Have you ever wanted to laugh at a book.
Or to cry, due to a book.
Or needed a book that caused you to revaluate your life.
Well my dear friend (or perhaps not) I may have just the very thing for you. Because let me tell you, that this book (I’m about to say what it is hang on) this very book I’m away to share with you, will do all this…. In a single page.
‘How to build a girl’ by Caitlin Moran is by far the wittiest, most funniest book I have ever read. And perhaps will ever read.
Set in the late 80s and early 90s of Wolverhampton follows Johanna as a fourteen-year-old who decides to reinvent herself, after an epiphanic moment in a music shop, to make the ‘executive decision’ to kill herself (metaphorically of course) and recreate herself as Dolly Wilde. Following her life goings-on until she is seventeen. As she goes on crazy adventures, falls in love with drunken bafoons and gets drunk far too many times, every time; entailing a multitude of comically brilliant scenarios where as a reader you are transported to working class life and learn how everything really goes. The ups, downs and about turns of what to really expect from a high rolling chubby girl from Wolverhampton who recreated a scene from Annie during her first job interview.
If someone was to ever ask me for life advice I would simply hand them this book. From recognising someone is gay to dealing with a unusually large penis to managing wearing a top hat everyday; this book gives you life lessons on how to do it all. Yet not in a bog-standard way, it’s with a more uplifting view. By having no mirrors to avoid any chance of bad luck and countless amounts of Buddha’s for the opposite reason yet not believing their true symbolism.
Moran’s portrayal of a girl full of hopelessness on a council estate, quite frankly not giving a flying f*** to creating a wild beast who can take on the world, with a few down to earth moments where you begin to see much more to life, is commendable to say the very least and to be perfectly honest should be up there with the greats like ‘The Great Gatsby’, ‘The Brothers Karamazov’, ‘Pride & Prejudice’ and y’know maybe even ‘The Bible’.
I would just like to thank Anna for recommending this book, on a dismal day of (re-taking) higher English where as usual we discussed love interests of people and books. I owe this one to you, and to my mum who was just as happy as me to finish this book, and Kyle you probably will never know the true nature of this book, and for your sanity should never.
Thank you and good night.