I downloaded this book on the basis of it's negative reviews, and got everything I was hoping for. By the end I was literally holding my sides and howling with laughter. This could be a new cult classic.
Take the typical teen angst/Twilight rip-off setting that has become so popular. Check. High School girl with best friend, new boy, and issues. Check. Werewolves? Not this time. Vampires? Check. Angsty brooding, family secrets, inner turmiol, big transformation, confrontation, resolution? Check. Hot vampy love? Not so much.
The thing that makes this particular teen angst/Twilight rip-off special is the absolute incredible awfulness of the writing. If one descriptor would do, why not use two? If you know a word, use it. If you know a bigger, more awkward word to use in it's place, go with that one! And hey kids, it's spin the thesaurus, dig the dictionary time! It is as though the author was trying to get points for using the most big words possible in each page.
The book is clogged with moment-by-moment descriptions of the protagonist's apparel, with brand name everything from clothes, of course, to stores and transportation and even food. It's wierd, given the love/happiness/sharing end of the book. But part of what makes it so funny. And we go from teeny-bob passsing notes in class, texting, talking IRL that sounds almost authentic to these characters, to gobs of stuff that they are supposed to say spontaneously that has clearly been labored over, again and again, the author sweating and digging deep to get it just so horribly wrong.
As I type the typing of this sentence, in a manner to describe the description found in this book, I wonder whether this will be the newest latest hottest funny rock star punk book, and god I hope so. I hope the writer had just as much fun with it as I did, and that this is one big ironic wink for those who get it to get it. But somehow, I doubt it.