In my quest to read at least one YA novel a week, I just read a very bad book. The action revolved around the main character’s amnesia; losing every memory of her past, even her own name because of a single brain damage-free, traumatic experience, a complete gimmick, since generally that’s not the way it works. The author used the word ‘shiver’ (in a passion sort of way) at least 742 times, and the females made the ones in Mean Girls look like Mother Teresa’s kinder younger sisters. I solved the mystery in chapter 2. And yet, I enjoyed it. Go figure.