In a breathtaking young adult debut, the bestselling author of P.S. I Love You depicts a society in which perfection is paramount and any misstep leads to punishment.
If you break the rules, you will be punished.
Celestine North lives a perfect life.
She’s a model daughter and sister and she’s well-liked by her classmates and teachers. She’s also a girl of logic. To Celestine, every problem has a solution. Every action is either right, or wrong.
Celestine has always known about the Flawed, second-class citizens who are branded as punishment for their crimes. And she always thought they must deserve their punishment.
But everything changes when Celestine witnesses the mistreatment of a Flawed man, and steps up to help him. But in helping him, she reveals that she is imperfect. And in Celestine's society, imperfection is punished.
She is imprisoned. She is branded. She is flawed.
This riveting novel is the first installment of the Flawed series. Don't miss the continuation of Celestine's story in the second book, Perfect.
Praise for Flawed by Cecelia Ahern:
“Pick up Flawed if you’re a fan of awesome YA . . . or just if you appreciate really well written fiction.” The Guardian
“Ahern is a brilliant storyteller. . . . [Flawed] grabs [readers] from the opening pages and refuses to let go.” The Irish Times
“This book is a masterpiece. . . . [Flawed] is a book that exposes the underbelly of a society which idolizes and demands perfection from its people.” The Young Folks
“A compelling thriller that's very hard to put down.” School Library Journal
About the Author
Cecelia Ahern is the award-winning and bestselling author of many adult novels including P.S. I Love You and Love, Rosieboth of which were major motion pictures. Flawed is her debut young adult novel. She resides in Ireland.
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By Cecelia Ahern
Feiwel and FriendsCopyright © 2016 Cecelia Ahern
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I AM A girl of definitions, of logic, of black and white.
Remember this.CHAPTER 2
NEVER TRUST A man who sits, uninvited, at the head of the table in another man's home.
Not my words. They were the words of my granddad, Cornelius, who, as a result of saying them, landed himself the farthest away from this table, and he won't be welcome back anytime soon. It's not necessarily what he said that was the problem; it was whom he said it about: Judge Crevan, one of the most powerful men in the country, who is once again, despite my granddad's comment last year, sitting at the head of our dining table for our annual Earth Day gathering.
Dad returned from the kitchen with a fresh bottle of red wine to find his usual place taken. I could see he was put out by it, but as it's Judge Crevan, Dad merely stalled in his tracks, jiggled the wine opener in his hand a bit while thinking about what to do, then worked his way around the table to sit beside Mom at the other end, where Judge Crevan should have sat. I can tell Mom is nervous. I can tell this because she is more perfect than ever. She doesn't have a hair out of place on her perfectly groomed head, her blond locks twisted elaborately into a chignon that only she could do herself, having had to dislocate both shoulders to reach around to the back of her head. Her skin is porcelain, as though she glows, as though she is the purest form of anything. Her makeup is immaculate, her cornflower-blue lace dress a perfect match for her blue eyes, her arms perfectly toned.
In truth, my mom looks this beautiful to most people every day as a model in high demand. Despite having the three of us, her body is as perfect as it always was, though I suspect — I know — like most people she has had help in maintaining this. The only way you can know that Mom is having a bad day or week is when she arrives home with plumper cheeks, fuller lips, a smoother forehead, or less tired-looking eyes. Altering her appearance is her pick-me-up. She's persnickety about looks. She judges people by them, sums them up in a sweeping once-over. She is uncomfortable when anything is less than perfect; a crooked tooth, a double chin, an oversized nose — it all makes her question people, distrust them in a way. She's not alone. Most people feel exactly as my mom does. She likens it to trying to sell a car without washing it first; it should be gleaming. The same goes for people. Laziness in maintaining their outside represents who they are on the inside. I'm a perfectionist, too, but it doesn't stretch to physical appearances, merely to language and behavior, which bugs the hell out of my sister, Juniper, who is the most unspecific person I know. Though she is specifically unspecific, I'll give her that.
