April 24, 2012
Young Adult | Contemporary Mystery
Deadly Cool #2 (this is not a series you have to read in order!)
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Twittercide [twit-er-sahyd]: the killing of one human being by another while the victim is in the act of tweeting.
Call me crazy, but I figured writing for the Herbert Hoover High Homepage would be a pretty sweet gig. Pad the resume for college applications, get a first look at the gossip column, spend some time ogling the paper’s brooding bad-boy editor, Chase Erikson. But on my first big story, things went... a little south. What should have been a normal interview with Sydney Sanders turned into me discovering the Homecoming Queen-hopeful dead in her pool. Electrocuted while Tweeting. Now, in addition to developing a reputation as HHH’s resident body finder, I’m stuck trying to prove that Sydney’s death wasn’t suicide.
I’m starting to long for the days when my biggest worry was whether the cafeteria was serving pizza sticks or Tuesday Tacos...
IN A SENTENCE:
If you love mysteries, comedies, and just a good time, you’ll love Social Suicide and Hartley Featherstone; Gemma Halliday knows how to write a good mystery, and she isn’t afraid to lead the reader on the wrong trail. I highly recommend this series.
I freaking loved Deadly Cool last fall, and Social Suicide reminds me of why I love Hartley Featherstone and her crew. This series is for fans of comedy, mystery, and Veronica Mars.
While I was reading Social Suicide, I realized something: you don’t have to read this series in order. That is so freaking amazing. While Social Suicide does give away bits of Deadly Cool’s ending, they are both complete standalones, and the only thing connecting them really is the characters. I hadn’t realized how much I liked that, how much I missed reading books like that, until I read this one.
You guys, the characters, Hartley and Chase, killed me. There is SO MUCH awkward and chemistry between them that I wanted them to be Barbies and I could shove them together like they were kissing. OH MY LANTA, those two NEED to kiss! Really they do. And talk. AND KISS. There needs to be some sexy times between the two.
Yo, this plot? Totally kickass. I loved the invention of the word “twittercide.” I loved that it was Hartley’s BFF Sam who came up with the word (remember her, the girl who refused to actually cuss in Deadly Cool? Yup, I still love her. And she is still on the no-cussing-only-substitute-words kick, and man, I caught myself using her substitute words instead of cuss words!)
The mystery itself is compelling. I didn’t figure out the killer until he was standing in front of me, and well, Hartley. AND IT WAS AWESOME. Like I was so sure of who the murder was until the twist came and then I was like, “CRAP. WRONG AGAIN.”
YOU GUYS. Gemma Halliday knows how to write a damn good mystery, and I love that she decided to write for teens. I love these books. I highly recommend this series to those who love mysteries, loved Veronica Mars, or just loves to read. BY GOD YOU SHOULD PICK UP THESE BOOKS RIGHT NOW.