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To Be Perfectly Honest: A Novel Based on an Untrue Story
by Sonya Sones
Collette seems to have it all...a famous movie-star mother, colored contacts for every day of the week. Friends, frenemies. But to be perfectly honest, her life is kind of hollow. She and her lisping brother, Will, have learned to entertain themselves and each other, well, by lying to strangers. And their mother, and each other.
Collette will tell us a story, and when we turn the page, she'll fess up, and tell us she just spun that story to make her life more interesting, more entertaining.
The summer she's supposed to go to Paris, but ends up on location for another of her mom's movies, Collette uses her gift of storytelling when she meets Connor, mysterious bad boy with a motorcycle. She tells him she's older than she is; she hints that she's more...experienced...than she is. Connor jumps and pushes and manipulates her to get her into bed with him.
I read the pages wanting to jump in and warn Collette that she was being played, that this was not going to end well.
We all try to invent details that show us as smarter or prettier or more clever...we are all stretching the truth when we don't feel adequate. And Collette is no different. She's a layered, complicated kid who is doing the best she can...but we worry about how very innocent she is when faced with this romantic-looking boy.
As another reviewer said, "Holy mother of unreliable narrators!" But aren't we all...selective narrators of our own stories, especially when we're trying to figure out who the heck we are?
Good points are made about identity, truth, storytelling, family...Sones never disappoints.
Collette will tell us a story, and when we turn the page, she'll fess up, and tell us she just spun that story to make her life more interesting, more entertaining.
The summer she's supposed to go to Paris, but ends up on location for another of her mom's movies, Collette uses her gift of storytelling when she meets Connor, mysterious bad boy with a motorcycle. She tells him she's older than she is; she hints that she's more...experienced...than she is. Connor jumps and pushes and manipulates her to get her into bed with him.
I read the pages wanting to jump in and warn Collette that she was being played, that this was not going to end well.
We all try to invent details that show us as smarter or prettier or more clever...we are all stretching the truth when we don't feel adequate. And Collette is no different. She's a layered, complicated kid who is doing the best she can...but we worry about how very innocent she is when faced with this romantic-looking boy.
As another reviewer said, "Holy mother of unreliable narrators!" But aren't we all...selective narrators of our own stories, especially when we're trying to figure out who the heck we are?
Good points are made about identity, truth, storytelling, family...Sones never disappoints.