Egotistical Mahi is beyond ecstatic when she’s presented with a new phone by her father; it’s top of the line and a new model, one that offers tech never yet seen before. However unbeknownst to the selfie-loving youth, there’s more to the phone than meets the eye.
(WARNING: This review contains minor spoilers.)
I received this book in exchange for an honest review. My thanks to George Saoulidis for giving me the opportunity!
Initially the synopsis caught my eye when I was first directed to this novella; it sounded like just what I wanted at the time – a creepy tale, something to pull me in and keep me entertained. In this case, it was of a frightening Greek deity stalking her victim through phone selfies (of all things, but why not?), perhaps even escalating to increasingly terrifying events, or at least that’s what I expected. I was optimistic, very much so, however the execution proved less than thrilling and failed to induce the desired effects; irritation rather than fear, boredom rather than interest. I’m being brutally honest here, in that I didn’t consider it a finished work, but rather a draft piece that could’ve been largely improved upon.
Indeed technology has become a very significant aspect of life, and I’m sure it’ll continue to evolve and play a major role in everything we do, but due to the main characters obsessive and downright unhealthy attitude toward social media, I found it difficult to read her narrative. I even questioned; are the adolescents of today really like this, or is this merely an exaggeration? Do underage girls continuously post pictures of themselves for the attention of older men, and depend upon “likes” for their happiness?
It’s sad, because I know the answer. All I have to do is take a look at Facebook, or some other similar website.
Mahi was such a dislikeable person. Utterly childish, painfully narcissistic and ridiculously naive, I didn’t come to care for her at all. I’m all for teenagers as main protagonists, but when they’re portrayed in such a way that makes me want to gouge my eyes out, then I know there’s very little that can save the book in terms of my enjoyment. As for the few other characters (her two friends, mostly), they left little impression and ultimately added very little overall.
I feel that with some proper editing and development upon the storytelling, then perhaps this could’ve been a decent read. As it was, it lacked the build-up of tension and anything remotely eerie. The plot and ending could’ve been more fleshed out; the ending itself was abrupt and offered no closure. I can’t say, even if I had of liked the story, that I would’ve been satisfied with the conclusion. No questions were answered (what did the phone have to do with anything?), and all in all, it was disappointing.
In conclusion: Like many indie works I read these days, it suffers from grammatical errors and has an unfinished feel to it. I deeply disliked the main character and I feel she had no redeeming qualities whatsoever. It could’ve been improved greatly with a little TLC, but otherwise I consider this not my type of book.
© Red Lace 2016