I watch my nervous family's behavior with a sense of smugness because I don't feel an ounce of their tension right now. I'm actually amused. I know Judge Crevan as Bosco, dad to my boyfriend, Art. I'm in his house every day, have been on holidays with him, have been at private family functions, and know him better than my parents do, and most others at that. I've seen Bosco first thing in the morning, with his hair tousled and toothpaste stuck to his lip. I've seen him in the middle of the night, wandering sleepily in his boxers and socks — he always wears socks in bed — to the bathroom or to the kitchen for a glass of water. I've seen him drunk and passed out on the couch, mouth open, hand down the front of his trousers. I have poured popcorn down his shirt and dipped his fingers in warm water while he slept to make him pee. I've seen him drunk-dance on the dance floor and sing badly at karaoke. I've heard him vomit after a late night. I've heard him snore. I've smelled his farts and heard him cry. I can't be afraid of someone whose human side I see and know.
However, my family and the rest of the country see him as a terrifying character to fear and revere. I liken him as one of those talent show judges on TV, an overexaggerated cartoon character who gets a kick out of being booed. I enjoy mimicking him, much to Art's delight. He rolls around laughing while I march up and down being Bosco in judge mode, whooshing my homemade cape around my neck; making scrunched-up, scowling faces; and finger-pointing. Bosco loves a good finger-point whenever the camera is on. I'm convinced the scary-judge persona, while important for his job, is all an act; it's not his natural state of being. He also does a mean cannonball into the pool.
Bosco, known to everyone else but me and Art as Judge Crevan, is the head judge of a committee named the Guild. The Guild, originally set up as a temporary solution by the government as a public inquiry into wrongdoing, is now a permanent fixture that oversees the inquisition of individuals accused of being Flawed. The Flawed are regular citizens who have made moral or ethical mistakes in society.
I've never been to the court, but it is open to the public and available to watch on TV. It's a fair process because in addition to witnesses of the event in question, friends and family are called to testify on the accused's character. On Naming Day, the judges decide whether the accused are Flawed. If so, their flaws are publicly named and their skin is seared with the F brand in one of five places. The branding location depends on the error of their judgment.
For bad decisions, it's their temple.
For lying, it's their tongue.
For stealing from society, it's their right palm.
For disloyalty to the Guild, it's their chest, over their heart.
For stepping out of line with society, it's the sole of their right foot.
They also have to wear an armband on their sleeve with the red letter F at all times so they can always be identified by the public and set an example. They are not imprisoned; they haven't done anything illegal but have carried out acts that are seen as damaging to society. They still live among us but are ostracized from society, having to live under separate rules.
After our country slid down a slippery slope into great economic turmoil because of what was believed to be the bad decisions of our leaders, the Guild's main aim at its origin was to remove Flawed people from working in leadership roles. It now manages to oust people before they even get into those roles so damage can't be done. In the near future, the Guild boasts, we will have a morally, ethically flawless society. Judge Bosco Crevan is seen as a hero to many.
Art gets his good looks from his dad — blond hair, blue eyes — and with messy blond curls that can't be controlled and big blue eyes that twinkle like a naughty imp's, he always looks like he's up to mischief, because he usually is. He sits directly opposite me at the dining table, and I have to stop myself from watching him all the time, while inside I'm jumping up and down that he's mine. Thankfully, he doesn't share his dad's intensity. He knows how to have fun and let loose, always throwing in a funny comment when the conversation gets too serious. He has good timing. Even Bosco laughs. Art is like a light to me, illuminating the darkest corners of everything.
On this April day every year, we celebrate Earth Day with our neighbors the Crevans and the Tinders. Earth Day celebrations are something Juniper and I have always loved since we were kids, counting down the days on our calendar, planning what we're going to wear, decorating the house, and setting the table. This year I am more excited than ever because it's the first year Art and I are officially together. Not that I plan on groping him under the table or anything, but having my boyfriend here makes it more exciting.
Dad is the head of a twenty-four-hour TV station, News 24, and our neighbor and other dinner guest Bob Tinder is the editor of the Daily News newspaper, which are both owned by Crevan Media, so the three of them mix business with pleasure. The Tinders are always late. I don't know how Bob manages to stick to publication deadlines when he can never make it to dinner on time. It's the same every year. We've had an hour of drinks already in the parlor and hope that moving to the dining room will somehow magically hurry them up. We're now sitting here with three empty chairs, their daughter, Colleen, who's in my class, being the third guest.
"We should start," Bosco says suddenly, looking up from his phone, ending the casual chat and sitting up more formally.
"The dinner is okay," Mom says, taking her newly filled glass of wine from Dad. "I allowed for a little delay." She smiles.
"We should start," Bosco says again.
