Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children on CuppaLit, an amazing blog run by an amazing lady, whom I have bonded with over YA literature and via Twitter of all places. The book sounded so intriguing that I immediately put it on hold at the library and I had to patiently wait a few months for my turn.
There is obviously a reason why there's a line-up at the library: this book is unlike anything that I have ever read before. The only book that I could possibly compare it to would be Neil Gaiman's Coraline. And I can't even say that the books are all that similar. The only reason that I can compare them is that both books gave me the same sensation: my skin prickling and, as the sun dipped below the horizon, I had to turn on all the lights in the house. There is something wonderful about a book that literally makes your skin crawl and is so deliciously odd.
I almost don't want to say anything more about this book, lest I spoil it for anyone who happens to stumble across this review. But let me say just this: the book starts off a little slow, in my opinion, but really picks up after page 100 or so. I read the whole last 2/3 in one sitting. My general rule is that a book has to impress me by page 50 or I move on, but I gave this book a little longer simply because of its unique blend of text and black and white photographs. And I wasn't disappointed.