Cadence Sinclair Eastman struggles to remember what happened to her during her 15th summer in the book We Were Liars by E. Lockhart. The story details the life of Cadence and the rich Democrat members of her family as they struggle to deal with a tragedy they all contributed to. The novel touches on the themes of materialism, young love, and racism. If you read the reviews on Goodreads or Amazon, We Were Liars seems to have everyone in conflict. Some people give it 1 star, saying it was superficial and shallow with little plot and an annoying writing style. Others have given the book a 5-star review, citing that it made them cry for three hours on end. So, what this basically all means is that We Were Liars is a love-it or hate-it book. You take a risk by reading it, because you could absolutely love it, or you could gamble hours of your life reading a book that you’ll absolutely hate. But in my opinion (not that it matters), I absolutely adored it. I’m part of the group that goes on and on about how they’ve been crying for the last 3 hours, but then again I cry over everything, so judge for yourself and let me know in my contact page what you thought of my review and the book!It’s interesting, because when I first read this book, the thing that struck me first was Lockhart’s writing style. I’m very irritable so it annoyed me sometimes to an extent, but occasionally, the writing style will change, and she will write like this.With separate sentences spread out over many lines. I have to disagree with the reviewers on Goodreads who say that E. Lockhart does it for “no reason”, because nothing ever happens in a book for “no reason”, otherwise it would be pretty quickly deleted by the editor. This writing style only happens at various turning points in the main character’s life, for example, when her father leaves. This kind of disjointed, un-punctuated, spread out writing adds suspense and symbolizes her separation from what’s happening, as if her mind is scattered. I really enjoyed this writing style and thought that it was unique and brilliant (after it stopped getting on my nerves). Obviously, some people don’t agree with that, and they feel that it is annoying, tedious and pointless. It’s really just a matter of reader preference, but I really do recommend you get the book from your local library, read the first 10 pages and stop if you don’t like it from there. Another thing that I noticed about We Were Liars is the vivid use of metaphors, diction, syntax, and personification. The first time that a major metaphor is used is on Page 5 (if you have a paperback with the same cover as above) when Clarence’s father leaves the household: “My father put a last suitcase into the backseat of the Mercedes, and started the engine. Then he pulled out a handgun and shot me in the chest. I was standing on the lawn and I fell. The bullet hole opened wide and my heart rolled out of my rib cage and down into a flower bed. Blood gushed rhythmically from my open wound, then from my eyes, my ears, my mouth. It tasted like salt and failure.” When I first read this, I actually thought it was real, I probably thought words not appropriate for a preachers granddaughter, but most importly, I thought the author was a sick person and she had the book take a massive twist where the father suddenly revealed his true psychopathy and shady connections with the dodgy mafia. Then the author continued: “Mother snapped. She said to get a hold of myself. Be normal, now, she said. Right now, she said.” This was the first sign that I was probably going to have some of those “OH CRAP IS THIS REAL” hallucination type moments, but would later confirm that some intense events throughout the book were not going to be real. I really liked the use of imagery, a different style I had yet not seen in other books I’ve read. I thought that it brought color and poise to the book, branding it as a unique special read. Obviously, this belief was not held by everyone- of course; some people complained that it was confusing, and they couldn’t really understand the difference between reality and metaphor, which I don’t really agree with (like come on, you should’ve learned this in elementary school). I do believe, however, that E Lockhart was going for a magic realism kind of style when she included the metaphors, and she certainly succeeded. Along with the metaphors, Lockhart uses personification, specifically when Clarence has mood changes experiencing feelings of depression. The use of these literary devices make the book full of imagery. The personification used with the metaphors was aesthetically fantastic. By using “Welcome” at the start of We Were Liars, it gives you a sense of feeling like you were invited into the character’s home: You have arrived at their house and Clarence opens the door. She smiles and gestures her way to the magnificent hall. “Come in”, she says, as her sweeping arms hold the door open. You walk in and your feet sink into the deep carpet. You are a guest at their house, a lodger at a grand hotel. She beckons, “Come with me. Your room is just around the corner”. You follow her and suddenly the lights flicker. The chandelier dims and the lights cut. “Don’t worry”, she says. “Just a blackout”. She takes a candle from the pocket of her skirt and a packet of well used matches from the other. “We get them all the time.” Holding the candle, she moves down the hallway, illuminating only a small distance in front of her. You walk close as not to lose her in the maze-like corridors or the house. She suddenly sweeps her hand to the left, throwing light upon a picture of a family. “Welcome”, she says, “to the Beautiful Sinclair Family”. As you walk down the hall, she shows you pictures of her life, documented between the glass of the frames. “This was when my father left. He shot me as he drove away, right in my throbbing heart.” “This was when I first kissed Gat.””This was when I had my accident.” As you move down the hallway, you learn more and more about her life. She takes you down her lane of memories. That entire book had me wanting for more until the very end, and when I had to return the book to my teacher, I went out and bought my own copy. Some people say that the ending was predictable, but I don’t understand how. It was just too sad and shocking to predict with such a turn of events at every corner you thought you were starting to understand. John Green has reviewed this book, and I can certainly understand why. This is John Green’s kind of book. The sad, I-don’t-care-if-they’re-one-of-the-main-characters-I-can-still-kill-them kind of book. I did think it was sadder than The Fault In Our Stars though, and that was pretty heart-wrenching. Please don’t read this book if you cry easily, because the tears will leave you dangerously dehydrated- trust me, I am the QUEEN of tears and dramatics. We Were Liars profiles and focuses on a broken and confused girl trying to pick up and put together the pieces she’s trying to understand as her family deteriorates and relationships shatter, all within the seemingly perfect, “dollhouse-like”, Sinclair Family. As stated before, We Were Liars will consume every thought of every moment you have long after you turn the final page. ?