"Are you in a rush?" Art asks, looking quizzically at Bosco, who suddenly seems fidgety. "The trouble with being punctual is that there's nobody there to see it," Art says, and everyone laughs. "As I should know, waiting for this girl all the time." He gives my foot a light tap under the table.
"No," I disagree. "Punctual is acting or arriving exactly at the time appointed. You're not punctual; you're always ridiculously early."
"The early bird catches the worm," Art defends himself.
"But the second mouse gets the cheese," I reply, and Art sticks his tongue out at me.
My little brother, Ewan, giggles. Juniper rolls her eyes.
Bosco, seemingly frustrated by our conversation, interrupts and repeats, "Summer, Cutter, we should start the meal now."
The way he says it makes us all stop laughing immediately and turn to look at him. It was an order.
"Dad," Art says in surprise, with an awkward half laugh. "What are you, the food police?"
Bosco doesn't break his stare with Mom. This has an odd effect on everybody at the table, causes a tense atmosphere, the kind you sense in the air just before the thunder rolls. Heavy, humid, headache-inducing.
"You don't think we should wait for Bob and Angelina?" Dad asks.
"And Colleen," I add, and Juniper rolls her eyes again. She hates that I pick on every little detail, but I can't help it.
"No, I don't think so," he says simply, firmly, not adding any more.
"Okay," Mom says, standing and making her way to the kitchen, all calm and placid as if nothing happened at all, which tells me that, underneath, her legs are paddling wildly.
I look at Art in confusion and know that he feels the tension, too, because I can sense a new joke forming in his mouth, the thing that he does when he feels awkward or scared or uncomfortable. I see how his lip has started to curl at the thought of his punch line, but I never get to hear what he has to say because we hear the siren.
The siren rings out, long, low, warning. It makes me jump in my seat, startled, and it sends my heart beating wildly, every inch of me sensing danger. It is a sound I have known my entire life, a sound you never want directed at you. The Guild calls it the alert signal, a three- to five-minute continuous siren, which rings out from the Guild vans, and though I never lived through any war, it gives me a sense of how people must have felt then before being attacked. In the middle of any normal moment, it can invade your happy thoughts. The siren sounds close to home and it feels sinister. We all momentarily freeze at the table, then Juniper, being Juniper, who speaks before thinking and is clumsy in her actions, jumps up first, bumps the table, and sends the glasses wobbling. Red wine splashes onto the white linen like blobs of blood. She doesn't bother to apologize or clean it, she just runs straight out of the room. Dad is close behind her.
Mom looks completely startled, frozen in time, Drained of all color, she looks at Bosco, and I think she's going to faint. She doesn't even try to stop Ewan from running out the door.
The siren gets louder; it's coming closer. Art jumps up, then so do I; and I follow him down the hall and outside to where they've all gathered in a tight huddle in the front yard. The same is happening in each yard around us. Old Mr. and Mrs. Miller in the yard to our right hold each other tightly, looking terrified, waiting to see whose house the siren will stop outside of. Directly across the road, Bob Tinder opens his door and steps outside. He sees Dad, and they look at each other. There's something there, but I don't quite understand it. At first, I think Dad is angry with Bob, but then Bob's face holds the same stare. I can't read them. I don't know what's going on. It's a waiting game. Who will it be?
Art grips my hand tightly, squeezes it for reassurance, and tries to give me one of his winning smiles, but it's wobbly, and too quick, and only carries the opposite effect. The sirens are almost on top of us now, the sounds in our ears, in our heads. The vans turn onto our road. Two black vans with bright red F symbols branding their sides, letting everybody know who they are. The Whistleblowers are the army of the Guild, sent out to protect society from the Flawed. They are not our official police; they are responsible for taking into custody those who are morally and ethically Flawed. Criminals go to prison; they have nothing to do with the Flawed court system.
The emergency lights on the roofs of the vans spin around, rotating their red lights, so bright they almost light up the dusk sky, sending out a warning beacon to all. Clusters of families celebrating Earth Day cling to one another, hoping it's not them, hoping one of theirs won't be plucked from them. Not their family, not their home, not tonight. The two vans stop in the middle of the road, directly outside our house, and I feel my body start to shake. The sirens stop.
"No," I whisper.
"They can't take us," Art whispers to me, and his face is so sure, so certain, that I believe him. Of course they can't take us, we have Judge Crevan sitting in our home for dinner. We are practically untouchable. This helps my fear somewhat, but then anxiety turns to the poor, unfortunate person they are targeting. This surprises me, because I've always believed that the Flawed are wrong, that the Whistleblowers are on my side, protecting me. But because it is happening on my street, at my front door, that changes. It makes me feel it's us against them. This illogical, dangerous thinking makes me shudder.
