When the school showed their preview for this book for the first time before handing out the book, they put the song "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds" by the Beatles in the background, which includes the lyrics "a girl with kaleidoscope eyes". Everyone stared at the screen, wondering what on earth they were singing about. After giving the title of the book, they showed the same trailer again, and I was probably the only one in the room who didn't go, "Ohhhhh!", suddenly realizing that the book's title is an allusion to classic rock music.
The little nod in the title is probably the kindest thing Kaleidoscope Eyes did for me. That wasn't the only nostalgic allusion included--there were so many more, and I'm not just talking about a line from a song by Janis Joplin or Jimi Hendrix to open each chapter in an appropriate manner. The whole book is written like song upon song upon song. I've heard people tell me that it makes it easier to read, and some even tell me that they don't read it poetically, but honestly, I couldn't bypass it. The poems gave a rhythm to my head and slowed down what should have been a quick, two hour read, into an exhausting, six day bore.
Must I mention the uneventful story? Well, I won't give any spoilers. Meaning that if I tell anything, it'll probably spoil the fun you may (just may) have with the book, because the story barely gets anywhere. Also, it's a bit uneven. The story addresses issues of racism fine, and the main character seems to be well aware that she and her best friend (African-American) are frowned upon in the 1960s era they reside in; but the author talks the whole story about a girl who goes on an adventure that seems more like one a boy would go on, without once seeming to be aware of it. It wasn't until twenty pages in, when the character's name was given, until I realized the protagonist was female, not male, and I stayed confused for the remainder of the novel.
I'm not saying this is a bad book. I know some people who love it, and quite a few, actually. I just found it an unredeemed waste of my time. "All and all, it's just another brick in the wall." --Pink Floyd. No, no, Ms. Bryant, that's not a hint for a sequel, just a brief synopsis of your book.