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An Abundance of Katherines - John Green

An Abundance of Katherines

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Published: 30th August 2012
For Ages: 14+ years old
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When it comes to relationships, Colin Singleton's type is girls named Katherine. And when it comes to girls named Katherine, Colin is always getting dumped. Nineteen times, to be exact. On a road trip miles from home, this anagram-happy, washed-up child prodigy has ten thousand dollars in his pocket, a bloodthirsty feral hog on his trail, and an overweight Judge Judy - loving best friend riding shotgun - but no Katherines. Colin is on a mission to prove The Theorem of Underlying Katherine Predictability, which he hopes will predict the future of any relationship, avenge Dumpees everywhere, and finally win him the girl.

Love, friendship, and a dead Austro-Hungarian archduke add up to surprising and heart-changing conclusions in this ingeniously layered comic novel about reinventing oneself.

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from Queensland, AU

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Pros

  • Deserves Multiple Readings
  • Informative
  • Well Written

Cons

  • Difficult To Follow
  • Not The Authors Best

Best Uses

  • Intellectually Advanced
  • Older Readers

Comments about An Abundance of Katherines:

This book is interesting, well read and grabs your attention with both the concept and its witty telling. Though I admit, it was not one of John Green's best, I would still recommend it to others, more specifically those who are able to follow and interested in mathematically complications.

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Pros

  • Easy To Understand

Cons

  • Disappointing
  • Not The Authors Best
  • Slow

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  • NONE

Comments about An Abundance of Katherines:

Not John Green's best. It was slow and didn't have the engaging characterisation of his other works like TFIOS and Looking for Alaska.
Too complicated and weird.

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Fully fun, challengingly complex and entirely entertaining Kirkus Reviews

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The morning after noted child prodigy Colin Singleton graduated from high school and got dumped for the nineteenth time by a girl named Katherine, he took a bath. Colin had always preferred baths; one of his general policies in life was never to do anything standing up that could just as easily be done lying down. He climbed into the tub as soon as the water got hot, and he sat and watched with a curiously blank look on his face as the water overtook him. The water inched up his legs, which were crossed and folded into the tub. He did recognize, albeit faintly, that he was too long, and too big, for this bathtub—he looked like a mostly grown person playing at being a kid.

As the water began to splash over his skinny but unmuscled stomach, he thought of Archimedes. When Colin was about four, he read a book about Archimedes, the Greek philosopher who'd discovered that volume could be mea sured by water displacement when he sat down in the bathtub. Upon making this discovery, Archimedes supposedly shouted 'Eureka!'1 and then ran naked through the streets. The book said that many important discoveries contained a 'Eureka moment.' And even then, Colin very much wanted to have some important discoveries, so he asked his mom about it when she got home that evening.

'Mommy, am I ever going to have a Eureka moment?'

'Oh, sweetie,' she said, taking his hand. 'What's wrong?'

1 Greek: 'I have found it.' 'I wanna have a Eureka moment,' he said, the way another kid might have expressed longing for a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

She pressed the back of her hand to his cheek and smiled, her face so close to his that he could smell coffee and makeup. 'Of course, Colin baby. Of course you will.'

But mothers lie. It's in the job description.

Colin took a deep breath and slid down, immersing his head. I am crying, he thought, opening his eyes to stare through the soapy, stinging water. I feel like crying, so I must be crying, but it's impossible to tell because I'm underwater. But he wasn't crying. Curiously, he felt too depressed to cry. Too hurt. It felt as if she'd taken the part of him that cried.

He opened the drain in the tub, stood up, toweled off, and got dressed. When he exited the bathroom, his parents were sitting together on his bed. It was never a good sign when both his parents were in his room at the same time. Over the years it had meant:

Your grandmother/ grandfather/ Aunt-Suzie-whom-you-never-met-buttrust-me-she-was-nice-and-it's-a-shame is dead.

You're letting a girl named Katherine distract you from your studies. Babies are made through an act that you will eventually ?nd intriguing but for right now will just sort of horrify you, and also sometimes people do stuff that involves baby-making parts that does not actually involve making babies, like for instance kiss each other in places that are not on the face. It never meant:

A girl named Katherine called while you were in the bathtub. She's sorry. She still loves you and has made a terrible mistake and is waiting for you downstairs.