The van doors slide open, and the whistles sound as four uniformed Whistleblowers leap out, wearing their signature red vests over black combat boots and shirts. They blow their whistles as they move, which has the effect of numbing my mind and stopping me from being able to form a single thought. In my head is just panic. Perhaps that's the intention. They don't run to us, as Art had assured me; they go in the opposite direction, to the Tinders' house.
"No, no, no," Dad says, and I can hear the surge of anger in his voice.
"Oh my God," Juniper whispers.
I look at Art in shock, waiting for his reaction, and he stares ahead intently, his jaw working overtime. And then I notice Mom and Bosco still haven't joined us outside.
I let go of Art's hand and rush back to the door. "Mom, Bosco, quick! It's the Tinders!"
As Mom races down the corridor, hair from her chignon comes loose and falls across her face. Dad acknowledges her and shares a look that means something to the two of them, his fists opening and closing by his side. There is no sign of Bosco joining us.
"I don't understand," I say, watching as they approach Bob Tinder. "What's going on?"
"Shh and watch," Juniper silences me.
Colleen Tinder is now in the front yard with her dad, Bob, and her two little brothers, Timothy and Jacob. Bob stands in front of his children, blocking them, protecting them, puffing his chest up and out against the Whistleblowers. Not his family, not his home, not tonight.
"They can't take the babies," Mom says, her voice sounding slow and faraway, so that I know she is right here and panicking.
"They won't," Dad says. "It's him. It must be him."
But the officers walk straight by Bob, ignoring him, ignoring the terrified children, who have started to cry, and waving a sheet of paper in his face, which he stalls to read. They enter the house. Suddenly realizing what is happening, he tosses the piece of paper in the air and chases after them. He shouts at Colleen to look after the boys, which is a hard task because they're starting to panic now, too.
"I'll help her," Juniper says, making a move, but Dad grips her arm tight. "Ow!" she yelps.
"Stay here," Dad says in a voice I've never heard him use before.
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Flawed is one of the best dystopian novels I have ever read. The main character, Celestine, lives a perfect life. She is a model, follows the rules, has the perfect boyfriend, Art, and she obeys the Guild. Her boyfriend’s dad, Judge Crevan, is the leader of the Guild, a court that decides if people should be marked as flawed. Flawed people are rule breakers and therefore must obey strict rules set by the Guild. Celestine has never broken the rules, but when a Flawed man at the front of the bus is dying, Celestine helps him, which gets her accused of being flawed. Celestine could be marked flawed and ruin her perfect life forever. Flawed was an amazing book that teaches people it’s ok to have flaws. Flawed is an interesting novel and keeps the reader hooked throughout the whole book. Flawed is written so beautifully, keeping me drawn in as I read. It is interesting to see a world where everyone is expected to be flawless when in our world today it is ok to make mistakes. Cecelia Ahern does an astounding job at creating this harsh dystopian world and the characters’ personalities. I enjoyed that Celestine is just a normal person trying to do the right thing, but in her world it could ruin her life. One reason I found Flawed interesting was because it shows the reader that in life you can either stand up for what you believe in or obey the rules no matter the outcome. I would recommend this book to others because it was interesting to experience a little of what life would be like if we had to always be flawless.
I adore all of her novels and her way of expressing deep feelings we all experience, but this one was special. I eagerly look forward to the (I hope!) next book.
One of my favorite books I've ever read.
