By: Kat Zhang
Date Finished: 10.27.13
Eva shouldn’t exist. She should have faded a decade ago and allowed Addie full occupation of their body and brain. But Eva’s soul lingered as she relinquished her claim on their shared motor function, allowing Addie to be accepted as a healthy American. Even though everyone believes that Eva is gone, they are haunted by the fear of discovery. It’s more fact than rumor that suspected hybrids – people with both souls intact past childhood – are whisked away by the government and never heard from again. Despite the dangers, when Eva is given the opportunity to move again, she convinces Addie to take it.
My impression of this book is very similar to my response to Divergent. Like Veronica Roth, Zhang is a young author (I believe even younger than Roth) and this is her first published book. Like Divergent, it is solid writing and features a recognizable-but-not-cliché plot. And, like Divergent, it is a well done book, but not phenomenal. All told, I think I enjoyed this one more simply because it stays away from the angsty romance. (There is a spark between Eva and one of the other hybrids, which I imagine will become more prominent as the series continues, but it doesn’t distract like it does in Divergent.)
Eva plays her role of narrator well, with a strong voice and a nice sense of pacing. Since Eva is the storyteller and Addie is in control of their body, I had the instinct to resent Addie at the beginning. As the book continued, my appreciation and respect of Addie grew significantly and I was equally fascinated by both girls. Even though they share a body, Eva and Addie have distinctive personalities and their interactions are much like any pair of sisters. With this highly relate-able relationship, it was easy to suspend my disbelief and dive into the story.
I greatly appreciate how Zhang reveals only what the reader needs to know. She has created a unique history for this version of America, but refrains from bogging the book down with too many details. Throughout, she manages to keep it simple whenever possible — a refreshing feature for this inherently complicated construct. What’s Left of Me is a promising start in this young writer’s repertoire. I look forward to seeing where she goes from here.
At the end of the day: For me.