“Beautiful Disaster” is like a car wreck blocking half the road. You don’ want to jam traffic up any more than it already is but you can’t help but to slow down and take a look at all the damage that was done.
It was impossible for me to put the book down until the very end. It was as if McGuire herself has somehow found her way into my memories I had locked away long ago yet somehow my own self preservation will never let me forget. So for me Beautiful Disaster was my car wreck. I had no choice but to slow down and look for the damage throughout. Only where I never saw a happy ending— it seems Abby get hers. I was split in two; the romantic side of me was in complete ahh. However, the realistic side of me was latterly spent a massive amount of time yelling at my kindle.
• Have a bad and unpredictable temper?
• Hurt you, or threaten to hurt or kill you?
• Threaten to commit suicide if you leave?
• Say he/she can’t live without you?
• Force you to have sex?
• Destroy belongings?
• Act excessively jealous and possessive?
• Constantly check up on you?
• Never want you to leave his/her side?
Then there is Abby— Don’t even get me started. I was once in her shoes. She might have got her happy ending but if the story continues and for all young adult readers worldwide I pray the McGuire will continue. But how long can Abby’s happy ever after last? At some point I the rose colored glasses that have been warn throughout this book need to be removed. Because I am sorry to say but without meds for Travis and deep, very deep therapy for both Abby and Travis this coupling is headed down a long dark path no woman wants to walk.
Now let us visit the supporting characters or should I say blind enablers. It’s supposed to be the ones on the outside of the relationship looking in that sees the relationship for what it is because they are not wearing the rosy glasses. It seems as though America has a death wish for her best friend. Who the hell needs a friend like that? Not Abby that much is clear. However, in the beginning Shapley, Travis cousin was the only one with brains trying to keep Abby clear if him. Then somewhere along the line his stupid ass drank the Kool-aide and dawned his own rosy glasses.
Travis has some redeemable characteristic but in reality that is not enough. The story sends a powerful message but not the one I was expecting. It has a fairy-tale ending and that bothers me. Knowing my own daughters and young impressionable girls around the world are reading this and may one day find them self’s in the same situation and think they too can have the fair-tale ending they read about.