The Way You Say My Name
Saturday, April 3rd, 2010
Sara Bell, June 2009. This book contains the following:
- a gunpoint confession
- a nasty eulogy
- a sassy old lady with a shotgun
- a dead teenager who (a) writes a will and (b) in it, actually leaves someone a key to his safe-deposit box, which turns out to contain $42,000 in cash, which further turns out to be the reapings of the blackmail of those with whom he has gotten naked while underage
- a school principal who pimps out teenage boys on the side
- true love forever between white boys who call each other “sexy thang”
- anal sex as a sign of commitment
- “Answer me, damn it!”
- a kid at the prom confessing to murder and then jumping off a balcony to his death
- an unnecessary additional forty pages at the end to introduce a weird tacked-on subplot featuring Megan, the teenage fag hag, almost bleeding to death of a miscarriage and dumping her witless boyfriend from her hospital bed, and then becoming prom queen two weeks later
A mess, with stilted dialogue, unbelievable characters, and a plot that strains credulity about twenty times. Everyone is either good or evil. Â This is the first book I’ve reviewed on this blog about which I can’t even think of one compliment. Not recommended (in case that wasn’t clear).