Sometimes you have to say things you don’t want to. You can finally push the words out, but that doesn’t mean you don’t desperately want to pull them back in.
As a story trying to present different themes and storylines usual YA stories don’t show, Wren Martin Ruins It All succeeds at becoming a new and refreshing voice for YA LGBTQ+ fiction. However, as YA story trying to show some romance, I believe the romance it attempted to deliver was lacking, and its execution failed.
To say I’ve been excited about this would be an understatement. I initially became interested in this only because of the asexual representation, so of course, I had to give this a chance as soon as I could. Despite my disappointment, the story as a whole is a winner in my eyes, considering my biggest issue is on the romance only. From the asexual representation to the friendships, to the main character of Wren himself, as well as handling the sub-themes the story has, in no way do I regret patiently waiting for this to become available at my library.
Being in Wren’s head was entertaining and my favorite part of this. Witty, sarcastic, and highly amusing, I don’t think this author missed a single beat with his persona. His attitude is highly comical, and the author’s writing is stellar in keeping the reader entertained with his behavior. His 17-year-old teenage self is realistic and relatable, even at my twenty-three years old. Not overly angsty, but still a little concerning with unfortunate circumstances and events caused by teenagers in high school. Yet, I’m happy to note that Wren has character development, which had been missing in the previous YA stories I’ve read recently. Despite how little he wanted to do it, I loved seeing him acknowledge and accept his wrongdoings. It’s easy to root for him because he’s willing to learn from his mistakes without making a big deal about it. His inner monologue was hilarious, always offering a new form of laughter, never dry and flat. Even though I ignore points of view, the first-person single-pov here worked great. The narration is fantastic, and the author never changes Wren’s voice for the sake of it.
Some of my favorite quotes from my highlights:
If this calculates matches based on star sign, I’m going to throw my phone out the window. It’s not my fault I’m a Capricorn.
No, the elections were at the end of last year, when she was blessedly still in middle school. I didn’t appreciate those days enough when I still had them.
She looks as unenthused to see me as ever when I step into her classroom, probably because she wants to get this over with and go home as badly as I do. I especially get this impression when she straightens her papers and says, “Let’s get this over with so we can go home.”
What can I say? I’m perceptive.
I don’t think everything is about me. I like it when things aren’t about me. It’s just that everyone else keeps dragging me into things.
If everyone did things right in the first place, I wouldn’t have to be involved at all.
Why is Leo emailing me? I don’t want any email that isn’t offering me something for free, or at least a coupon.
Some people (freaks) run to alleviate stress. Some do crossword puzzles or read a book or any number of semi-productive things. I, it seems, send cat videos to strangers. We all cope in different ways, I guess.
“Uh, hello,” I say, belatedly leaning closer to the mic. My voice echoes around me. God, do I really sound like that or is it just the school’s cheap audio equipment?
“Why doesn’t it make sense, Wren?” Leo prompts helpfully. “Use more words.”
Words and I ended our working relationship around fourth period. Now we’re not even on speaking terms.
Dante was wrong when he wrote about the circles of hell—one of them is definitely a high school dance.
It’s horrible, but I’ll drink anything caffeinated when the sun hasn’t even risen yet.
He is me; I am him.
Also, huge props to the author for balancing many themes in this story without overindulging or using them for characterization only. There are themes of grief, growing up, family pressure, obligations, coming of age, college, and more. The people around Wren are an additional layer to Wren’s life—his best friend Ryan and her loud, hilarious self; his father, who is trying his best to be a single parent moving on; his teachers, who, in my opinion, didn’t always show support in the best way but sadly high school teachers never do (at least where I’m from; and of course, Wren’s opponent, who he ends up realizing is not who Wren thought he was (when are they ever?), Leo Reyes. The author also doesn’t make an unnecessarily big deal about Wren’s asexuality. Instead, it is a part of Wren and makes a big part of him, but it doesn’t define him. It was nice to see Wren know who he was without insulting himself, making him come off as someone who believes he’s “not normal,” for lack of a better word. There are a few incidents that show us how asexuality is something he feels is a burden, but, again, from how I saw it, the author never wrote it off in a stereotypical, insulting manner. It was a part of Wren without being written off for characterization but instead to show a refreshing, authentic voice. His need to be labeled was refreshingly realistic. I, too, need to figure out what label suits and fits me to accept it. Not that I use the label all the time to describe myself, but personally, it helps me settle into a box because I know what I’m feeling or who I love isn’t just my own and instead is something many people can fit into as well.
