There. That’s all I have to say. Or rather, that’s all that I am allowed to say.
In our job in the Collection Development department at Mackin, we receive advance reader copies from our publishers. It’s a lovely perk, I know. Most of these advance reader copies just show up, but our publishers’ reps are very good about sending us anything that we ask for. There is a difference, though, with The Fault in Our Stars. We had to promise—in writing—not to give anything away before the book comes out, or the consequences for us could be dreadful. (Something to do with our first-born children.)
Now, I am against giving away spoilers, especially because I had a very bad experience when I was in seventh grade. My oldest sister, Faye, loved Allen Drury’s political thrillers, and she talked me into reading the monumental Advise and Consent. I was engrossed in the book, about two-thirds of the way through, when she interrupted me. “Have you gotten to the part where the senator….?” And then she told me what one of the senators did. And I was not there yet.
I might be able to forgive her someday.
I agree that there is nothing worse than spoiling a book for someone else; however, the thing I like best about being a librarian is being able to share books, especially fine books like Mr. Green’s. A book about universal hopes and fears. A book about life-changing goals and everyday problems. A book that will touch the hearts of both teen boys and teen girls…and grown-up librarians. The Fault in Our Stars caught me on the first page and wouldn’t let me go to sleep until I had finished it. I want to tell everyone about it, but all I can say is that:
It is about a girl and a boy.
P.S. A couple scenes in the book take place at the Funky Bones art project located at the Indianapolis Museum of Art. Take a look!
P.P.S. One more very exciting thing: John Green has promised to sign all of the books in the first printing run…about 150,000 of them. Does he love his fans or what!