Gone by Michael Grant, reviewed by Mal Peet
Gone comes across the Atlantic on a tsunami of rave reviews, most of them posted on websites by teenagers. That's a result, and you really can't argue with it. Grant left me wondering if it might be possible to marry the reductive conventions of the game console to real writing. Maybe the next volume (Gone threatens to become a trilogy, at least) will provide the glimpse of an answer. The volume two "taster" attached to this book suggests levels of nastiness almost worthy of Dante. MAL PEET
I really want to read this, although the cover looks quite boring.