The friendship between Leo and Wren, as a whole, is a favorite of mine. I loved witnessing their one-sided hate and one-sided pining. With Wren hating Leo and Leo secretly harboring a crush on Wren, it made for the perfect unrequited romance. While this part of the story could have fooled me, seeing their alliance and friendship growing was delightful. We slowly see how Wren notices things about Leo he hasn’t noticed before and changes his perspective on him due to previous judgment. Compared to adult romances, this nailed it much better on the enemies-to-lovers trope. Wren’s reasons are juvenile, sure, but what teenage reasons aren’t? Plus, we see him reject his feelings in the beginning; their moments create an awkward sense for Wren, and we see his dialogue show some slight disgust for Leo. I consider myself a critic of this trope, but because this is YA, it was easier to accept and understand where the hate was coming from. It didn’t last long, which is still unfortunate, but with Wren’s dialogue and inner monologue and how he honestly didn’t like Leo that way but was still willing to change how he felt, I could pass it off quicker.
I’m afraid of getting rejected. Easy. And pretty reasonable, I think. I don’t want someone to look at me and tell me my sexuality is a deal breaker. I don’t want to be pressured or to be a disappointment. I want to be Wren and I want that to be enough, and that’s not going to happen.
That said, one word is appropriate enough to describe the romance in this: lackluster. I’m confused about how I should feel, to be honest, because I didn’t not feel anything, but I didn’t feel enough. The romance was supposedly described as grumpy x sunshine, enemies to lovers, and mutual pining. I guess the grumpy x sunshine makes sense, for as much as a YA novel could show that, and the enemies to lovers felt appropriate for a teenage audience, but the pining was flat. Not only because we don’t get Leo’s POV, but it felt like there was hardly anything between Wren and Leo. The way I saw it, the potential was growing, with how Wren and Leo shifted from one-sided enemies to classroom acquaintances to potential friends. The relationship, however, felt very underdeveloped if I was supposed to feel anything between the two other than platonic feelings.
This has the “anonymously talking to your enemy but not knowing it’s them” trope, giving this much potential. I can admit his crush on Buddy Boy felt realistic, considering what a crush does to you physically and emotionally. Still, his supposed crush on Leo felt unexpected and as if it came out of nowhere. Before we know it, his feelings for Buddy Boy have been forgotten, and he’s suddenly crushing on Leo mostly because Maggie, a friend of Leo’s, told him. Wren takes this as something he didn’t know but then decides it was something he didn’t notice. I would disagree because everything Maggie mentioned that implied feelings and crushing and flirting came off as platonic and acquaintances to me. And even when Leo started suspecting Buddy Boy was Leo, it didn’t make sense to me for him to accept his crush on him because it was Buddy Boy he liked, not Leo, despite them being the same person. Wren didn’t know that, even if we did. Additionally, I felt there was no appropriate shift to show Wren’s feelings change towards Leo. We don’t see him gradually change from friend to more. Instead, it happens as if we need to accept it just because someone else noticed it for Wren. This might make sense for those who have read this with the whole BB thing.
I’m one of the only ones who took it this way, though, considering most of my friends who have read this have talked about their appreciation for the romance. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see it that way, but I can still appreciate many moments.
I’d also like to mention how aggravating and annoying the use of constant italicized words was. It's unnecessary, given how I’m the type of reader who can’t ignore this because the narrator’s voice becomes my own. So, each time I read these italicized words, my brain would process and read them off as words with emphasis. A few times made sense, but the book was written this way. And it wasn’t only with Wren’s narration cause every side character spoke the same. It’s as if they needed to add emphasis on every other word to prove their point.
But it’s impossible not to think about her, and me, and what I’m doing here. Because I know what I’m doing. I’m waiting. I’m waiting for my life to go back to what it was, waiting for my mom to come back, waiting to start my life again. Those things aren’t going to happen. I graduate from high school, I go to community college, and—what? I live in my same room, I go to my night shift at the Holiday Inn, I go to class. That’s it, I guess. Nothing changes, but nothing stays the same either. I already know what I should do. What I want to do, past all the grief and the fear like an old, familiar bruise. No one has to ask the right question.
While this story was yet another disappointing anticipated release, I can understand why and how others have enjoyed it. Even though I couldn’t appreciate it enough, the author does a fantastic job at creating a witty character with hilarious inner monologue, realistic high school experiences, and asexuality as something a part of people and who they are but not using it to define them, and lovely high school relationships that are worth keeping till later in life. I’ll check out more of this author when she releases something else!