Review: Burning

Danielle Rollins - Burning
Published: April 5, 2016 by Bloomsbury USA Childrens
Genres: Horror, LGBTQIA, Thriller, Young Adult
Pages: 352
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Rating: 2.5/5

Tucked away, deep in the woods, Brunesfield Correctional Facility's cold walls and empty hallways keep dangerous girls away from the world . . . girls like Angela Davis, whose fate was determined by one bad decision. After a few years in juvie, Angela is finally close to her release, but everything changes the day a new warden with dark plans takes over. Angela knows evil when she sees it, and as strange disappearances and frightening incidents happen more and more frequently, it becomes clear that Brunesfield could be the end of them. Angela and her friends must find a way to get out, but how can they save themselves from very place keeping them locked away?

From the author of The Merciless comes an atmospheric thriller rich with secrets and conspiracies that will have readers on the edge of their seats.
Not. Sold.

The synopsis introduces Burning as Orange Is The New Black for the YA peeps, and I think that's an exaggeration. This book is practically a carbon-copy of the show.

An inmate at Litchfield Brunesfield, Angela Davis, is counting down the days to her release. She wants only to return to her baby brother, Charlie, who she hasn't seen in years. For now, she finds solace in her clique, Issie and Cara. They work in the cafeteria and are occasionally tormented by Pornstache Officer Brody.

But when a new inmate, Jessica, arrives at Brunesfield, everyone is flabbergasted by her age and how tiny she is. The girl seems to be only ten. Rumors begin flying. No one knows exactly what she's in for. And when the corrupt director informs her to make friends with her, her dark secrets are soon uncovered.

This is something I'd like to call unrealistic fiction. Hypothetically, if someone were able to start fires with their mind, I'm sure they'd be locked away from humanity. Not casually rooming with other inmates. The director/Dr. Gruen/whatever was all: "Ooh, why don't you be her friend? Talk to her." Bitch, please. That girl is a pyromaniac. I would fake a mental breakdown. Like, I would ever fake a friendship with a potential psycho.

Angela develops a crush on the kind warden, Bennett Mateo. It's nothing too worth anyone's time. Jessica's pyro-habit keeps everyone on their toes and Angela's roommate has a lesbian affair. It's all very scandalous.

This is an unrealistic portrayal of prison. Technically, juvie. Fergie Angela constantly says: Juvie girls don't cry, which was continuously irking.

Fortunately, Fergie did it better. #sorrynotsorry

And remember I said they worked in the cafeteria? Angela and her two best friends, Issie and Cara, cook for the whole prison. But it's only the three of them. How are only three girls expected to cook for a whole prison? By the way, the food isn't even that bad. You always hear horror stories of prison food being nasty, but Angela was like: "We had waffles, syrup, and even mini pats of butter. Oh, but they weren't that good." Well, excusez-moi, mon chéri.

The ending was impossibly impossible. Lest I spoil anything. Overall, I was unmoved.