clementine
Written on Dec 4, 2018
This is definitely less a book about navigating nascent fame and more a book about a precocious, lively nineteen-year-old's pursuit of sexual maturity. Which is fine, but you know I hate when a book's summary misleads me. Anyway, Moran's writing style is delightfully conversational and fresh, and our protagonist Johanna was delightfully absurd. I did love the defense of teenage girls at the centre of the novel, and Moran writes insightfully about the dynamics between men and women (particularly sexual dynamics). That said, it's hard not to think she finds ironic racism kind of funny. (I mean, we all know she does.) And the ending was just... very cliché. Too tidy.
It's a fun, quick read, but it's nothing revolutionary.