The Marbury Lens [NOOK Book]

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Sixteen-year-old Jack gets drunk and is in the wrong place at the wrong time. He is kidnapped. He escapes, narrowly. The only person he tells is his best friend, Conner. When they arrive in London as planned for summer break, a stranger hands Jack a pair of glasses. Through the lenses, he sees another world called Marbury.
 
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Sixteen-year-old Jack gets drunk and is in the wrong place at the wrong time. He is kidnapped. He escapes, narrowly. The only person he tells is his best friend, Conner. When they arrive in London as planned for summer break, a stranger hands Jack a pair of glasses. Through the lenses, he sees another world called Marbury.
 
There is war in Marbury. It is a desolate and murderous place where Jack is responsible for the survival of two younger boys. Conner is there, too. But he’s trying to kill them.
 
Meanwhile, Jack is falling in love with an English girl, and afraid he’s losing his mind.
 
Conner tells Jack it’s going to be okay.
 
But it’s not.
 
Andrew Smith has written his most beautiful and personal novel yet, as he explores the nightmarish outer limits of what trauma can do to our bodies and our minds.
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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
In this brutal but highly effective dark fantasy, Smith (In the Path of Falling Objects) tells the story of 16-year-old Jack, who gets drunk at a party and is kidnapped, tortured, and nearly raped by a serial killer. Jack escapes, but when he and his best friend Conner run into the kidnapper the next day, they abduct him in turn and accidentally kill him. Jack is highly traumatized by the experience and refuses to go to police, in part because he and Conner are leaving for England to check out a prep school. When Jack arrives in London, he is accosted by a mysterious stranger who seems to know him and hands him an odd pair of glasses. Looking through them, Jack is transported to the horrendous, postapocalyptic world of Marbury, where he is responsible for two younger boys, and Conner has been transformed into a murderous mutant, further destabilizing Jack's precarious sanity. This bloody and genuinely upsetting book packs an enormous emotional punch. Smith's characters are very well developed and the ruined alternate universe they travel through is both surreal and believable. Ages 14–up. (Nov.)
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Booklist Editor’s Choice 2010

Publishers Weekly Best Children’s Books of the Year

 

“This bloody and genuinely upsetting book packs an enormous emotional punch. Smith's characters are very well developed and the ruined alternate universe they travel through is both surreal and believable.” —Publishers Weekly, STARRED review

"Mixing a trauma reckoning with dark, apocalyptic fantasy and notes of psychological horror, this commandeering novel’s multiplicity is elusively complex yet never complicated: although the many gut-quivering story elements are not clearly defined, they always speak to each other, and Smith wisely leaves much up to the reader. People will talk about this book and try to figure it out and maybe try to shake it off. But they won’t be able to.” —Booklist, STARRED review

“An engrossing horror/fantasy hybrid…Nightmarish imagery is chillingly effective, and the pacing superbly builds suspense.” —Kirkus Reviews

"Andrew Smith's The Marbury Lens will own you, mind, body and soul. You can't put it down, but you'll want to.  You'll want to put it down and walk away but that is not happening. The Marbury Lens crawls inside your head and won't leave. Scary, creepy, awful and awesome. What a cool book!"  —Michael Grant, author of Gone and Hunger

 

“Andrew Smith (Ghost Medicine; In the Path of Falling Objects) once again proves his ability to penetrate complex psyches and mature themes within the framework of a spellbinding plot… Smith keeps the tension between Marbury and the present-day worlds as taut as the tightrope Jack walks. As readers, we feel the addictive pull of The Marbury Lens every bit as strongly as the hero does. Just try to put this book down.” —Shelf Awareness

“Teen readers will be riveted by this story which explores alternate worlds and realities while posing important questions about loyalty, revenge, and grief.” —SLJ Teen

Previous praise for Andrew Smith:

 

“...16-year-old Jonah and his brother, Simon, two years younger, embark on a brutal but mesmerizing road trip that steers an unswerving course toward tragedy. …[O]lder teens will be riveted.”—Kirkus Reviews for In the Path of Falling Objects