#4.5 stars ***I voluntarily reviewed an Advanced Reader's Copy of this book for my honest review & I thank the publishers Harper Collins NZ*** This book was a bit slow going at first, but boy I was hooked when it got a third of the way through, well basically from when Celestine goes from being the 'Perfect' girl that society now expects. This story is based in a fictional Dystopian state where a Highland Castle dominates the city, Where Judge and Jury sit. Where strict rules apply and the Guild enforce, they have become more powerful than the government of the land, and everyone is under their surveillance, break one rule and you will be punished by being branded with the letter 'F' For Flawed. This reminded me of the book 'The Scarlet Letter where the heroine was made to wear the Scarlett Letter A for Adultery. The branding location depends on their error of judgment; for example on your right-hand means 'Theft from Society'; for lying it's their tongue; for disloyalty it's over their heart and for stepping out of line with society, its on the sole of their right foot. - Barbaric and obviously used to cause fear and compliance. This is where the basis of this story grows, of what happens when a governing body gets too much power, grows so big that the Government it works for no longer controls it, and are the body who were brought in to ensure that honesty and integrity were upheld in society, ultimately become the monster they were trying to eradicate. I would like to touch on this first before I get to the actual characters and the events that enfold when Celestine gets on that bus... You can't describe in minute detail how a society runs or how their laws were put in place without any discourse from the people that it effects, but I saw a few comments when researching this series when asked if I would like to review, and although they are entitled to their opinions, I feel like the world that Ms. Ahern created could quite easily come into being, people have been and are subjugated and oppressed throughout the world. Ms. Ahern's world of the flawed brought up memories of the Apartheid and when we got to the way the children were treated it reminded me of the Stolen Generation where the Australian government stole the children of the indigenous people between 1910 until 1970, 60 years of trying to indoctrinate their beliefs, on institutionalising innocent children, all under the noses of 'Respectable people' who thought it was a good thing, but in reality it was a horrendous thing to do to children. So thats my take on that, and I think this book does a good job in showing what humans are possible of doing, whether in fear or ignorance. Onto the characters: Celestine, thought she was perfect, and I must admit, she was boringly Stepford at the very beginning, she saw everything in black and white, right and wrong and no in between, and I found that her Sister Juniper was much more interesting because she spoke up and asked questions - and this reason was why Celestine felt her slightly older sister was on a slippery slope heading for being branded as 'Flawed'. The sisters are beautiful, dark eyes, long curly hair from their mixed heritage. Celestine is all 'pastels' and Juniper is the opposite with her black clothing, but they look alike. BUT One moment of compassion, of 'doing the right thing' will turn Celestine's world upside down. this scene was very moving the author wrote it in a way that was really in character to her
This is one of those books that really shows the nature of people. They can be evil creatures, and though this particular situation between flawed and perfect may not ever happen, the behavior of the people involved is something very believable. We see it today in how people treat each other, making it very relevant to our society. This book puts it on a larger scale and involves the government in support of such behaviors.. which isn't really a far stretch these days either. It's a sad scary world that Celestine lives in. She is one strong girl, and she doesn't even know it. There were so many moments that made me uncomfortable to read. I'd literally cringe at how she was treated, even by those in power. It was painful. I love that this author was able to bring out so many emotions in me as the reader. Not all the people were bad of course, there were those who could think for themselves and want to fight the system or at least admit to disagreeing with it. There is a rebellion or war brewing, and Celestine has found herself right in the middle of it. This was a very hard book for me to put down, and I'm anxious for the next book to be released. I don't think I'll be able to wait until April!
This is the book that was featured in my most recent Owl Crate I obtained. For those who aren't aware as to what the Owl Crate is, it's similar to that of Loot Crate but instead features a new book with several additional nerdy items related to that month's theme. The theme this time was Dystopia. follow this link to find out more and purchase one for yourself if you so wish--- https://owlcrate.com/refer/Miche-OHOEWHTE So as mentioned earlier this book is a dystopia novel. The concept revolves around a government agency called the Guild who basically takes people who make mistakes of judgement, seen as stealing from society, disloyalty towards the Guild, and lying are judged and labelled by branding as being Flawed and are no longer allowed to participate or obtain any of the luxuries of life. However, the issue with this whole system is that it follows the views of certain people as being flawed or not causing a huge room for corruption. After the perfect girl who has never been in trouble, made straight A's and was dating the head judge of the Guild's son, is eventually labelled as being flawed for helping a flawed man who was dying while no one was willing to help begins to lead to an increase in doubt on not only the Guild but the humanity of society as a whole. After her unfair trail and excessive unheard of punishment Celestine North must learn how to adapt in this new life as a flawed human being. The whole story line is well thought out and the