Book 14 of my 2017 Reading Challenge
read from February 5 - 16
The 5th Wave by Rick Yancey
Book 1 in The 5th Wave series
Summary (via Goodreads)
After the 1st wave, only darkness remains. After the 2nd, only the lucky escape. And after the 3rd, only the unlucky survive. After the 4th wave, only one rule applies: trust no one.
Now, it's the dawn of the 5th wave, and on a lonely stretch of highway, Cassie runs from Them. The beings who only look human, who roam the countryside killing anyone they see. Who have scattered Earth's last survivors. To stay alone is to stay alive, Cassie believes, until she meets Evan Walker. Beguiling and mysterious, Evan Walker may be Cassie's only hope for rescuing her brother - or even saving herself. But Cassie must choose: between trust and despair, between defiance and surrender, between life and death. To give up or to get up.
I don't feel like I can fairly rate this book. I was confused about whose perspective I was reading (the sections were in first person narration and would shift without a label) and had to flip back quite a few times to jog my memory on which name went with which secondary character. However, my schedule was incredibly hectic and there were days where I didn't get to read it at all. Plus I read the book in stolen moments at a cheer competition, a basketball tournament, and a MathCounts competition. So I can't say my confusion was due to anything but my lack of focus.
Since it was very engaging while I was reading and I really like the author's writing style, I'm going to give it the benefit of the doubt and round up to a 4 star rating.
And a little plug: this series is well-known but the author has a lesser-known series, The Monstrumologist series, that I would recommend. The first book is called The Monstrumologist.
A Few Quotes from the Book
"It's hard to plan for what comes next when what comes next is not something you planned for."
"I might be - no, I probably am - doomed.
But if I'm it, the last of my kind, the last page of human history, like hell I'm going to let the story end this way.
I may be the last one, but I am the one still standing. I am the one turning to face the faceless hunter in the woods on an abandoned highway. I am the one not running, not staying, but facing.
Because if I am the last one, then I am humanity.
And if this is humanity's last war, then I am the battlefield."