
However, after watching the (spectacular) trailer for the upcoming movie adaptation (and tearing up because of it), I can confidently say my issues with TFiOS lies not with the story itself, but definitely with the writing. My chances of being painfully surprised – that being a good thing because who doesn’t love getting their hearts torn apart by good stories? – by this book were completely obliterated. Yes, I knew what would happen at the end and once I found out, I sort of connected the dots and figured out how it would occur too. I got spoiled via Twitter and thankfully I can’t remember who the tweeter was because if I did, the cops would be after me for murder right now. However, the biggest fault for why I did not like TFiOS most likely lies with Twitter. I found it a tad pretentious, melodramatic and simply didn’t understand why he had to make Hazel and Augustus ponder over rather useless things (such as the correlation between scrambled eggs and breakfast). I’ll admit, one reason I probably didn’t enjoy this was because I’d been incredibly busy when reading it and another being that John Green’s writing style wasn’t exactly my favorite. More of… I wish to see The Fault in Our Stars from the eyes of fans, to see why they loved this book so much. In all honesty, I wanted to love this book so bad especially because everyone else seem to love it. Not a single tear was shed for The Fault in Our Stars. But when a gorgeous plot twist named Augustus Waters suddenly appears at Cancer Kid Support Group, Hazel’s story is about to be completely rewritten.

Despite the tumor-shrinking medical miracle that has bought her a few years, Hazel has never been anything but terminal, her final chapter inscribed upon diagnosis.
