I watched the film version of ‘The FaultĀ In OurĀ Stars’ and didn’t see what all the fuss was about. My response was ‘meh’. I probably sound like a book-land Heathen for saying such a thing but I suppose, as is the case a lot of the time, the book lovers scream “the book was better”, and at the time of all the hype, I couldn’t read, so I had nothing to compare it to. Continue reading “Paper Towns, by John Green”