“Smith’s first novel, a deceptively simple coming-of-age story, defies expectations via its sublime imagery and its elliptical narrative structure. … While the summer climaxes with jarring violence, the possibility of a true departure never materializes: the outside world is held at bay by the inscrutable questions unveiled in the book's conclusion.”—Publishers Weekly, starred review for Ghost Medicine

“… Troy wishes to be lost, but his greatest hope is to be found, and Ghost Medicine beautifully captures that paradox in this timeless and tender coming-of-age story. Not only will it inspire readers to prod the boundaries of their own courage, but it will also remind them that life and love are precious and fleeting.”—School Library Journal for Ghost Medicine

2008 Best Books for Young Adults (BBYA) Nominee for Ghost Medicine

VOYA - Mary Ann Darby
Just before he and his best friend, Conner, are leaving California for a summer in London, sixteen-year-old Jack gets drunk at a party and ends up stumbling into the arms of a kidnapper who puts him through a hellish experience. Conner is the only person he tells, and when the two of them accidentally kill Jack's kidnapper, Jack is haunted by the experience and cannot shake the nightmare. Landing in London a few days ahead of Conner, Jack is in a pub when a stranger leaves him with a strange pair of glasses—the portals to a world of even darker nightmares, Marbury. Jack finds himself at once attracted and repelled by this other world, where two younger boys depend on him for survival, and Conner seems to be there as well, trying to kill them. Struggling for sanity, he finds himself falling for Nikkie, an English girl he meets in London, but trying to keep track of his two worlds is taking its toll. Why is the pull of Marbury so strong? Graphic and nightmarish, this will find a receptive audience of older teens who are fans of Stephen King's darkest horrors. This is not a novel for those looking for pat endings: the story is suspenseful and deeply disturbing, written with multiple layers that will have readers arguing about what the apocalyptic scenes in Marbury are really all about. Reviewer: Mary Ann Darby
Children's Literature - Janis Flint-Ferguson
This is a very disturbing novel that begins with a kidnapping, sexual abuse and revenge gone wrong. Sixteen year old Jack Whitmore is the victim, but he and his best friend Connor Kirk enact a terrible revenge. The result is a downward spiral into an alternate reality of violence and survival. The boys escape their deed and their California hometown for a trip to London to check out the school in Kent they plan to attend. Jack leaves first and while settling into the hotel near Regent Park he puts on a pair of glasses given to him earlier by a strange man. The glasses take him to Marbury where a horrific war is underway. In Marbury, Jack is responsible for the survival to two other boys, Ben and Griffin. More distressingly, Jack awakens hours and then days later, sick and confused. The glasses soon become an obsession. Even meeting Nikki doesn't stop him from sneaking off to Marbury. She knows that something is not right and later begs Jack to get help, but Jack is only interested in getting back to Marbury. Jack pretends things are fine when Connor arrives, but it is obvious to Connor that his friend is acting strangely. When Connor looks in the glasses, he sees Marbury and even his obsession with Rachel does not keep him from fighting with Jack over the glasses. Intertwined between Marbury and London is the story of Seth, a young man hanged in the 1880's for murder. This is a haunting psychological drama, told in very adult language and descriptions that nonetheless is impossible to put down. Not for the fainthearted or the young, this is an incredibly well written story of emotional demons that is hard to forget. Reviewer: Janis Flint-Ferguson
School Library Journal
Gr 10 Up—Andrew Smith's strange story (Feiwel & Friends, 2010) of a boy caught between two worlds and his seeming decent into madness is hauntingly conveyed through Mark Boyett's masterful narration. Jack's abduction by a stranger who drugs him, which leads to the murder of his kidnapper, has repercussions that continue throughout the story. During a summer trip to London, a mysterious pair of purple-tinted glasses takes him to Marbury, a parallel world totally unfamiliar and more violent than his own. There he is responsible for the well being of two boys who become his allies, and Jack must protect them from his best friend in the real world who has become a monster in this alternate world. Boyett's voice not only captures the differences in Jack's various acquaintances (the polished English accent of his new girlfriend, the uneducated voice of the tragic figure Seth) but also Jack's anger at himself for not being able to "get on" with his life. He is engaged in an internal battle that is painful to hear. But just as Jack is addicted to this world of horror, listeners become addicted to the story. Four-letter words are used throughout, but reflect the situations and are not gratuitous. One of the most conflicted heroes in recent books, Jack's story does not end here and listeners will definitely be back for more.—Edith Ching, University of Maryland, College Park
Kirkus Reviews