*** But even so, Colin couldn't help but hope that his parents were in the room to provide news of the Number 4 variety. He was a generally pessimistic person, but he seemed to make an exception for Katherines: he always felt they would come back to him. The feeling of loving her and being loved by her welled up in him, and he could taste the adrenaline in the back of his throat, and maybe it wasn't over, and maybe he could feel her hand in his again and hear her loud, brash voice contort itself into a whisper to say I-love-you in the very quick and quiet way that she had always said it. She said I love you as if it were a secret, and an immense one.

His dad stood up and stepped toward him. 'Katherine called my cell,' he said. 'She's worried about you.' Colin felt his dad's hand on his shoulder, and then they both moved forward, and then they were hugging.

'We're very concerned,' his mom said. She was a small woman with curly brown hair that had one single shock of white toward the front. 'And stunned,' she added. 'What happened?'

'I don't know,' Colin said softly into his dad's shoulder. 'She's just— she'd had enough of me. She got tired. That's what she said.' And then his mom got up and there was a lot of hugging, arms every where, and his mom was crying. Colin extricated himself from the hugs and sat down on his bed. He felt a tremendous need to get them out of his room immediately, like if they didn't leave he would blow up. Literally. Guts on the walls; his prodigious brain emptied out onto his bedspread.

'Well, at some point we need to sit down and assess your options,' his dad said. His dad was big on assessing. 'Not to look for silver linings, but it seems like you'll now have some free time this summer. A summer class at Northwestern, maybe?'

'I really need to be alone, just for today,' Colin answered, trying to convey a sense of calm so that they would leave and he wouldn't blow up. 'So can we assess tomorrow?'

'Of course, sweetie,' his mom said. 'We'll be here all day. You just come down whenever you want and we love you and you're so so special, Colin, and you can't possibly let this girl make you think otherwise because you are the most magni?cent, brilliant boy—' And right then, the most special, magni?cent, brilliant boy bolted into his bathroom and puked his guts out. An explosion, sort of.

'Oh, Colin!' shouted his mom.

'I just need to be alone,' Colin insisted from the bathroom. 'Please.'

When he came out, they were gone.

For the next fourteen hours without pausing to eat or drink or throw up again, Colin read and reread his yearbook, which he had received just four days before. Aside from the usual yearbook crap, it contained seventy-two signatures. Twelve were just signatures, ?fty-six cited his intelligence, twenty-?ve said they wished they'd known him better, eleven said it was fun to have him in En glish class, seven included the words 'pupillary sphincter,'2 and a stunning seventeen ended, 'Stay Cool!' Colin Singleton could no more stay cool than a blue whale could stay skinny or Bangladesh could stay rich. Presumably, those seventeen people were kidding. He mulled this over—and considered how twenty-?ve of his classmates, some of whom he'd been attending school with for twelve years, could possibly have wanted to 'know him better.' As if they hadn't had a chance.

But mostly for those fourteen hours, he read and reread Katherine XIX's inscription:

Col,

Here's to all the places we went. And all the places we'll go. And here's me, whispering again and again and again and again: iloveyou.

yrs forever, K-a-t-h-e-r-i-n-e

2 More on that later. Eventually, he found the bed too comfortable for his state of mind, so he lay down on his back, his legs sprawled across the carpet. He anagrammed 'yrs forever' until he found one he liked: sorry fever. And then he lay there in his fever of sorry and repeated the now memorized note in his head and wanted to cry, but instead he only felt this aching behind his solar plexus. Crying adds something: crying is you, plus tears. But the feeling Colin had was some horrible opposite of crying. It was you, minus something. He kept thinking about one word—forever—and felt the burning ache just beneath his rib cage.

It hurt like the worst ass-kicking he'd ever gotten. And he'd gotten plenty.
John Green

John Green is an American writer of young adult fiction and a YouTube vlogger and educator.

The New York Times bestselling author of Looking for Alaska, An Abundance of Katherines, Paper Towns, and The Fault in Our Stars, he is also the coauthor, with David Levithan, of Will Grayson, Will Grayson. He was 2006 recipient of the Michael L. Printz Award, a 2009 Edgar Award winner, and has twice been a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize. Green’s books have been published in more than a dozen languages.

Visit John Green 's Booktopia Author Page


ISBN: 9780141346090
ISBN-10: 0141346094
Audience: Children
For Ages: 14+ years old
Format: Paperback
Language: English
Number Of Pages: 272
Published: 30th August 2012
Country of Publication: GB
Dimensions (cm): 19.8 x 12.9  x 2.0
Weight (kg): 0.25
Edition Number: 1