I would not go so far as to say this book was horrible, or even bad necessarily, but I can't say I enjoyed it. I picked this book up because, although it was 300 pages, it seemed like it would be quick to read, and I am attempting to read a book every day next week and needed something fast. I decided to just read it now instead of waiting until next week because I finished my other library books and needed something to read.

I remember thinking the premise was relatively interesting when it first came out, when someone mentioned the book to me or something. The way whoever it was describe it to me made it sound infinitely more interesting than it actually was. The plot itself wasn't excessively awful, but I feel like a lot more nuances of the whole talking to your past self thing should have been stipulated, because I felt sort of cheated out of some good time travel-like problems that they would have faced.

The writing was very bland and juvenile and kind of dumb, like it could have been marketed for a twelve-year-old, maybe, the way it was written. I thought the way the moral was presented was kind of cliche, as was the moral itself: live life in the present, don't dwell on the past, and don't worry too much about the future. It was extremely obvious that this was going to be the moral at the beginning of the book, and there was little reinforcement or enrichment to that theme throughout the book to make it more layered and complex. The story was so predictable that the act of reading the book seemed almost futile in that I spent 300 pages getting to a final message that I already knew was coming at the beginning.

I probably would have enjoyed this book when I was eleven, maybe, and I guess I can't really criticize it too much because it is marketed maybe toward younger kids, who don't have my expectations and pretension.