- Author Louise Rennison
There are quite a few teenage/young adult books that are on the Big Read list, and normally I indulge in them like a guilty pleasure. This one seemed a little less interesting to me than some of the others. It had all the traditional stuff ‚Äì parental angst, self-consciousness, endless trouble with boys and friends and boyfriends. But somehow, for me, it seemed to miss the mark.
Perhaps it just didn’t speak to the inner teenager, perhaps it was a different kind of angst to that I was used to (still am sometimes). I’m not sure, because it’s a perfectly serviceable diary-style book, fun with serious edges, stocked full of easily imaginable characters. I wasn’t bothered about reading any more, until I got to the end and saw the cliffhanger. Darn it!