novel itself is a quick read. Only spent 3 days reading it myself actually. The situations she goes through makes you angry, sad, thoughtful, and any other extreme emotion you may think of. As she gets stronger and braver despite the constant knockdowns from society, she learns she has the upper hand and if she plays her cards right she may just be able to take down the Guild and most importantly the injustice of the head judge. Sadly.....there's going to be a part 2. Since this was just recently published there's no telling how long it will take for the next novel in this series to come out. (NOOOOOOO!!!!!) Yet I will be impatiently waiting for it's announcement and release. (Yeah it is that good. I want to know what happens damn it!) All in all I'll end with my favorite quote from the author: "If there's one message that I hope this book portrays, it's this: None of us are perfect. Let us not pretend that we are. Let us not be afraid that we're not. Let us not label others and pretend we are not the same. Let us all know that to be human is to be flawed, and let us learn from every mistake made so we don't make them again." I hope everyone takes that quote to heart especially with everything that has been occurring throughout in the news. Just because you may not understand it, doesn't mean you should treat another human being any differently with the same compassion and respect you would want for yourself. Want to read more reviews? Go to my blog at http://meeschbooks.blogspot.com/
3 stars I wanted to read flawed because it sounded like an interesting mix of a dystopia with more of a contemporary feeling if that makes sense. It's like The Scarlet Letter whenever people make a mistake they get tattoos like if they steal they get one on their hand if it's through their mouth that they did the wrong they get a tattoo there and so on. These people are called the flawed and they are forever marked and there's also restrictions on how late they can be out in what they can eat theirs consider lesser and society. I identified and related to the main character Celestine she is most certainly a people pleaser and she got perfect grades and she acted in the way that her parents and society expected her to. well until she didn't. she had a really big heart and seeing with new eyes what the flawed had to deal with really opened her eyes after her neighbor was charged and arrested. she was their teacher on the piano and she was overall good person but she did something that was wrong in the eyes of this society and she had to answer for the that. Celestine saw someone in need, in pain and sick and she saw the past the fact that he was flawed and tried to help him and that is where her life really changes. she had to wonder who is still going to be on her side. If it was going to be her parents or her sister that up until that day she didn't really realize how alike they thought in some ways. that was also her boyfriend whose dad was a judge in overseeing the charging and the marking of the flawed. Flawed ended up being a whole lot more political than I expected. I skimmed through that a bit, because it doesn't interest me in real life. I appreciated that she didn't want to play into the government who wanted her to admit she was wrong, or the rebels who wanted her for their new face and voice. The ending worked for me, it did progress the plot, but I don't think that I will be continuing the series. She was a girl trying to do the right thing and ended up being used a lot of people and had to decide for herself how things would continue to do. Bottom Line: Good premise and I liked the main character... Too much politics for me though.
After reading Louise O'Neill's Only Ever Yours, and after reading the book title and description of Flawed, I was expecting a book of that calibre, in the same level of importance in the message it gives to society. Maybe I should have just expected a plain Dystopian novel. Even then, though, this book would have disappointed me completely. What is Flawed about? I'm SO glad you asked. Think Divergent but with two categories, Flawed and Normal. The Flawed people have either been disloyal to society (Children of the Flawed looking for their birth parents) or theft from society (a woman helping her sick, in pain, dying mother euthanize herself) or helping another Flawed or many other things. The Flawed system is separate from the general criminal system, but even murders are treated better than the Flawed, who are still a part of society and yet ostracised. They have separate seats on public transport vehicles, a curfew, they can't leave the country, they can eat only specific foods so that they don't enjoy life too much, and worse, if you're normal and they're dying, YOU CANT HELP THEM. What did our protagonist do, you might ask? There were two obnoxious ladies sitting in Flawed seats (they weren't flawed) on a bus and an old Flawed man was standing before them almost choking to death and they continued on with their mindless gossip. This angers our MC and she helps him, thus aiding a flawed and getting put on trial for it herself. Of course, since she was dating the boy whose father is the head judge and she's a rich pretty thing, her case gets unheard of coverage, giving her a platform to be the "poster child" for both sides of the Flawed debate. SO SHE WAS A DECENT HUMAN BEING, RATHER THAN THE REST OF YOU SOULLESS FREAKS, AND NOW SHE'S THE BRAVEST PERSON ALIVE? If anything, I was so pissed off the the humans in this world BELIEVED that helping another was something to be shamed for, for children to be taken away, brainwashed and not be allowed to seek their parents out something they must do, and that all this being "flawed" is contagious? THIS BOOK MAKES ME SO ANGRY. There was no important message, nothing to gain and Celestine was an over the top girl before arrest, a sudden martyr after with no emotions at all except shame for what her body looked like, and yet, she's OH SO BRAVE. While Flawed did get better in the ending, it in no way made up for all of the nonsense before, I'm going to stop my rant now. I do not recommend this. 2 stars.
