So, this is a graphic memoir with bullying and LGBT themes based around ... figure skating.  I would never usually pick up a sports-related memoir (or story, or film, or TV program ... you get the picture).  This book kept getting recommended to me though so I decided to give it a whirl.  

I did quite enjoy the story, but I thought it was really quite sad.  Tillie's parents are like 0% engaged with her life and it turns out this was why she carried on ice skating even thought she didn't actually enjoy it.

I've never really understood anyone who is so mad keen on their chosen sport that they do the whole getting up at 4am to practice for hours before school thing, let alone anyone who does that when they don't actually enjoy the sport they're doing.  I did buy into Tillie's reasons for carrying on skating, but it looked like a super lonely existence.

Just as an aside, I can't believe the author was only 21 (!!!) when she wrote this book, both in terms of wow, I don't know how she managed to craft a story and artwork of such high calibre at such a relatively young age and blimey, how do you manage to have such an insightful and objective view of your childhood when in was literally just a couple of years ago.

4 stars