I'm not really sure how to rate this book. On the one hand, it discusses something incredibly important, and it's a novel that is necessary, and sadly, continually relevant, no matter how many years go by. On the other hand, it just didn't move me that much.
Perhaps it's because I'm spoiled when it comes to "issue books" (I call them issue books, because the central plot revolves around a legitimate hardcore issue, like rape, eating disorders, abuse, etc...). I have had the pleasure of reading books like Speak, Some Boys, anything of Ellen Hopkins in general, List of Cages, Hate List, I could go on forever (in fact, if you're interested, check out my teen-angst-and-tough-issues shelf). The problem is that because I've read so many of these books, I've seen when heavy issues are tackled well, where they're explored from all angles, the characters are raw and real, and the writing is done well enough that you honestly feel for the characters, that you hurt when they hurt, that you understand their struggle, that you relate to them, and the book lingers with you well after you close the cover, because it made you think and feel and consider your own life and your own values, morals, everything. When issue books are done well, they not only provide a compelling read, but touch you in ways that are hard to explain, and most importantly, make you think. These books are important because they make people think about their own lives, they foster discussion and help us talk about these things in the real world. But when they aren't done well, they just kind of fall flat.
And I think that's the real issue here. It's not that Exposed wasn't a well-written book, it's not that it was bad per se. It's just that I have come to expect so much more. I have come to expect deep, complex characters beyond just the main character. I've come to expect side characters and secondary characters, even villains to be fully realized and nuanced enough that they feel real. I've come to expect real emotion, the kind that's palpable, where you can truly connect with the character that's struggling, you can feel their frustration, confusion, hurt and anger, because it's written so well that their feelings are tangible and real. I've just come to expect so much, that books like this fall a little flat.
Exposed was a good book, but I feel like it only scratched the surface. I wanted Liz to actually have it out with her parents, I wanted that scene where she told her parents what she thought and where they either heard her or disagreed with her or whatever, but that never came to pass, not really, except for the 2 seconds with her dad at the beach. but even then, she just says this thing to him and that's the end of the scene, there's no reaction, we don't get to see what they say after that. And that's pretty much how I felt about everyone in the book. I wanted Liz to interact with everyone more, her other friends, get their take on the situation, I wanted to see more of Liz's interactions with her brother. I wanted to know more about what went on in his head, what he was thinking, what his denial of events meant to him (is he just lying and saying he didn't do it, knowing full well that he's guilty? And if he is lying, does he care that he raped her, does he feel remorseful? Or is he confused because he doesn't truly understand consent, because that's a powerful storyline too. MANY guys don't fully understand what consent really is, and don't understand why it's such a big deal to have sex with a girl if she says no, cuz after all, she was kissing you and she did take her clothes off, so everything is ok, right? I really wanted to see some of his point of view and I felt like that could have made this book much more powerful.)
I really wanted to see more of Kate too. I wanted to know what she was thinking, what she was feeling, how she was coping with this trauma, and especially how she was handling everything throughout the trial, and how she found the strength to go through with that. I would have loved to see more of EVERYONE really, like Kate's parents, because i haven't really gotten to see how a parent would react in this situation, or Kate's other friends. Where they trying to be supportive and rally around Kate, and unfortunately that meant Liz kind of fell by the wayside, or did they view Liz as the enemy after the rape, because she was related to her brother? I just plain wanted more.
Part of the issue might have been the format of this novel. That's not to say that it wasn't well done, because it was, but sadly, writing in verse limits the amount of words you can use to explore things, so if you don't focus on just the right aspects and perfectly craft the right scenes, sometimes, things can get left out, and it can make the book feel less fleshed out than it needs.
I've read books written in verse that work incredibly well. My go-to is Ellen Hopkins, because she somehow manages to balance the poetry aspect with the emotion incredibly well, and her books still feel like the delve below the surface. However, sadly, most books in verse that I read don't end up working that well. Whether it's simply a constraint of the format that limits the amount of emotional exploration that can be done, or whether it's the verse itself is really on the writer. But sadly I felt both of these aspects hindered this book from reaching it's full potential. Again, that's not to say that it was bad, just that it could have been better.
The other issue I have with novels in verse is that I often find that "in verse" means that they aren't necessarily made up of what I consider to be poems, that rather they're made up of sparse prose with a shitload of line breaks thrown in.
So novels in prose
in all actuality,
rather than reading like beautiful poetry
read somewhat like this.
They read like regular writing
would read if
you ignored all the line breaks
and just read it quickly
from top to bottom.
Perhaps it's just me, but that style of poetry just isn't all that compelling for me. I like it when novels in verse throw around the occasional rhyme, or actually play with meter and repetition or get funky with the syntax, anything that makes it feel more like free verse poetry and less like someone got really happy with the Enter key. (I do think that's more of a "it's not you, it's me" thing, and perhaps I can't hold all novels written in verse to the same standard that I hold regular poetry to...)
Either way, the point is, I think this book had a great idea going for it, and had I read it some years ago, it might have even had an impact, but today, I just think there are so many great issue books out there, that I'm a bit harder on issue books than I used to be. And this is by no means a bad book, in fact, I think it's relevant, and quite important. I guess I just wish it reached further and lived up to the potential it had. Because of the nature of this book, it could have been something that tore people's hearts apart and flipped theirs worlds inside out. As it stands now, it was decent, but it made me want to find a book that takes the "girl finds out her sibling raped her friend" issue and delves much deeper into it. So I guess as a starting point for people who don't read issue books like I do, great, or as a book for a younger reader, since it's really tame on the graphic detail parts, it would also be good, but for someone like me, it wasn't enough. Still good, but I want more.