Wink Poppy Midnight by April Genevieve Tucholke

Wink Poppy Midnight

by April Genevieve Tucholke

Every story needs a hero. Every story needs a villain. Every story needs a secret. Wink is the odd, mysterious neighbour girl, wild red hair and freckles. Poppy is the blond bully and the beautiful, manipulative high school queen bee. Midnight is the sweet, uncertain boy caught between them. Wink. Poppy. Midnight. Two girls. One boy. Three voices that burst onto the page in short, sharp, bewitching chapters, and spiral swiftly and inexorably toward something terrible or tremendous or possibly both. What really happened? Someone knows. Someone is lying.

Reviewed by Joséphine on

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Actual rating: 0.5 stars

Initial thoughts: There was no point to Wink Poppy Midnight. One of the main characters was so petty, it practically engulfed her every being. She strung others along simply because she could; treating others badly purely for entertainment. That got old really fast.

Several scenes were described for the sake of it rather than to connect them to an overarching plot. And altogether, the prose sounded pretty but the words were empty, hardly conveying anything at all. This book was probably meant to be whimsical but somehow that ended up in so much confusion that things just fell apart.

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