For one thing, Lia s intense mental and moral angsting gets old I like when characters muse over ideas and problems and think things through, but the constant and often repetitive buzz of Lia s angry, sad, tortured, thoughtful inner monologue started to wea [ Tanya Ok, this book was irritating I found myself wanting to punch the majority of the characters They re all selfish, self sabotaging, whiny liars In the first book, I was a little annoyed with Lia s self absorbed rich girl attitude, but thought maybe as the series went along her character would develop a little maturely And no, she s not obsessed with her social status or being the hottest girl any, but only because she has no social status as a mech can t revel in her beauty because it s not her b [ Amelie Ich habe wirklich versucht, wieder in das Buch zu finden Bis zur H lfte habe ich es geschafft, aber dann war leider vorbei Vom ersten Band war ich nicht so begeistert, weil ich die Protagonistin an vielen Stellen unsympathisch fand Das war hier nicht mehr der Fall Daf r fehlen mir aber sympathische Nebencharaktere Die meisten waren n mlich miese, kleine Egoisten, denen man am liebsten was vor den Kopf gedonnert h tte Das hat auch die Liebesgeschichte zum Problem gemacht brigens auch wieder so ei [ Alice Rachel My problem with this series is how the African American male character was turned into a Caucasian robot I guess it is to show how sick white supremacy can be that they will make white robots before any other kind Ugh So many issues raised in this series, it s really good.
Rachael Lia Kahn has given up on her old life She s accepted what she is, a mech and not a human She s left her family and their home to live with others like her They live a crazy life without rules or boundaries, searching for ways to defy their programming so that they can feel and dream But though Lia tells herself that she s gotten used to it all, that she doesn t care about her past any, she s lying because there are people from her background she s not willing to give up on When Lia s past turns [ Lia is trying still to adjust to life as a mech, a human consciousness downloaded into an android body Now she is beginning to see how manipulated people, those who are [ Jake Rideout In Crashed, sequel to Skinned, the stakes have gone up Lia has been in her mech body for long enough to know that some things will never change, and others will never be the same She is trying new things and attempting to get used to the fact that many people don t think she is a human being She is also experiencing firsthand the politics of a biomedical ethics uproar Where Skinned is mostly introspective, Crashed is full of action There s also a VERY satisfying romance, and we get to know Lia a [ Katieb MundieMoms I just received a copy of the ARC to read and wow, it s sucked me right in It s really good so far I loved this book This was way better than Skinned I wasn t a fan of Skinned, but man did I enjoy this book I can t say much, but I will say there are lots of twists and turns and I can t wait for the next book.
Donna Jaevenstar I got the ARC of this book and finished it last night This book really compliments the first book in the trilogy There is so much added suspense and twist and turns and NO one turns out the way I thought they would I am soooo excited to read the third book I just don t know if I can wait a whole year.
Francy Cabrera-Paz I didn t like how Auden turned out He s all weakd semi nutsd no, I just don t like how he turning out. At first, I did want Riley to be with Lia, but then, I think I like Jude better for her He challenges her Can t wait to find out how he is and everything in the next book. Lia seems to bend and sway, matching her mood to whatever is in front of her. She forms tentative opinions but never decides for herself. This could just be the apathy that afflicts most teens, or it could be just me.
Bethany: I was bummed about Auden. I get why his character changed, but I liked him a whole lot more in the first book. You are commenting using your WordPress. You are commenting using your Google account. You are commenting using your Twitter account. You are commenting using your Facebook account. Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
The Word Nerds No pocket protectors here; just don't break the spines on books. I shifted my body weight and let a gust of air blast me off to the right, buzzing past Quinn with enough force to spin her upside down. She dipped down, dive-bombing Ani, who squealed as she wriggled away, flipping in midair. Quinn grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a vertical drop. I activated the lifting jets, let my legs drop, and began to climb, past fourteen thousand feet, past twenty thousand.
It was strange the way the digitized voices took on some character of their owners. I could stay up forever, I thought, letting my body carve lazy circles through the clouds. No more struggle to feel—or not to—nothing but a body and mind in motion, simple and pure. Jude would approve. Always telling me what to do. As he spoke, the jets sputtered out in the thin air and my webwings lurched, losing their lift. I was done flying. I was a bullet streaking toward the ground.
Critical velocity came fast as gravity took over, sucking me down. The mountains rose below me, snowy peaks exploded from the earth, and now came the flood of fear. The others blew past, smears of color.
Riley, a black shadow against the snow, said nothing. The ground came up fast, too fast, and I barely had time to level out before I was skimming powder, slicing down the slope, a white cloud billowing in my wake. Something was wrong. The slope too steep, the angle too sharp, the snow too shallow, and I heard the impact before I felt it, the sharp crack of my head crashing into rocky ground, my neck nearly snapping free of my spine.
And then I was rolling down the side of the mountain, blinded by snow. And then I felt alive. And then all motion jerked to a stop, a wave of white crashed over me, and the snow filled my mouth, my nose, my ears, and the world went very still and very silent. And very dark. I was a statue under the snow. He felt so near, like we were alone together in the dark. They began to argue about how to reach me, and I cut the link, retreating into the quiet.
The GPS would pinpoint my location, and my fellow flyers would eventually show up with snowfusers to dig me out. Substitute dark for light and still for speed, but in the end, it was the same. Once, I was afraid of the dark. Not the bedtime kind of dark, with dim moonlight filtering through the shades and shadows playing at the corners of the room, but absolute dark. The black night behind your lids. A prisoner in my own body. And then I opened my eyes to discover that my body was gone.
There was no escape from that. Not into my own body, which had been mangled by the accident, flayed by the doctors, then burned as medical waste. Not into death; death was off the table. After that, darkness seemed irrelevant. Temporary, like everything else. With snow packing my eyes and ears, there was no warning.
Just pressure, then a jolt. Fingers gripping me, hauling me upward. I dropped back flat against the fresh powder. System diagnostics lit up behind my lids: The network was intact, already repairing itself. Synflesh knitting together, ceramic bones and tendons snapping back into place. File Name: read frozen the cold awakening by robin wasserman.
Lia Kahn was perfect: rich, beautiful, popular—until the accident that nearly killed her. Now she has been downloaded into a new body that only looks human. But she isMoreLia Kahn was perfect: rich, beautiful, popular—until the accident that nearly killed her. But she is also rejected by her friends, betrayed by her boyfriend, and alienated from her old life. Forced to the fringes of society, Lia joins others like her. But they are looked at as freaks. They are hated…and feared. They are everything but human, and according to most people, this is the ultimate crime—for which they must pay the ultimate price.
She lives in Los Angeles, where she writes for television.
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