Our parents provide the list of ingredients and remind us to make healthy choices: one sport, two clubs, one artistic goal, community service, no grades below a B, because really, nobody’s average, not around here. It’s a dance with complicated footwork and a changing tempo.
I’m the girl who trips on the dance floor and can’t find her way to the exit. All eyes on me.
Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson
I love the way she manages to capture the jaded teenage voice and present it in a way that isn’t alienating but rather is insightful. Even reading and knowing that there is twisted self-image and perception at play in the narrator’s mind, it’s also clear that there are veins of truthful observation as well.