An engrossing horror/fantasy hybrid, this page-turner will be best appreciated by those with a taste for ambiguous endings. Sixteen-year-old Jack narrowly escapes a kidnapping by a menacing figure who drugs and nearly rapes him. Soon after, he and his best friend, Connor, embark on a planned trip to England, where a strange man gives Jack a set of purple eyeglasses that transport him to an alternate universe called Marbury whenever he wears them. In this post-apocalyptic world of ghosts and monsters, Jack and others struggle against the attacks of roving bands of creatures, once human, who have transformed into grotesque cannibals, and Jack's grip on reality becomes increasingly tenuous. Nightmarish imagery is chillingly effective, and the pacing superbly builds suspense. Connor's unrelenting teasing of Jack (including the oft-repeated suggestion that Jack's virginity means he must be gay) is authentic in its portrayal of the experience of close friendship between some teen boys. However, in the end there are many questions left unanswered—which may well prove frustrating to readers expecting an explanation of Jack's experiences. (Horror/fantasy. 16 & up)

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429941914
  • Publisher: Feiwel & Friends
  • Publication date: 11/9/2010
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 368
  • Sales rank: 238,341
  • Age range: 14 - 17 Years
  • Lexile: HL720L (what's this?)
  • File size: 398 KB

Meet the Author



Andrew Smith is the author of Ghost Medicine, named an American Library Association Best Book for Young Adults, and In the Path of Falling Objects. In addition to writing, he teaches high school advanced placement classes and coaches rugby. He lives in Southern California with his family, in a rural location in the mountains.

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Part One

I am going to build something big for you.

It’s like one of those Russian dolls that you open up, and open up again. And each layer becomes something else.

On the outside is the universe, painted dark purple, decorated with planets and comets, stars. Then you open it, and you see the Earth, and when that comes apart, there’s Marbury, a place that’s kind of like here, except none of the horrible things in Marbury are invisible. They’re painted right there on the surface where you can plainly see them.

The next layer is Henry Hewitt, the man with the glasses, and when you twist him in half, there’s my best friend, Conner Kirk, painted to look like some kind of Hindu god, arms like snakes, shirtless, radiant.

When you open him up, you’ll find Nickie Stromberg, the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and maybe the only person in this world, besides Conner, who ever really loved me.

Now it’s getting smaller, and inside is Freddie Horvath. That’s the man who kidnapped me.

Next, there’s the pale form of the boy, Seth, a ghost from Marbury who found me, and helped me. I guess he was looking for me for a long time. And the last thing on the inside is me. John Wynn Whitmore.

They call me Jack.

But then I open up, too, and what you’ll find there is something small and black and shriveled.

The center of the universe.

Fun game, wasn’t it?

I don’t know if the things I see and what I do in Marbury are in the future or from the past. Maybe everything’s really happening at the same time. But I do know that once I started going to Marbury, I couldn’t stop myself. I know it sounds crazy, but Marbury began to feel safer, at least more predictable, than the here and now.

I need to explain.

