I finished this book yesterday, after having it reccomended to me by three people.
All I have to say about this lovely book everyone’s falling all over is…
Lamb, you are a tool.
According to you, I should be ridiculed constantly, have my college roomates move out because I’m just too fat, I shouldn’t fit into a normal desk, and I shouldn’t be able to wear normal clothes/walk more than a few blocks without getting winded.
I realize that I may be a little sensative to this. However, I think any intelligent person reading the book would think it ridiculous that he would portray an overweight girl being seen as a freak of nature!
I weigh as much as she does in the book. I’m taller, 5’9, but you can tell I’m fat. Yep, Fat. I can say the word without breaking down and crying, without killing fish(yes, I do realize this is partly because of her past). I can BE fat and function, I can BE fat and have friends. I can be fat all I want, all over town, and I have never had somone yell out of a car at me.
I guess I may be the only person who reacted to the book this way, but I really did have to get it out. I did think some parts of the book were interesting, and Lamb does write convincingly as a woman in some spots.
Oh well! Rant over, I’m spent.