After having moved so many times, Cameron is finally feeling fairly at home in her routine with Oliver, caring for him as she would an elderly grandfather. But when she suddenly receives a letter from her ex-best-friend, Sonia, it cuts into her world and forces her to remember their friendship, and it chisels at the wall she’s build around herself. Oliver furthers that by sending Cameron on a mission to find Sonia in his own underhanded way, and it takes Cameron on an odyssey through her past as a way to pave her future.
It took a bit of time for this novel to capture my full attention and I believe it was because it took me awhile to like the main character, Cameron. She is introduced as a bit aloof, unattached. But as I read on, I came to understand why that was so. She’s had to move many times, as a military child, and so she’s had to adjust so many times to new situations and social norms. And then there were the disappointments and the pain, one after the other. She has hardened herself, now, and she’s afraid to be vulnerable. However, as she succumbs to the pressure of having to search for Sonia, her heart is gradually pried open by the memories that come rushing back to her and she finds her humanity – and softness – again.
One of the most striking characters is Sonia’s mother. She is severely mentally ill and abusive of Sonia both psychologically and physically. What I think is so well portrayed in this novel is not only the abuse itself, but how the abuse instills a sense of helplessness in not only the direct victims, but in those around the victims, so that they, in turn, become casualties of the abuse themselves. There is a clear ripple effect that causes very tragic collateral damage. It almost seems to have affected those around Sonia even more, perhaps, than Sonia herself. I wonder if this might actually be more realistic than we know.
This is a tender story of friendship and trust, forgiveness and humanity that I ultimately enjoyed more than I thought I would. I think you will too…
Clea is a smart, but smart-mouthed girl who seems to not be able to stop herself from saying things that get her into trouble. And while Auntie (her adoptive mother) loves her dearly, she still craves attention and love from her Mama, who seems to show love only to the men who come to her each night from the prison up the road. As Clea grows older and the hurt grows deeper, Clea learns to internalize this hurt and drive it inward, until she finally learns how to cope and ultimately to forgive.
This is a poignant coming-of-age story, that blends flavors of the deep, poverty-stricken South into a young woman’s struggle with trauma and development of empathy and forgiveness. While Clea starts off as a bold, outspoken, actually crass and rude child, she learns quickly that her words can do terrible harm. And they do. But she clings to words in other ways, and words ultimately become what save her.
The character I find the most beautiful in this story, actually, is Auntie. Auntie is the one who has taken Clea in, an hour after Clea’s Mama has given birth to her, with no blood relation (in fact, she’s black and Clea is white) but only because she’s a human child with no one to care for her. And she raises the child as she would her own child and loves her unconditionally. She does not give Clea everything she wants, but rather she gives her everything she needs. She sets admirable limits with her and guides her with wisdom and tenderness. She is so very kind.
My only reservation about this book is that toward the end, there is a little more forgiveness than I think is realistic. There is one character, in particular, who is extraordinarily evil. Forgiveness for her may be beyond realistic – but maybe that is because I am not kind enough. I’d love to hear others’ opinions on this one!
I definitely recommend this book – but it is pretty serious, so prepare yourself!
So because I truly am a book nerd (and because I am incredibly jealous of my daughter who is a new editorial assistant working with young adult literature and gets to read all the time), I like to keep up on some of the current popular YA novels that are out there also. Here’s a new one that is very cute and timely…
Simon cannot believe the predicament he’s found himself in. He’s been emailing with an intriguing but anonymous guy on Tumblr, but he’s been caught by Martin, who’s taken a screenshot of one of their conversations. Will Martin seriously use this to blackmail Simon into fixing him up with Simon’s friend Abby? And what if it doesn’t work out? Simon is not sure he’s ready to come out to everyone just yet…
This is a great coming of age story – great because it is fraught with all the normal teen angst but it also has much in the way of understanding of what might be going on in the head of someone who might be considered “different.” He repeats more than once that the “default” in our minds should not necessarily be heterosexual, and/or the default should not in our minds should not be white. That we all make presumptions based on a default and that we as a society should be shaking that up. That there should be no “default” and no presumptions. People – myself included – make careless statements and random comments with these presumptions with disregard for how they may affect those around them. We cannot presume how the comments will be heard.
But the story is told with humor and warmth and using great, engaging characters whom we easily like and feel attached to. Even the worst of the characters has his reasons and while we still dislike him, there is some pity and sensitivity toward his position as well.
This is a well-written, entertaining and insightful book that many adults could benefit from reading.
Here we have another intriguing novel by John Green, who seems to really get young adults at their very core. He introduces Aza, a teenage girl with crippling OCD, still mourning the death of her father years prior, who learns that the father of her camp crush from years ago has gone missing. Why is her best friend, Daisy obsessed with this? Because there is a huge $$ reward and they are both trying to save for college. So as they set out together to dig in for clues, they find more than they bargain for in the deal.
There is a lot to unpack about this book. First of all, Green gives us a window into the mind of someone with true OCD and it is scary and debilitating. Poor Aza cannot even kiss her young, hapless boyfriend because she is overwhelmed by fears of what germs she might contract by the exposure. Her “invasive” thoughts bombard her brain and throw her into downward spirals of obsessions that last for hours, and she has no control over this. She questions whether she is even her own self or whether she is just a product of the organisms that are inside of her and of the forces that act upon her rather than her own agency. Aza is also called out by her best friend for her self absorption, for which she hates herself. Again, she feels she cannot control this because she cannot control her thoughts – she feels they control her. Through Aza, Green succeeds in giving the reader insight into how this lack of control actually feels.
