Over Cast is a novel for young adults, the sort you might buy for your teenager in an attempt to wean them away from the PlayStation. The trouble is, you’re going to end up reading it yourself. I was hooked from the first page, on which the main protagonist, a 15-year-old girl called G.J., has an interview with the school principal:
“G.J., do you have any idea how Icy Hot ended up in Miss Ackers’ underpants?”
This I can answer with at least a half-truth. “No, sir. No, sir, I do not.”
For UK readers, Icy Hot is the US equivalent of Deep Heat – you put it on your aching muscles. But you do not put on too much. It’s the latest disaster for G.J, who is from Louisiana but has arrived in Washington State in the Pacific Northwest to live with her aunt, following the death of her mother in bizarre circumstances. G.J. isn’t completely at home or welcome in her new environment. As her discomfort grows, so do the strange incidents that surround her, including telekinesis, the Icy Hot and a budding friendship with a wolf.
If this all sounds absurd, it is – but this story has great vitality, and is told with real skill. We learn of these events through the first-person narrative of G.J. herself, and it is absolutely deadpan, slightly bewildered and sometimes very witty. The aforementioned Miss Ackers is spouting spiteful mendacious nonsense about G.J.’s family: “...She was at me yet again, making up nonsense about my family. And well... in trying to ignore her I did recite, “liar, liar, pants on...” under my breath, and then... well they were. Just with Icy Hot.” Later in the book, returning to school after a bad injury: “A hurt leg is one thing; a bandaged head is quite another. I feel like I’m a victim in a Civil War re-enactment. All I need is a flute.”
A strength of the book is the way the supernatural aspect is introduced gently, and is mingled with the usual teenage angst. G.J. may have paranormal powers but that doesn’t stop her lusting after the male students in a high-school wrestling match. There’s enough normality for the weirdness to seem perfectly natural.
This isn’t a perfect book. The author does overheat the plot a bit near the end of the book, making it a bit harder to suspend disbelief. She is more comfortable with female characters than males. There are also a few editing glitches (miss use for misuse, waive for wave) that suggest over-reliance on the spell-checker; with words like that, it can let you down. That sort of thing bothers some readers a lot more than it does me, but it’s as well to weed these things out as much as possible.
Even so, I liked this. It’s a teenage fantasy, but it’s well-plotted, with attractive characters, and written with genuine wit, warmth and charm. I’m sure it’d be great for young adults, but this rather old adult liked it a lot, too.
(The author kindly supplied an electronic copy of the book in exchange for an honest review.)