I don’Â’t like the way the individual writers of these reviews are lumped into this single, cookie-cutter category, as if the fact that the anonymous reviewer is “Â“a kid”Â” tells us everything we need to know — or anything, really –Â– about the perspective he or she brings to the book in question.
I don’Â’t like the forced-march vibe these reviews so often give off, a vibe I assume is due to teachers doling these out as class assignments –Â– the beloved book report brought into the modern, e-commerce era. Any time the page count is presented as a salient fact about a book, you know you’Â’re not reading something written from the heart.
And I don’Â’t like the fact that writing these reviews took up time these young writers could have spent creating a story of their own, or reacting to a book they liked –Â– or didn’Â’t like –Â– in some other, more sincere, more personal, more creative way.
You know, like posting about them on their blogs.