It is interesting how Aza’s psychiatrist is depicted, which for most of the story, is fairly useless. Although Aza is not exactly forthcoming with answers to the psychiatrist’s questions, she does answer truthfully for the most part and yet the psychiatrist does not give much in the way of concrete advice. I would imagine that there are distraction techniques (she does use some breathing) that are incorporated into treatment that might have been used. The point is likely that treatment is often difficult and feels futile.
Even the parts involving Aza’s new boyfriend are sweet and endearing, even as painful as many of the scenes are. And the story line about the missing father keeps a mysterious thread running through the story to tie it together, giving it a purpose.
I actually think this is a beautiful, extremely readable, somewhat depressing but realistic novel that would appeal to adults every bit as much as teens. I also think it’s extremely important for all to read as much as possible to increase our awareness and understanding of all types of mental illness, including OCD.
After a devastating accident leaves Shelby with an onerous survivor’s guilt, she wilts into a depression and essentially withdraws from her life. People around her — particularly her mother — try very hard to pull her out, but it is only when she begins to discover her drive to save mistreated animals that she finds a purpose in her life and a reason for her to actually connect with other people as well.
This story actually starts off so simply and slowly that it seems almost too simplistic. But it builds insidiously and the characters develop a charm and sweetness that work their way into your heart even before you know it. Even while Shelby is being rude and harsh, you can only feel sadness for her because of her tragic brokenness.
The writing here is remarkable as well. It is written in the present tense, which I usually find annoying. (I can’t even say why that is so.) However, in this case, I actually think it works. But Shelby can only live in the moment, in the here and now and has trouble thinking about a future; therefore a present tense is a logical way to express her story. There is also an intentional stiffness to the writing in general – to the description as well as the dialogue. It is very effective in relaying how awkwardly Shelby relates to others. There is only a comfort or warmth that shines through with very few people, and that becomes obvious as time goes on.
This is a heart-wrenching story but very moving and well-written. Another winner by Alice Hoffman!
This is a beautiful, heart-wrenching story that is told with a clinical detachment that is utterly unfortunate.
Nicole, who begins her life as Wyatt, an identical twin to brother Jonas, feels from day one that she is a girl. Already identifying with female characters in movies they’d watch, she, before even turning 3 years old, told her father that she “hated her penis.” She consistently yearned to wear girls’ clothing and to play with girls’ toys and fortunately for her, her mother, Kelly, was sensitive to her yearnings and did what she could to support her. Wayne, her father, had a much harder time accepting this side of her and while he loved her, he took many years to mourn the loss of the second son he thought he had. Finally, though, he did come around and rallied to her support and both parents fought for her legal right to use the girls’ bathroom in her school (although it did not save her from being horribly bullied by a boy in her school throughout middle school, egged on by his nasty grandfather). Nicole and her family bravely fought to set legal precedents to protect future trans children from prejudicial and ridiculous harassment because of gender identity, at least in certain states. Hopefully, they will lead others to continue the fight for equality for these people who only want the freedom to be who they are inside.
The only benefit of the “clinical” aspect of the writing is that there are segments of the book devoted to the scientific evidence for brain differences in transgender individuals. I think that in addition to being extremely interesting from a clinical point of view, it also fuels the argument that these people are not going through “phases,” nor are they “seeking attention” as they are often erroneously accused of doing. It gives more objective data for those who cannot just support people for who they believe they are – rather it gives medical justification for those who require this.
On the other hand, it is a shame that the writing could not be as beautiful and as engaging as the story itself was. There was certainly the material there to work with. The characters were certainly heroic and beautiful, the setting was pure Americana, and the story was definitely dramatic, culminating with a huge and wonderful courtroom win. The only tragedy was that the telling of this young woman’s triumph was so terribly dry.
I hope that Nicole and her family know how much we all admire their bravery and hope that she and they do not have to fight any further for her to be accepted for who she is.
This is a sad but sweet, young adult novel that was recommended to me by my daughter. It is the tale of Marin, named after the county in California from which she came, who is stranded, alone, in a dorm room in NY, during Christmas break. As she anxiously awaits a visit from her friend, Mabel, the memories of her recent, tragic life events come back to her in waves, and she is forced to reconcile what she thought were the circumstances of her life with what was real.
This is a story in which sensuality is very striking. The cold, stark setting really creates a mood for the whole book. Descriptions of the freezing snow create a palpably silent backdrop for the awkwardness between the two old friends. The cold blowing onto their faces as they trek through the snow freezes any attempt at conversation between them. And when they finally break through, they start to feel the heat come back on – and warmth starts to emanate from one character to the other. They are in a shop in which Mabel picks up bells, and the reader can almost hear the tinkling of those bells as if we are in that store with them. Light is used also, contrasted with darkness, such as the stark darkness on a beach on a moonless night, when one’s eyes cannot adjust to the darkness and one has to give up trying to see. It’s a beautiful way to pull the reader in to each scene.
What initially appears as a simply melancholic book ultimately reveals itself to be a complicated and intimate tale that leaves one thinking about it for days after closing its covers.