I know the updates have been a little sketchy for the past couple of months- Claire and I have just been posting random things, trying to get the gist of the site and how it works- but now we're taking the plunge: we're actually going to try to update this thing on a regular basis. Well, actually, I am. I have no idea if Clarissa's agreed to this or not, because she's in France right now, and I quote, "They don't believe in internet cafe's in Paris."
So, to celebrate the happy occasion, I decided to do my first* official book response on a book about (what else?) blogging.
There are few things I love more in life than ransacking my friend's bookshelves. I was doing exactly that when I came across Something to Blog About by Shana Norris. This particular copy was in near-perfect condition, with exactly two sticky notes poking out from the pages. (This particular friend of mine loves to sticky note her books.)
"I'm taking this," I announced, putting it on the pile of other books I was stealing from her. I don't think she looked up from the SuperJunior video she was watching.
And then, about two weeks later, I found the book under my bed. Cut to last night: I began to read.
And here's where the relevant review part begins. (Warning: I give spoilers.)
The book in itself was cute and funny. It follows two months in the life of Libby Fawcett, a tenth grade girl who just wants her crush, nice-guy Seth, to notice her, and mean-girl Angel (Ha, irony) to leave her alone. Libby writes in a password-protected diary/blog to vent her feelings about her life, and people around her. However, at the very beginning of the book, (written in a blog format) it's revealed that Libby's online diary was made public by the evil Angel in an attempt to ruin Libby's social life. Just great.
All in all, I enjoyed the book- it's a simple and quick read (I finished it in literally, two hours) and doesn't require any deep thinking. Shana Norris kept it short and sweet. It's the kind of book I'd take to camp, the beach, or on a plane ride to pass the time.
That being said, it's definitely not a book for the guys.
I'm not going to delve into the "chick-lit"/"don't-judge-a-book-by-it's-cover" debate so early in the blog, but this, essentially, is a book for the girls. Unless the guys want to read about first crushes and getting your hair caught in a Bunsen burner, I wouldn't recommend it to them.
But one thing I got out of reading the book: I am now deeply curious about my friend's sticky-note habits. The two places in the novel she had them didn't even make sense; one was on a page that talked about Libby tripping over a guy with a trumpet, and the other was describing chicken and vegetables. Am I the only one who doesn't get it?
I didn't think so.
~Lily
*Unless you count my semi-review of Hush,Hush
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