Overall, I felt a little let down by Michelle Tea's Rose of No Man's Land. I probably ought to preface that statement by saying that I have unreasonably high expectations of young adult literature, at least when judged against the common standard these types of books are held to, but that notwithstanding I still felt let down - the kind of let down that can only come from an experience that was decent but had the potential to be so much more.
First off, the characterization. Michelle Tea crafts the emotionally vacant, commercially washed out characters in a way that is at once unique and interesting while remaining true to the heavily-appropriated, soulless commercialism that pervades their lives. You have to give her props for that.
Second, any book that's willing to look at things that are considered culturally taboo is worth a look. In particular, an exchange in which the title character, Rose, wards off a group of horny teenage guys by removing her bloody tampon and throwing it at them is spectacular - the passage describes one young man as looking betrayed by this action, an absolutely perfect way to some up how Rose's taboo scandalized a young man who probably looked at himself as badass and scandalous due to his mainstream-culture-driven perception of himself. That sort of thing is excellent.
And, third, I'll admit there's a little nostalgia thrown in here. Tea's fictional town of Mogsfield, and the Square One Mall and the various attractions on Route 1, are populated by fictitious places, but all fictitious places that are based on actual ones - for instance, the Chinese restaurant with the river running through it, Weyloon, is based on a restaurant called Kowloon. I knew these places growing up as well as I lived fairly close to that part of Route 1. That the novel's narrator, Trisha, describes these places with exactly the same reverent scorn I used to attribute to them - due to them being so obviously soul-sucking and shitty yet still homey, as they're what we knew - definitely tickled me.
But, unfortunately, there are some issues with Rose of No Man's Land that can't be ignored.
The biggest issue is the pacing. The first half of the novel or so takes place at a pretty moderate pace. Days go by between chapters, things are spaced out. Then, after the narrator meets Rose, everything goes kind of nuts - the second half of the book is the continuous narration of a single night. While that night is fully worth describing in this much detail, it feels extremely disjointed from the rest of the novel; the first half and second half don't seem to have a whole lot to do with each other. The slower, evener pacing of the first half made the second half feel like it was rushing to get a whole range of emotions into one night. I felt kind of cheated - it felt like there should have been more to the story than what was there. Maybe the problem isn't so much with the pacing as with the ending - the book should have kept going.
There are couple of other issues, too. While I overall enjoyed Trisha's narratorial voice, her penchant for scatological references eventually crossed the line from interestingly unique to annoyingly repetitive. And, finally, Trisha's voice gets a little melodramatic near the end - while her ironic transformation into someone as petty as the people she'd despised could have been golden, it never got to develop fully. You could perhaps lump that in with the pacing issue described above, but it felt important enough to mention separately.
Rose of No Man's Land was definitely, overall, a letdown, but it's still worth attention, if for nothing else than for the fact that it's the closest thing to transgressive young adult fiction I've ever encountered. The casual manner in which drugs and lesbian sex are embraced by Trisha as means of getting beyond the hopelessly banal existence around her are refreshing changes to the usual round of preachy, moralizing tripe you typically see in young adult fiction. While the book itself isn't great, what it represents - young adult fiction which is willing to break the mold of what is acceptable in way that is meaningful - could lead to some really great things.