by Margaret Peterson Haddix
Bleh. This youth book was just plain awful. The writing was just OK, and the story was mildly interesting, but I was absolutely disgusted by the way the author took the wonderful, sweet story of Cinderella and turned it into a feminist manifesto. Ugh. Instead of kind and good and long-suffering, this "Ella" despises her step-mother and step-sisters and her fondest wish is to take revenge against them. She is rude and self-centered and seeks only her own happiness.... and according to the author this is supposed to be a good thing. It just left me feeling sick to my stomach.
I will definitely discourage my daughter from reading it.