I ordinarily wouldn’t reread my previously-published works under any circumstances; however, I’m researching an eating disorder-themed book and wanted to remember what it was like to be in that anorexic mindset. As Changing Ways is largely based on my own experiences, and was written when I was barely a year out of inpatient treatment, I decided to bite the bullet and revisit my debut novel.
I was pleasantly surprised by how much I loved the first eight chapters. Grace’s spiral into anorexia is so real and raw that I was brought right back to that horrible time in my life. I felt for her and wanted badly for her not to succumb to her illness, though of course, I knew that she would. I also felt for her family and friends, the people closest to her who didn't understand what was wrong or why she was pushing them away. Anorexia is such a complex, isolating illness, and I'm proud of how well I captured the confusion and emotional intensity of a mental health crisis.
However, I wish I had put as much thought and care into other aspects of the story as I did Grace’s eating disorder. I did virtually no research or conceptualizing for Changing Ways, and this is apparent in the sloppily-handled storyline with Grace’s absent father, as well as the one-dimensional, often cliched depictions of the other, more minor characters. Why I gave almost everyone Grace interacts with in—and out of—treatment a tragic or shocking backstory, I don’t know. This certainly wasn’t the reality with the kids I knew in the hospital, many of whom had ordinary upbringings like myself.
The on-the-nose, pseudo-deep dialogue is another issue I had with Changing Ways. My efforts to be profound and thought-provoking—or simply provocative—come across as cringeworthy and inauthentic, especially when these statements are being spoken by teenagers. I could have also done without all the references to the obscure pop culture I was into at the time. Furthermore, the misuse of semi-colons was mildly irritating, particularly since the grammar was otherwise pretty good. I don’t think there’s a single colon in this entire book.
Although the middle sections were a little painful to get through, I enjoyed the end; like the early chapters, I was moved by its realness and saddened for the struggling Grace. Relapse is an all too real part of eating disorder recovery, and I’m glad I chose to go in that direction rather than to wrap things up all nice and neat.
As a whole, I found my debut novel to be extremely inconsistent. Parts of it were very good, others almost laughably bad; but the authentic portrayal of eating disorders and recovery, which comprise the foundation of this flawed story, make it, in my opinion, a worthwhile read for struggling teens.
3 stars.