THE MARBURY LENS Copyright © 2010 by Andrew Smith

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First Chapter

The Marbury Lens


By Andrew Smith

Feiwel & Friends

Copyright © 2010 Andrew Smith
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780312613426

part one
THE AMETHYST HOUR
 
 
I guess in the old days, in other places, boys like me usually ended up twisting and kicking in the empty air beneath gallows.
It’s no wonder I became a monster, too.
I mean, what would you expect, anyway?
And all the guys I know—all the guys I ever knew—can look at their lives and point to the one defining moment that made them who they were, no question about it. Usually those moments involved things like hitting baseballs, or their dads showing them how to gap spark plugs or bait a hook. Stuff like that.
My defining moment came last summer, when I was sixteen.
That’s when I got kidnapped.
one
I am going to build something big for you.
It’s like one of those Russian dolls that you open up, and open up again. And each layer becomes something else.
On the outside is the universe, painted dark purple, decorated with planets and comets, stars. Then you open it, and you see the Earth, and when that comes apart, there’s Marbury, a place that’s kind of like here, except none of the horrible things in Marbury are invisible. They’re painted right there on the surface where you can plainly see them.
The next layer is Henry Hewitt, the man with the glasses, and when you twist him in half, there’s my best friend, Conner Kirk, painted to look like some kind of Hindu god, arms like snakes, shirtless, radiant.
When you open him up, you’ll find Nickie Stromberg, the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and maybe the only person in this world, besides Conner, who ever really loved me.
Now it’s getting smaller, and inside is Freddie Horvath. That’s the man who kidnapped me.
Next, there’s the pale form of the boy, Seth, a ghost from Mar-bury who found me, and helped me. I guess he was looking for me for a long time. And the last thing on the inside is me. John Wynn Whitmore.
They call me Jack.
But then I open up, too, and what you’ll find there is something small and black and shriveled.
The center of the universe.
Fun game, wasn’t it?
I don’t know if the things I see and what I do in Marbury are in the future or from the past. Maybe everything’s really happening at the same time. But I do know that once I started going to Marbury, I couldn’t stop myself. I know it sounds crazy, but Marbury began to feel safer, at least more predictable, than the here and now.
I need to explain.
two
Smoke.
Everything smells like cigarettes.
The stink helps me get my head focused so I can will my eyes open. I don’t know where I am, but I can tell there are cigarettes. The smoke turns my stomach, but at least it is something I can connect to—like an anchor, I guess, and it keeps my head from floating away again.
I want to move.
My arms are telephone poles.
I’m lying on my back, right?
Wasn’t I supposed to be leaving soon?
My eyes are open. I am sure I felt the paste between the lids giving way, but it’s like trying to see in a swimming pool. A yellow and gray swimming pool, where I can make out the shape of a window and the outline of Freddie Horvath standing there.
Smoke.
I fall to sleep again.
My whole first day is like this.
Five seconds long.
three
Let me back up a bit.
I lived in my grandparents’ house then. Wynn and Stella. I guess it’s kind of a stupid thing to say, because I’d never lived anywhere else.
It was one of the biggest houses in Glenbrook. Wynn built it when my mother was just a kid. It sat on over four hundred acres of some of the best grape-growing land in Central California, and that’s how Wynn and Stella made all their money.
I was born on the kitchen floor.
Stella said I couldn’t wait to get here. That’s why I came out between my mother’s blood-spattered feet, right on Wynn and Stella’s nice wood kitchen floor, while Amy leaned over the breakfast table grunting, her legs locked in the only contraction she’d had.
She was seventeen.
I’ve only seen her one time that I can remember, and I always dreaded the two times per year I’d feel forced to say awkward hellos by telephone.
Sometimes, okay, a lot of times, I’d stare at that spot on the floor—Stella drew imaginary circles around it with her fingers whenever she’d retell the story—and I’d wish that Amy had been standing at the top of a ladder or something so Little Jack would have hit his head just hard enough that he’d never know any world could ever exist outside the lukewarm nothing of the amnesiac womb.
It was the first weekend of summer, and just about everyone I knew was going to be at Conner Kirk’s house getting drunk that night to celebrate twelve weeks with no school. Of course, I was going to be there, too. That’s what kids do.
But mostly all I cared about was getting away. Wynn and Stella promised to send me to England for two weeks, and my flight was in just five more days. Wynn decided he wanted me to visit his old school—a “grammar school” in Kent—to take a tour. He told me if I liked it enough, he’d send me there for my junior year. And I already knew I’d like it enough, that there was something itching inside that made me want to get as far away as possible from that invisible circle on the kitchen floor. Conner was going to come, too. His parents had enough money that they made the same offer to Conner about attending St. Atticus. If we both liked it. So it was like this fantastic opportunity for me and my best friend to do something together we’d probably never get a chance to do again.