Oh Flawed, how I wanted to read you. You were one of my WoW picks back in December and when I saw you come up on Netgalley, I requested with such hope in my heart. When I found out I got the ARC I was so happy. I have read the majority of Cecelia Ahern’s adult books so I was really interested to see how her voice transferred to YA. I am happy to say it transferred well. Celestine leads a charmed life. The daughter of a model mother and a powerful father, she has the perfect boyfriend and an enviable life. In a society that judges moral character as well as criminal behavior, Celestine has always complied with the dictates of everyday life. Until one instance changes everything. She breaks a rule to help another and now she could be found guilty of being flawed. I enjoyed the plot of Flawed. Yes, we have seen plenty of books where a reluctant heroine stumbles into a situation she cannot control or even wants to be a part of, but this was done with a different angle that I really enjoyed. I have already stated that I enjoy the adult writing of Cecelia Ahern. I am happy that her unique voice flowed well into the YA world and that the writing was emotionally charged and had a nice depth. The pacing had a few issues, but that was primarily due to the world needing to be built. Speaking of world building, Ahern did a great job. The world was rich and has great potential for the rest of the series to grow into. The emotions ran high in Flawed. Between Celestine’s moral quandaries and a few scenes that were just brutal, I felt very connected to the story. The characters were set up well. What I mean with that, is that this is the first in a series so this was the building and setup book. The characters to love were there, the characters to hate were there, and the characters that you wonder about were there. I really enjoyed Flawed and Cecelia Ahern’s delve into YA. While this book was primarily set up and world building, it still had many great moments and some hints at what comes next. This is a series that has huge potential and I am excited to see what comes next. I received this book for free from Netgalley in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.
I received this copy from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review What an absolutely stunning dystopian novel. Filled with teenage angst about fitting in, and the drive to be a “perfect” young person who is acceptable not only to her friends and fellow school mates, but to society as a whole. When things go wrong in society, it is natural, though not always appropriate or rational, to seek some sub-culture to blame. And when society sets about creating a new, and hopefully better, world, behavioural norms change, and everyone is expected to conform to the new ways of thinking. It has always been a trademark of totalitarian and theological societies - Maoist China, Kampuchea, German Stasi and Nazi regimes, Iranian Revolutionary guard, to name a few – but increasingly in democratic countries the media, Twitter, Facebook etc are taking to naming and shaming those deemed to be beyond the pale. But what happens when the “crimes” for which you are deemed guilty are not just broadcast in the media to all and sundry, but are branded into your body for everyone to see for eternity. Where there is no chance of redemption or atonement. Where no-one may ever help you again, and you are denied all basic human comforts – all because you acted or thought differently from what was expected (demanded) of you. And then to add salt to the wounds (or brands) – the “crimes” are not criminal activities (those are judged by criminal courts, and paid for by normal, time-limited jail sentences) – but are indeterminate antisocial tendencies designated as such by the “right-thinking” guardians of societal mores, the Guild, who are definitely not above corruption and their own self-serving practices. “Flawed” heroine, Celestine, runs foul of this oppressive system for exhibiting unnatural humanity and compassion, which has devastating effects upon her family and friends. The story is compelling and very thought provoking. I could not put it down, and its ideas continue to percolate around my head well after I read the last page. And that was the books only flaw – that there was a last page and that it ended. I really, really hope that there is more to come. This book deserves a very wide readership and is destined to become a classic. It is right up there with the works of Kafka and George Orwell. Rea d it and I guarantee that you will not be disappointed.
I liked this. It was a fairly easy book to follow. I found it interesting and I like that it was something different than what is out there at the moment. Very much reminds me of the Scarlet Letter. I’m glad that this is only a story. Can you imagine getting the mark of the Flawed for something as little as lying? Everyone would have one then! I liked the general plotline and commend Celestine for doing what she did to get the unwanted attention from the guild, but I did not care for her woe is me attitude. I wish she would have been honest with herself earlier on and saved me from the eyerolls I was giving. Another thing, I wished that her description was in earlier in the book and more of it. I felt when it finally mentioned that she was biracial, it wasn’t as elaborating as the description of her white mother and boyfriend. A little disappointing there. While there was some things I wished went differently, I still enjoyed it. I look forward to the next book because of the way it ended. By that point I wanted more and needed to know what happens right now. Haha. *I received through NetGalley