Glass

GlassSo many readers have asked, “What happened to Kristina?” that I decided to answer the question with another book.

Glass, the sequel to Crank, is also a NY Times bestseller, and walks you forward from where Crank leaves off.


Glass Excerpt

    Walking with the Monster
    Life
    was radical
    right after I met
    the monster.

    Later, life
    became

    harder,
    complicated.
    Ultimately,
    a living
    hell,
    like swimming
    against a riptide,
    walking
    the wrong
    direction in the fast
    lane of the freeway,
    waking
    from sweetest
    dreams to find yourself
    in the middle of a
    nightmare.

    You Know My Story
    Don’t you? All about
    my dive
    into the lair of the monster
    drug some people call crank.
    Crystal. Tina. Ice.
    How a summer visit
    to my dad sent me
    into
    the arms of a boy — a
    hot-bodied hunk, my
    very first love, who led
    me down the path to
    insanity.
    How I came home
    no longer
    Kristina Georgia
    Snow, gifted high
    school junior, total
    dweeb, and
    perfect
    daughter, but
    instead a stranger
    who called herself Bree.

    How, no matter
    how hard
    Kristina
    fought her, Bree
    was stronger, brighter,
    better equipped to deal
    with a world where
    everythingmoved at light
    speed, everyone mired
    in ego. Where “everyday”
    became
    another word
    for making love with
    the monster.


Review from Publishers Weekly

Hopkins’s hard-hitting free-verse novel, a sequel, picks up where Crankleft off. Kristina now lives in her mother’s Reno home with her baby, but constantly dreams of “getting/ high. Strung. Getting/ out of this deep well/ of monotony I’m/ slowly drowning in.” When her former connection turns her on to “glass”: “Mexican meth, as/ good as it comes. maybe 90 percent pure,” Kristina quickly loses control again. She gets kicked out of her house after her baby gets hurt on her watch, starts dealing for the Mexican Mafia (“No problem. I’ll play straight/ with them. Cash and carry”) and eventually even robs her mother’s house with her equally addicted boyfriend. The author expertly relays both plot points and drug facts through verse, painting Kristina’s self-narrated self-destruction through clean verses (“My face is hollow-/cheeked, spiced with sores”). She again experiments with form, sometimes writing two parallel poems that can be read together or separately (sometimes these experiments seem a bit cloying, as in “Santa Is Coming,” a concrete poem in the shape of a Christmas tree). But in the end, readers will be amazed at how quickly they work their way through this thick book-and by how much they learn about crystal meth and the toll it takes, both on addicts and their families. Ages 14-up. (Aug.)


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