I could say it was going to be the trip of a lifetime, but that’s just because I can’t clearly remember what it was like slipping around naked and wet, gasping for my first breaths on the kitchen floor while Amy screamed and cursed, “The goddamned baby! The god-damned baby!” At least, that’s how I always imagined it happened.
In the end, Conner and I both ended up getting more than we bargained for there, I guess.
But that one Saturday morning at the start of the summer when I woke up, things felt changed—different. It was already so hot, and I could tell it was going to be the most hellacious boring and long day. I got right up from bed and looked out the window like I always do, snaked into a T-shirt and basketball shorts, grabbed an armload of extra clothes so I could spend a night or two at Conner’s, and I didn’t even say much more than hey to Stella or Wynn as I passed them in the kitchen.
I’m not exactly certain what made me such a loner around them. It wasn’t that I hated Wynn and Stella, but I think I probably expected them to abandon me, too, so I made it as easy as possible for them to assume I wasn’t even there.
“I’m going to be at Conner’s till Monday. His parents are gone for the weekend.”
Wynn nudged his glasses higher and looked me over. It made me feel like I’d forgotten to get dressed or something. I squeezed the bundle of clothes tighter under my arm.
“He could stay here if he wants,” Wynn said.
Oh, yeah. That would be real fun, Wynn.
I shrugged. “I have my phone.”
Stella said, “Have a nice time. We love you, Jack.”
“See you Monday sometime.”
I pushed the screen door open and walked across the wet lawn to my truck, thinking I’d go over the pass and head down to the beach. And I ended up in the other direction for no reason I can recall, driving, instead, toward Paso Robles out along the dirt roads that cut perfect squares through my grandfather’s vineyards.
I called Conner on my cell phone. I knew there was no way he’d be awake at seven thirty on a Saturday, and I got ready to shut it off if I heard his annoying voice mail greeting.
He answered. Just a grunt.
“Hey, Con.”
“What’s up, Jack? Damn.” I could hear him moving around in his bed. “Seven in the morning. Are you in jail or something?”
“I was going to go to the beach. I was bored. I ended up driving out across the fields toward Paso. I don’t know why.”
“Maybe it’s because you never know where the hell you are,” Conner said.
“Want to go to the beach?”
I steered with my knee and held my phone in one hand while I shifted gears.
Conner grunted again.
It sounded like no.
“I’m coming over. Okay?”
“Wake me up,” Conner said. “Bring me a Starbucks.”
Conner’s house was part of a walled-in tract of enormous stucco homes with no yards and fake tile roofs. Honestly, they were built so close together Conner said if his neighbors kept their bathroom window open wide enough, he could take a piss across the gap into their toilet. Good thing they liked their central air. I’m sure Conner would have tried it. And I swear there was never any sunlight that hit the ground between some of those tall houses, but most people in California like living like that nowadays.
Burning my fingers on two paper coffee cups, my bundle of clothes tucked under an arm, I pushed his front door open with an elbow and made my way upstairs to Conner’s room. I knew I’d find him sleeping.
I dropped my clothes on his desk chair and put the cups down on the stand next to his bed.
“Coffee’s here.”
Conner pulled the sheet down from over his head and sat up. He looked at me, nodded, fumbled with his cell phone to check his missed calls, then dropped it on the bed next to him, and took a sip from the coffee.
“Thanks, man.” Conner scratched his armpit and yawned. “Looks like we’ve got a nonstop party for, like, the next couple weeks or so.”
My trip to England would be just over two weeks long—a few days shorter for Conner, because I’d be leaving before him and meeting him over there. I’ll admit I was pretty nervous about being on my own without anyone I knew there, too, but there was no way I’d say that to Conner or my grandparents. But it was just how the whole thing got set up by Wynn and Stella, and Conner couldn’t leave the same day because his brother was coming home from Cal. Family stuff. Like I’d know anything about that.
When I think about it now, it was like everyone involved in the whole thing was playing chicken—seeing who’d be the first to blink.
“I don’t have to be back home until Monday or so, just enough time to get my stuff together to leave,” I said.
“You want to go get something to eat?” Conner asked. “I don’t want to mess up downstairs before tonight.”
“Sure.”
“Lauren Willis is going to come,” he said. “Maybe she’ll give you the same going-away present Dana’s giving me, so I don’t have to hang out for two weeks in the same room with a frustrated virgin who only pretends to never think about sex.”
He knew I thought Lauren was hot, even if I didn’t really care much about the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing.
“You think about it enough for both of us,” I said.
Conner got out of bed, hair crazy, wearing nothing but stretched-out red shorts. He grabbed his coffee, barefoot-stepped around the glass ice-block wall that separated his bathroom, and turned on the shower.
“Give me a minute,” he said.
 
