Author: Rainbow Rowell
My best friend wrote fanfic for the Harry Potter series when we were in high school. She is a serious Potthead; I am a serious Potthead. (PS. We are planning a best friend’s trip to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter for October of this year and are super extra excited about it!) I’m a nerd (obviously) and a bit of a loner (a shock, I know). A book about a shy girl who writes fanfic for a series about a teen-aged wizard seems like a natural pick for me.
It took me a few tries to get started, but once I did, the pages flew by. It wasn’t so much that I LOVED the book. It was more that I wanted to find out what happened between Cath and her sister. Between Cath and her dad. I wanted to know if she got over her crippling shyness (not that I don’t relate to that. I had similar fears of the dining hall when I was a freshman in college.). I wanted to know if she ever finished the story for her creative writing class. I wanted to know if she got the guy.
The story is about Cath. She and her twin sister, Wren, go off to college, and the story follows her freshman year. There were some interesting plot-points, but nothing that I didn’t see coming a mile away. It felt done. Like I’ve read it before. It felt like every other book about a girl going off to college. From the way everyone talked about this book and recommended it, I was expecting to be blown away. To be transported to Cath’s world and left gasping for more. But it wasn’t. It didn’t. And I can’t help feeling like I am missing the point.
The parts where she read her fanfic out loud to the guy (I can’t even remember his name such is the lack of impression this book made on me), did not interest me. At all. I never do this, but I skipped (gasp!) those pages so I could get back Cath’s story and finish the book.
The dynamic between Cath and her dad was interesting, but as done in YA or NA as I like my steak (no pink!). Hello, every other series where one parent has left or is dead. I saw shades of Twilight in the relationship between Cath and her dad which had me wondering throughout the book if it would end more remarkably.
Quick sidebar: The twins’ mom named the girls Cather and Wren. Cather Wren. Catherine. Who in the world names their twin girls Cather and Wren?! That is plain awful. Cather. Like catheter. That is the image I had in my head the whole time I was reading Fangirl.
The ending of this book left me feeling confused and unsatisfied. Not unsatisfied in that “gotta have more!” way, but in the “what the heck?!” sort of way. It didn’t feel over to me. There were storylines that weren’t wrapped up. Things that didn’t come full circle. Am I missing something? Is there another book?
It was a cute story, but not something that I would read again. I wouldn’t necessarily recommend this book to any of my friends as we are all in our late 20s and early 30s, but to teenagers or college ages, sure.
If you liked Fangirl, try: