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александр шушуков pridoha — Flowers in the Attic (and the whole Dollanganger Series) has a bad rap when really, it's exceptional writing. V.C. Andrews ~ the REAL V.C. Andrews was a clever author who wrote gripping stories but here's the rub; she stumbled on a formula that skyrocketed her to the best seller list and then she died. Her family (or whomever was in charge of her estate) didn't want to let go of a good thing and so sometime after the Dollanganger Series, My Sweet Audrina and *I think* somewhere in the middle of the Heaven Series her name was given out to one or more writers as a nom de plume and told to run with the formula and churn out the books for the bucks. It's a shame, really because if they'd left well enough alone, today Andrews would have been hailed for the brief but shining star she was. Also lending to the bad rap was the dreadful and horrendous movie (starring Kristy Swanson?) made of Flowers in the Attic sometime in the mid-80's. Talk about dragging a name through the mud. I went back 2 years ago and reread the entire series ~ this time with an adult's mindset. I was struck by the degree of substance, the intensity and the richly written characters. I challenge you to pick up Flowers in the Attic and NOT be sucked into the gripping story. It is a difficult book to put down at night. It was fresh and original writing for it's time before it became formulaic. It's heart wrenching. Back when I read it the first time I had to wait for Petals on the Wind (the best of the 5 books if you ask me) and the succeeding 3 in the series ending in Garden of Shadows (a stellar example of reading the prequel last and having that omg/holy crap moment) to BE WRITTEN and hit the shelves. Much like the waiting for the Harry Potter books to be released ~ it was sweet agony. And I will readily admit that when Catherine's story closes in book 4 (Seeds of Yesterday) it delivered a really good cry. The author DESERVES accolades for HER writing and it's a shame her name has spiraled into a formulaic if best-selling nightmare.