I have been wanting to read more of his books since I read both Looking for Alaska and The Fault In Our Stars. I was quite hesitant when I started this book, because (not surprisingly) I had expectations of being left with tears streaming down my face and no sense of fulfilment.
I was pleasantly surprised to find that I was not left with a soul-crushing sadness, but rather a sense of anticlimax. I thought the book was beautifully written (as are all of Green’s other books) and I was captivated from beginning to end.
I enjoyed the character of Quentin at the beginning of the book. He is a shy, somewhat nerdy, young man. He is well-adjusted (thanks to his therapist parents) and he knows what he wants to do with his life. He has good friends and good grades. The only wrench in the works is Margo Roth Spiegelman. Margo has been Quentin’s neighbour since they were two-years-old and he has been in love with her for most of his life. Margo is wild, beautiful, and full of mystery and adventure. She is a member of the popular crowd (and Quentin is definitely not) until one day she catches her boyfriend cheating on her with her friend. That night, she knocks on Quentin’s window and takes him on an all-night adventure of revenge and some vaguely illegal activities. The next morning she is gone. She ran away, taking her car and leaving only a few small clues for Quentin to use to figure out where she may have gone.