Jul 30, 09
Read in July, 2009
For what it was (just another book about some girl who couldn't keep her shit together), the book is alright. The format is different and interesting enough to mostly keep a reader's attention until the end, though anyone could anticipate what's on the next page. The book is basically be summed up on the back cover, leaving nothing of any further interest inside.
Mostly, it was confusing. She names multitudes of people she's come in contact with over the span of fifteen years, but all the names start to melt together after a few diary entries. From the viewpoint of someone who actually went through the events she describes, I'm sure the names would be simple enough to keep track of. But the author forgets that nearly every single one of her readers has no clue who any of these people are, and she neglects to adequately describe them so they stick in their minds. In the same vein, her descriptions of drugs are flowery and poetic, but mean nothing to people who have never given it a try.
Still, if you're going for a book about the sketchy drug habits of someone far to young to even contemplate such things, you've found your Holy Grail.