"Please Don't Kill The Freshman" is the journal of talented writer Zoe Trope during her freshman and sophomore years in high school. It was originally published as a small "chap book", but due to it's popularity and success was picked up by a large publishing company and she was asked to expand it past the original 30-something pages. It deals with some controversial issues, a chief one being the importance of discovering our sexuality during our teenage years, as well as our sexual preference.
This book is above all a journal. It rambles and rolls as the waves of thought often do inside all of us. The difference between our daily diary entries and Trope's journals is the fact the she is interesting, an extremely talented writer, and has something to say (whether she has figured out what exactly that is yet). I have never read a book like this before - the short, cleverly crafted sentences, the character cast lists, the often ambiguous descriptions. I enjoyed the ambiguity - it left the experiences vacant enough to fill them with our own memories. Trope seems almost to ask us to do this, as she tells us on the back of the book, "This book is about you." It is honest and relateable. I myself just left high school, and it rings true. There is the taste of authenticity of thought that I don't think you can find in any teen fiction.
Trope is an excellent writer, and her poetic prose chapters and entries are laden with musings on love, life, and other such typical subjects. They were, for the most part, wonderful and I think worth reading the book for. I'm not sure if I liked her thoughts because they resonated with me as much as because they were so generic, things that I believe every person has thought of at some time in their lives. In her battle to be unique, Trope has ultimately won the prize of relatability, which I might say is a greater victory.
However, I find myself wondering if perhaps the book would've been best left as the original issue - the shorter one. While it is a joy to read her words, they recycle themselves quickly and I began to feel as if I were re-reading certain sections. Trope said that there is little "literary arc" because the book is a memoir and a chronicle of her life, and while I respect that, it doesn't mean I am going to overlook the fact that the book reads like one lazy afternoon - enjoyable at first with the prospect of all that can be accomplished, but as the afternoon draws on boredom sits in, and though it is still a nice day, it has lost it's sense of promise.
Overall, I enjoyed reading this work. It was a new writing style, and I am glad I was exposed to it. It was a very fast read, taking up only a few hours of my time, and yet left me with the feeling of having actually read something. I would recommend it to teenage girls like myself.