This is a well-written novel with a page-turning plot, and others are sure to sing its praises.
Great opening lines, a great foursome of friends who call themselves The Faction, and plenty of social issues pack this YA novel with topics for discussion. However, the 17-year-old heroine never lightens up in her attitude toward her widowed mother. Dad, who died of cancer, was the girl's go-to person; Mom is a workaholic who just isn't there for Cecelia/Seelie, to the point that every scene with this mother/daughter duo is unpleasant. And it never gets better. Seelie never seems to make that character arc from self-absorbed, snotty teenage daughter to wiser, older daughter who discovers some breathing room with her mother.
As a mother of three, not a teenager reading YA, my viewpoint on this may be irrelevant. But if my daughters were still teenagers, I wouldn't want them reading YA novels that reinforced the idea of high school girls being wiser than their mothers.
I've heard teenage girls say they don't like novels about heroines who are overweight, unattractive, or lacking in personal charm. Cecelia seems to strike out on all three counts. Add to that her apparent lesbianism, and still more girls will likely pass this novel over for another Edward and Bella story. Which is sad. "Twilight" didn't really tackle social issues like "My Whole Truth" does.
Some of the plot devices annoy me as much as snarky teenage attitude does. I can believe the police are sufficiently incompetent not to ask for certain types of DNA evidence, but medical staff, too, overlooking some critical evidence when a beaten, bleeding girl comes into E.R. ... and what happens later... there was already more than enough unpleasantness in the story without this added scene of tension and deeply personal decisions.
The debate about crimes committed due to the influence of certain illegal drugs also missed the mark. Granted, I know nothing about PCP or other drugs, but I've heard from EMTs that bullets won't stop an attacker who's high on meth. You have to take out the hip joints and legs to immobilize the attacker. At close range, as Seelie would have been, without a gun, the inexplicably available mallet had to be employed, repeatedly, to get the attacker to stop moving.
That mallet. I grew up on a farm, not a horse farm, but who keeps mallets under the hay in the upper loft of a hay mow? That one just had me shaking my head. Too many things like this pull a reader out of the novel and make it hard to stay engaged, to keep caring about the characters.
The Faction, a guy and three gals, ultimately had me no longer caring as much about them as I did in the opening pages. Their bad choices range from trivial to catastrophic, and I'm just too old to read stories that aren't more fun-filled and triumphant. I've read enough tragedy, most of it in the form of historical fiction, and too much of it in genre fiction. It's almost enough to drive a woman to read chic-lit and romance novels.
Almost.
I would have liked to see more evidence of the heroine's love of horses and some scenes of healing, which could have happened, if Cecelia had listened to Elaine, the horse owner who's hired her for the past three years. The horses got nowhere near enough attention, in my opinion. Teen readers may disagree with me on that.
Two minor characters deliver some surprises, one the victim's brother Trevor, the other a girl who hand-writes a note and slips it into Cecelia's locker. In a fast-paced narrative, any potential for character growth is swept aside. Nobody seems to do the growing up I would expect of characters in a YA novel.
Again, this is a well-written novel with a page-turning plot and plenty of social issues worthy of a classroom discussion, but it's not the soaring, triumphant sort of tale I turn to these days. It's dark and brutal to the bitter end, with a victory that just doesn't