What: Weird Girl and What’s His Name by Meagan Brothers
Who: Three Rooms Press
When: October 13th 2015
How: A copy of this novel was provided by Three Rooms Press for review via Edelweiss.
In the tiny podunk town of Hawthorne, North Carolina, high school geeks Lula and Rory share everything—a love for sci-fi, resentment toward the parents that abandoned them, and Friday night binge-watching of old X-Files episodes. But when Lula discovers that Rory has been secretly sleeping with his creepy middle-aged boss—she disappears on a journey to find her long-lost actress mother in New York. When she returns, nothing is the same, and she is forced to make amends or risk repeating the mistakes of the generation that caused the two friends so much pain. Meagan Brother’s piercing prose speaks to those who have ever felt unwanted and alone, and who struggle to find their place in a world that seems to reject them.
Why I Did Not Finish This Book
– The characters were so goddamned precious and unique and misunderstood. Good god no. Please stop with how utterly, unflappably, unequivocally special you are. We get it. You’re loners, you have quirks, you are the only two people in the world that get each other. We fucking get it.
– The characters were also indistinguishable. The first ~50% of this book is told from Rory’s point of view. And then it swapped to Lula. And there was absolutely no difference between the two. They were both so witty and philosophical and I could not continue with it any longer.
– There was no plot. The blurb of the book described Lula going off for four months and returning. I thought that’s what the book would be about. But Lula only returns when her chapters start, which I mentioned before was at ~50%. The other 50%? Just Rory going on and on about how utterly amazing Lula is, and how they’re the special two, and when they did this and that blah blah freaking blah. We understand. You’re besties. You’re super special. You’re “geeks”. OKAY.
– I had no investment in the special, special characters, or their dull existences. I did not care that Rory’s boyfriend dumped him, or that Lula wanted to know her mother. I just did not care at all. Probably another reason why they felt so utterly smited by the world.
– The X-Files spoilers. Oh, god. Okay, just because they are fans did not mean they needed to quite every single freaking damn episode and ruin it for people who have yet to watch it. And I don’t care about “spoiler expiration date” or whatever. Besides the fact that I now know HUGE plot points of a show I intended to watch in the near future – it did not convince me of the characters’ love for the show. You can love something without bringing your life in and making parallels every freaking paragraph. You can write about characters loving a show without bringing in every important plot point.
I went in expecting an awesome story about best friends, and was left completely dissatisfied.
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