I managed to finish it within a couple of hours. Just something I noticed Jess has a geeky brother named Michael who her best friend has a crush on where have I seen this before.but it's different I swear.Īnyway, a very quick reread. I still like it but God does Jess grate on me at times.Īlso, Cabot tropes are full of display here. This series probably has aged the worst out of all the Cabot YA series.
TW: mention of suicide, fatphobia, insensitive language about mental illness Essentially, she makes all these absurd shenanigans-which for the most part have to do with sticking up for someone else-look second nature. What follows is a series of events in which she moves to a government military base to undergo research breaks out to rescue a 12yo boy she mistakenly returned to his abusive father jumps into a fake volcano at the mall for melodrama's sake (waste their time, girl!) breaks out of the facility AGAIN (this time on the back of a motorcycle) and also defends her third chair in the orchestra's flute section against Karen Sue Hanky. After being struck by lightning one afternoon, Jess develops the ability to locate missing people, mostly children on the backs of milk cartons. Her brother Douglas has schizophrenia and her best friend Ruth Abramowitz is fat and Jewish (unfortunately, neither identity is depicted particularly well idk if this is a symptom of 2007 or Cabot's writing).
Rob Wilkins (Rob being the smokin' senior who lives on the wrong side of the tracks, hangs out in biker bars, and sits with Jess in the detention she always gets for defending her loved ones). Jess is a flute-playing, punch-throwing sophomore in Indiana whose dream is to someday own a "cherried-out" motorcycle and be able to call herself Mrs. "You don't know anyone whose name isn't followed by an A in a little circle and the words AOL dot com."
Just like our MC Jess Mastriani, come to think of it. It's YA in the mid-2000s, all terribly fragmented, snarky prose-no frills, all sass. In this first book of the 1-800-WHERE-R-U series, Jenny Carroll aka Meg Cabot is in her PRIME, y'all. I guess it's time to start trusting my younger self a bit more! Or that my tastes have changed so much, I just won't feel the same anymore-but that really wasn't the case here (or with Elise Broach's twisty, heartwarming children's mystery, Shakespeare's Secret, which remains one of my favourite books of all time). My biggest worry when I reread books yung Jenny adored is that I've somehow blown them out of proportion in my head. So I just reread this book for the first time in YEARS (the last time was probably when i was in fifth grade, and I've just graduated college).
0 kommentar(er)