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Copyright © 2010 by Andrew Smith.
Published in 2010 by Feiwel and Friends.
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  • Posted February 27, 2011

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    Elegant & Haunting - This One Will Stick With You

    In the past, I've read books, reviewed them, and said they were entirely unique; unlike anything I've ever read before, but The Marbury Lens truly is just that. I'm not even positive what really happened, but I liked it. I know that much.

    Right off the bat, Jack gets kidnapped, but narrowly escapes. His best friend Conner wants to help him by getting back at Jack's kidnapper, but things escalate from bad to worse. Jack and Conner attempt to carry on like all is well. They head to England as planned; Jack going a few days prior to Conner, and life appears to be okay. That is until Jack meets a man who gives him these glasses that show him another world. A world that is bleak and despairing, full of killing and death. Jack starts to lose himself in between our world and that of Marbury. The line between reality and fiction begins to blur with his every glance through the lens.

    This is where things get confusing, for both Jack and me. While Smith's writing is superb, with the stunning visuals of Marbury starkly contrasted with the real world of London, I was lost for the majority of the book. Lost in the sense that I knew what was happening, but I had no clue what it was adding up to. But I think that is exactly the point. Jack loses himself more and more and feels like he is going crazy, so that's what the reader is supposed to feel.

    Jack's traumatic experience grips his psyche, messes with his mind, and seriously creeped me out. The real world and Marbury swirl together to show this nightmarish image of good and evil. It's haunting, it's eerie, it's absolutely terrifying, but I couldn't step away from it. I couldn't guess what was going to happen next and when I did, I was so far off.

    There's been quite a bit of backlash surrounding this book, in regards to the language used and the character of Conner. See the thing is, the book is about a 16 year old teenage boy. This 16 year old and his best friend, well, they swear. Quite a bit. Then there's this other thing they do, where Conner frequently calls Jack gay. Now, I'm no expert on teen boys, but my younger brothers are 16 and 14 and I know that they swear and I know that they call each other gay. And sure, calling someone gay as a joke isn't the nicest thing, but it happens. So what if Conner calls Jack gay? That doesn't make Andrew Smith or Conner homophobic. It makes the writing and the character more real and I'm cool with that. I like characters who I can actually imagine walking down the street.

