Looking for a good read? Keep looking. I recently read the recently released release Galaxy Girls. I don’t know what it was that drew me to the book, but I suspect it was the title, or maybe it was the blaze orange lips on the cover coupled with broken hearts and celestial bodies.
Galaxy Girls gets right to the point. It’s about some girls from a galaxy seemingly based on our own. In the world of the galaxy girls, though, doughnuts are good for you and rollerblading is still cool. Imagine the future as it’s portrayed in Back to the Future, with worse clothing. Essentially, five girls in moon boots bounce around their bustling metropolis shopping for crappy outfits and wearing too much plastic. Of course they’re each beautiful in their own unique and distinguished way and have their share of comic misadventures, particularly with the metrosexual robot-like futureboys. (All the boys in the future play water polo and are occupied with generally inept skullduggery.) Who doesn’t love the classic story of the slightly overweight girl with a heart of gold winning the heart of the crew cut, water polo playing, captain-of-the-team type boy?
I like to rate a book based on how it makes me feel. After I read the last sentence, I like to lie back and think about the book’s events, mood, and style. After Galaxy Girls, I can only say that I felt depressed--the kind of depressed that makes you slink your way to the fridge under the cover of darkness so you can eat a jar of strawberry jam while you lock yourself in the bathroom for the next several hours. The kind of depressed that makes you eat that jam with nothing but your fingers. “This is it”, you will say to yourself, “this is how it ends. No friends, no toast, not even a spoon.”
-scott
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