“I have never danced with a boy before, let alone waltzed with a ghost”
As someone who was raised on a diet of New Wave music and 80’s movies, with a heart longing for love and ghosts, I knew I would love Grove Hollow: Metamorphosis when I first saw it being marketed.
Grove Hollow transports you into your favorite 80’s heartthrob films, with the comforting coming-of-age dynamic of the average girl, Jade Whitney, navigating High School with her eye on the dreamy jock - but what familiarity you might feel with these tropes are thrown upside down with a cursed Egyptian locket and a Victorian ghost only Jade can see.
Jade is naïve and innocent, never having learned about the deceit of pretty-faced boys and the hostility of archetypical mean-girls, so when she enters Grove Hollow Academy, she is a pretty bow-tied lamb thrown to the wolves. Thankfully she finds herself a band of friends (“the Misfits”) who treat her with unconditional loyalty and bring her under their leather-studded punk wings. That, and the companionship of Will, the gentle soul who just-so-happens to be lost beyond life.
This book is a nostalgic callback to the stories that give outcasts a feeling of home. A motif of teenage cruelty that reminds me of my own hard (but exhilarating) years, exploring romance and my ever-metamorphosing identity.
There were times while reading this that I felt my own deep wounds from High School open up again. While so much of this book was fun, it also paid homage to the relatable pains of growing up, the heartache of romance, trying to fit in, learning to stand up for yourself, and following love.
As much as I thought I knew where the plot was headed at times, I still found myself with my head gripped in my hands, my teeth grinding, and myself moaning in agony for the characters and their conflicts. Infuriatingly hot is the slow-burn of this story, yet with McFadden’s clever use of tropes, she’s mercifully supplied the reader a steady dose of gratifying romance sprinkled throughout.
Love and pain aside, McFadden stirred up such a thrilling recipe for the atmosphere of this story - from eccentric great-aunts and unexpected inheritances of ostentatious mansions, and family secrets extending the grave - to school uniforms and nasty cheerleaders. Most thrilling of all, however, is the mystery of a ghost who cannot cross over.
Not to mention, every scene was so well-designed in terms of visualization. The reader can easily tell the author is also an artist because of how beautifully she illustrates the setting of the story; even at its most mundane is it aesthetically-pleasing.
One of my favorite treats of this book is how I squealed and lurched every time there was a reference to my favorite bands, which was often. Orchestral Maneuvers in the Dark, The Cure, Depeche Mode, New Order, Duran Duran – the anthems of my lonely childhood I heard playing from the pages.
Finally, I need to talk about another unsung hero of Grove Hollow: the art. The art of the cover and chapter headings of this book, drawn by the author herself, are simply gorgeous. No matter where I went with my paperback copy, it looked deserving of a bookstagram/booktok post.
As you can probably tell from this, I am now a lifelong fan of Shelby Nicole McFadden’s and am unable to wait for Grove Hollow’s sequel.