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100 Books in One Year: Why Girls are Weird by Pamela Ribon

Cannonball Read / Figgy

Book Reviews | December 17, 2008 | Comments (12)


I have a love-hate relationship with any book that gets labeled as “chick lit.” These are the books that, more often than not, have brightly-colored covers that almost invariably show a pair of legs with tights or funky shoes on (what is up with that? Why the legs? Why?), and they’re usually badly written pieces of fluff about shopping and cheap relationships. Yet, when done right, a book directed at (certain types of) women can be funny and insightful, and they make for easy, fun reads when you’re not in the mood for something too dense.

The plot is pretty simple. The main character, Anna Koval, starts up an online journal, where she posts stories about her life as Anna K. Most of the stories are true, but her online persona is changed slightly: she is part of a couple, and an actress among other things, while the real Anna is a bored librarian who has been single for over a year. Soon she starts getting barraged by fan mail, and she keeps on tweaking her life for her journal. She strikes up friendships with two fans in particular: a ditzy college student named Tess and a charming male fan who goes by the handle of LDobler, with whom she starts flirting over email. The plot follows Anna as she goes through her boring, single life while writing on her journal.

Anna is miserable in her job and her love life. Though she broke up with her boyfriend more than a year ago, she is still stuck up on him (or the idea of him anyway). Her best friend, Dale, who is gay and preternaturally happy, observes her life and makes clever little quips about it. Anna soon discovers (thanks to Tess) that meeting fans of her online persona might not be such a good idea after all. She’s afraid they’ll all discover how fake she is.

Having been hooked on the internet myself for about 10 years now, I know how easy it is to pretend to be someone else through your online self. I found Anna’s insecurities and fears about meeting online friends relatable and very, very true to life. There’s the fear that you’ll never be as fun or smart as your online persona, or that the person you’ll meet will turn out to be a serial killer. But the truth (to me, anyway) is that unless you or the people you meet are huge psychotic liars, you can be yourself online, and you can get to know someone pretty well without actually meeting them. What I mean to say with all of this is that I never understood all the drama Anna creates. It felt blown way out of proportion. She just made herself a little more interesting, and who hasn’t been guilty of doing this at least once in their lives? From the way she goes on you’d think she had pretended to be a millionaire or a celebrity, or a man. So it’s problematic to me that I was supposed to be shocked by the double life Anna was leading, and I wasn’t. At all.

My biggest problem with this book is actually that Anna Koval is sometimes unbearably dull. She has great stories, yes, and we’re supposed to believe she’s had a hilarious and interesting life. We’re supposed to find her conversations with her friends funny and charming, but I honestly found them painful and almost embarrassing to read sometimes. I got a strange feeling while reading this book, like I had been watching a medium-quality sitcom. No one talks like this, I thought. It’s funny, I guess, but …come on. The supporting characters, apart from Anna, never felt real to me, and she feels profoundly dull sometimes. I could imagine Ribon pulling real quotes from her own friends and forcing her characters to say them. In the end, Anna and her hipster buddies come off as just not that interesting. Then there’s the completely unnecessary subplot involving Anna and a high school girl she meets. It felt tacked-on, serving only to provide a cheap moment of enlightenment for Anna, as if we didn’t know all along that all she needed was to stop whining and take control of her own life. It’s only her that takes an entire book to figure this out.

In the end, Why Girls Are Weird just seems badly matched with itself. There are moments of hilarity and sweetness, where I felt that this could’ve been a great book. Anna’s relationships with her father and with LDobler both felt real, interesting, and touching. But then there are passages where I almost came to hate Anna Koval and her neediness, where it seemed like a whole other character had been put in place, one that I didn’t like all that much. I wasn’t as impressed by the secondary characters as much as I felt Ribon wanted me to be.
Ribon is undoubtedly a talented writer, witty and smart, but I don’t think this book did her talent justice. It felt a bit empty, to be completely honest. That being said, it was an easy, short, fun book that perfectly fulfilled my need for a harmless read. And I got my happy ending, even if it was predictable and silly.

Now…can someone explain to me what the hell is up with these covers and the disembodied legs in funky socks and shoes? And to the boys: no, this book will not help you find out why girls are weird.

Note: I’ve been reading Pamela Ribon’s online work for a while now. I first discovered it back when she used to write some awesome recaps for “Gilmore Girls” for Television Without Pity. She has a nice little online journal of her own, if you’re interested.

This review is part of the Cannonball Read series. Details about here and the growing number of participants and their blogs, from which these reviews are pulled, are here. And check here for more of Figgy’s reviews.









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Comments

I read The Time Traveler's Wife because of your glowing review, and it was really great...but I think I'll pass on this one. I already know why girls are weird.

Posted by: Snath at December 17, 2008 8:43 AM

There's the fear ... that the person you'll meet will turn out to be a serial killer.



Two words: T. K.

Posted by: A Bowl of Stupid at December 17, 2008 8:51 AM

I don't get the covers for these books either. They do a lot of them a disservice. If it's all pastels and garish writing I won't even bother picking it up.

Posted by: Carrie at December 17, 2008 9:13 AM

Brilliant last words, Figgy.

I loved your review, because it touches a subject matter close to my heart. I've had a "cyber" friend for almost three years now, and there's a big chance we'll meet next year. I'm not all that scared about it, but I have a feeling she is. Maybe she's an old man. Or a hot young man. I'm more comfortable with the second option.

Posted by: SofĂ­a at December 17, 2008 9:26 AM

I hadn't noticed but I guess you're right. The photographic ones never have a face, but there's lots of torsos and legs. Megan McCafferty's a good example. I guess if there's no face it could be "you" or something, but sometimes it's more like disembodied cheesecake for me and I think "I'm ogling this, but what's the browsing appeal for women?" I've long had similar thoughts about women's magazines, unless the novels fall under the same theory of "it's to fill women with envy and embarrassment about themselves".

Then there's the damn curlicue pastel drawings, which no one wants to look at, as far as I know.

My favorite eye candy is really Anna Maxted's author photos though.

And female librarians aren't single. It totally sucks.

Posted by: Jay at December 17, 2008 9:38 AM

Pamie! I love Pamie, I've been reading her journal for years as well. I read Why Mom's Are Weird, I actually haven't gotten to this one yet. Nice review Figgy!

Posted by: Julie at December 17, 2008 9:59 AM

Errant apostrophe be gone!

Posted by: Julie at December 17, 2008 10:00 AM

I'm actually working my way though Why Moms Are Weird for a Cannonball review, and I have similar problems with the book. Of course, I'll save all that for my own review, which will appear on my blog probably late this week or early next week.

Suspense! Only not at all.

Posted by: Genny (also Rusty) at December 17, 2008 12:35 PM

Thanks, all!

Sofia I know the feeling. I actually met my fiancee online. We knew each other for about 3 years before we met irl, and...well, it all went from there. I've had nothing but good experiences meeting people I've met online first. I guess this means I'm due to meet my first psycho.

I have a feeling PajibaCon will be it...

Posted by: figgy at December 17, 2008 1:42 PM

I read this book a few years ago, and cannot remember anything about it. I think that fact is in line with this review, not a great book. It's alright, not a horrible "female" book.

Posted by: Racahel at December 17, 2008 8:07 PM

for some reason, when i click the link for "cider house rules" it takes me back to this review.

broken link, sound the alarm!!!!

Posted by: glittergirl at December 18, 2008 10:31 AM

Deja vu! Spooooky...

Posted by: Sweetie Dahling at December 18, 2008 11:17 AM


















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