    The Marbury Lens is twisted and sadistic, morbid and dark, but it is powerful and elegant at the same time. Andrew Smith has unleashed a monster with this one and for those of you who love a story that will haunt you, this is the right book to pick up. Not only does it delve into the hellish land of Marbury, but also the brutal landscape of our own minds and our own world. Just keep in mind that it has many dark themes and is for an older YA audience. There's swearing, there's sex, and there are gory scenes of death, but none of it is gratuitous or done for the shock-factor. It's done because it's right, it fits with the plot and the imagery, and the tone - I wouldn't want it any other way.

    Opening line: I guess in the old days, in other places, boys like me usually ended up twisting and kicking in the empty air beneath gallows. ~ pg. 3

    Favorite lines: Henry believed that Marbury was a world out of balance.
    He needs to take a closer look at this one. ~ pg. 282

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    Posted March 20, 2013

    Love it!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 12, 2012

    Amazing

    One of the most interesting books I've read in a long time. I loved reading every single bit of it. It definitely keeps you on your toes throughout the whole thing. Not for the young or faint hearted.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 7, 2012

    This is and will be the BEST book I've ever read in my entire life.

    Andrew Smith captures teenagers nowadays to a fine point, the plot is riveting from start to finish and you will feel every emotion just as the main character, Jack Whitmore, felt it. You will feel the need to take a peek at " The Marbury Lens " just one more time like a crack addict needs his dirty fix. 5 Star book all around and Best Wishes to to author, Andrew Smith, as well. May his career as an author flourish and prosper and may it never end.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 11, 2012

    Absolutly loved it, definitly recomend!

    This book is fast paced and very intense. I could'nt put it down the second I picked it up because i was absorbed in the shocking story line that mixes with the scary-ness of reality, then moves into the imaginitive horror-world of Marbury.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 20, 2011

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    Marbury

    This book was remarkable! I caught myself getting worried and addicted like Jack. I loved the adventure and thrill I experienced while reading this book! The storyline was mind-blowingly good. I can't wait to pick up another book by Andrew Smith. I suggest this book to everyone! Read it; it's full of twists and surprises...never a dull moment or wasted sentence.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 30, 2011

    Not as good as I had hoped for

    I had high hopes when I read the summary of this book. The book has a great idead and topic but the author didn't deliver. At the end I was thinking That's it? because the book just ended and didn't have much of a climax. I was very dissapionted.

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 27, 2014

    good

    good

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  • Posted September 23, 2011

    AWESOME

    Not a book i would normally read. Kinda perverted but it is not overly so. Really holds your attention and is hard to put down!

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  • Posted June 7, 2011

    Great Read

    I enjoyed reading this, though it wasn't one of those books where you couldn't put it down. I liked the plot and I wish that the author would just write another for the heck of it. I would definitely read it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 6, 2011

    Boring!

    This was the first book I bought on my nook and instantly regreted it! I gave it one star cause I had no other choice.

    0 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 31, 2011

    Great book!!!!!!!!

    Loved the book read in 1 sitting. But not for young kids way too much bad language

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  • Posted February 18, 2011

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    Creepy, disturbing, a great read.

    This is a great book. It's so interesting and dark. It was one of those books that you can't put down. A really great read with intersting characters in an interesting setting. I would recommend this to anyone who considers themself a mature reader.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 13, 2011

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    The Marbury Lens

    The Marbury Lens written by Andrew Smith-- his third novel-- was a very thrilling read. Although throughout the book, there were times when things became repetitive and annoying or confusing,I simply enjoyed the book. The characters were exciting to read about and I expressed real emotions towards some. My opinion is simply just out of the fascination I received from reading Andrew Smith's The Marbury Lens and the amazing writing skills Smith used within his book. If you like a sci-fi, thrilling, gruesome but somewhat addictive read, then I highly recommend this book.

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  • Posted February 6, 2011

    Parents beware!!!

    I purchased this book for my 15-year old twins, thank goodness I tried to read it before they got around to it. The language is appalling, the casual sex, drug & alcohol content and the kidnapping/near rape of the main character were just too mature to be appropriate for teens. Sad really because I think it could have been an interesting story.

    0 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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