Paper Towns by John Green

While Paper Towns is not "clean" by a long shot, it is intriguing. It was the first John Green book I managed to read for longer than a few chapters. That's kind of disappointing since I'm a fan of John and Hank's youtube vlogging (for the most part) and consider myself a nerdfighter.

Paper Towns is kind of about seeing people as they really are, not what they pretend to be. The whole plot revolves around a guy and a girl. For most of the book, the guy is trying to follow some clues the girl left, and he's trying to find her. It gets kind of repetitive as his theories change and he goes in all sorts of different directions. That's more true to real life, I suppose, but since it's fiction anyway I'd almost prefer that the story picks a track and stays on it.

The book gives you a sense of adventure, that kind of longing you have to leave everything behind and just go anywhere and do anything. However, most of us never do such a daring thing, because we worry about our future and the consequences. Well, whatever. Decide for yourself if up and leaving is good or bad.

More of what I have to say is kind of a tangent, though.
Why can't these teenage characters talk about hardly anything except sex and other related topics? This is also what turned me off from Looking For Alaska and An Abundance of Katherines before I even got to find out what the plot was. I think the only reason I read Paper Towns all the way through is because I actually got to some of the plot before I got to a ton of junk.
Also, there was a lot of language. Reading it really does affect the way I think, and I don't like having all that running around in my head. I feel like I need a huge brain-cleaning. 
I don't know what the 'normal' teenager is like, but if this is an accurate depiction of high schoolers, I just have to say...

THANK GOD I HAVE BEEN HOMESCHOOLED MY ENTIRE LIFE.

Wholesome media is pretty much my passion (I wouldn't say I act the way you would think when you hear 'passionate' about it but it's hard for me to act 'passionate' about anything). I'm sure if you ask anyone who knows me much at all, they'll tell you I have extremely high standards. It saddens me to see books that hardly have anything worthwhile to say. To put down a book or finish a movie and realize that just about everything you just took in isn't doing anything worthwhile, and is in fact probably growing mold all over the beautiful walls of your little brain-house, is a very disappointing thing.
I still haven't read The Fault In Our Stars or Will Grayson, Will Grayson, but I'm not planning on using my time for such things very soon.
I'd rather use that time to create something that people will enjoy, but that also won't bathe their minds in dirt.

In the end, I regrettably cannot recommend this book.