Out of Order

I'm on a serious A.M. Jenkins kick right now. She's written four books and I've read three of them.

Here, Jenkins proves that she can pull of a mean realistic fiction piece as well. By far it is the more accurate high school story I've ever read. With no work at all, she creates believable characters although--as is the usual flaw--only the main character gets any real focus. (You want to punch the narrator in the face halfway through, though this is to the book's merit rather than its detriment.) The prose is fantastic, not flowery and totally believable, which is fine since the narrator's a few steps away from functional illiteracy. You can practically feel the thoughts going through his head with every move he makes.

Very good, highly recommended. If you like the narrator until the last fourty or so pages, you're probably an asshole.