All the Rage

Author: Courtney Summers
Rating: 4 / 5 stars
Verdict: Borrow

Finally!  A contemporary young adult novel that isn’t romance driven.  A contemporary young adult novel that isn’t full of obnoxious girls and pretentious boys and horny little teenagers just falling over one another trying to fall in love.  If anything, All the Rage is the complete opposite, and I love it for it.

I have to admit, I didn’t really read that much into this novel before I requested it from the library because, honestly, a lot of time that just takes the wind out of the sails for a story for me.  I like to go in blind, and let the story tell itself instead of trying to live up to the synopsis.  And considering the synopsis given for this novel, I’m glad that’s exactly what I did, because it’s basically a massive spoiler alert in and of itself.

Romy is not your average YA female narrator.  She isn’t going to spend the entire novel telling you about how this guy looks, or how she heard from her friend that so-and-so were going to break up.  Romy is going to tell you about how rough her life has been since she had one-two-five too many shots at a party, made a mistake, and now is the black sleep in town that everyone claims cried wolf.  And while she tries her damnedest to not let that one moment define her life, it’s kind of hard not too, especially when everyone turns around and calls you a liar after the fact.  Not only has it ostracized her from her peers, making school a living hell, but it’s caused a disconnect with her mother and any potential further relationship she would ever want to try.

All the Rage is not a tale about revenge, or really even seeking justice for when the world got you down.  It’s the story of one girl, strong enough to stick by her story even when no one will believe her.  It’s the story of one girl who struggles everyday with the aftermath of that one moment, that one mistake.  It’s the story of one girl who tries to find herself again when everything she’s ever known about herself is stolen and stripped away, and all the good is gone.  And you know what?  It’s a pretty darn good story.  But don’t let me tell you.  Let Romy.

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