I was hoping to make it at least half the month before running out of fodder, but here we are. Luckily I keep my feathers numbered for just such an emergency.
Today, briefly, I'd like to talk about
Love, Stargirl. It's a sequel to the enormously popular
Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli-- so if you haven't read that one yet, go do so now. I'll wait.
Love, Stargirl takes a different vantage point than the first book does-- where
Stargirl is written from Leo's point of view, the sequel is written from Stargirl's own POV. On the surface, this seems like a compelling idea, because Stargirl is such a unique and inspirational character. However, when you delve right into the book, seeing through Stargirl's eyes comes up a little short. Why? To me, it makes her seem too human.
I know, that's an odd statement to make, but you have to consider the first book. (You read it, right? Up there when I told you to?) Stargirl has a pure heart, she's true to herself, nearly impossible to embarrass... she absolutely dances to the beat of her own drum. Some of that unique feeling comes through the protagonist Leo's eyes-- Leo is the shy everyboy who slowly falls head over heels for the plucky Stargirl. Because Stargirl shakes Leo's world, we hear his astounded descriptions of her wacky clothing, her impromptu ukulele recitals, her pet rat, etc.
But then to turn it around and speak in Stargirl's own words, everything loses a little bit of its magic. (Just a little bit.) She justifies things for the reader... puts them into context that we never had before. It isn't crazy for crazy's sake.
The book is still worth a read, and you can count on it inspiring young girls all over the world... the kind of girl who were left wanting so much more when
Stargirl ended.