Read for class, probably wouldn't read again. Thirty-one of us and only me and one other person (a pidgin speaker) liked it.
I wonder if Rolling
was written contemporaneously, like from a journal or did Linmark research his extensive pop culture references? Heavy references to Farrah Fawcett aside, this is a tough read. Ultimately, I coped with reading this by suspending my awareness that the main characters were supposed to be in elementary school; as if they were X-rated Peanuts
—sans Snoopy and Woodstock. If I could engage the athor, I’d want to know were the experiences of multiple instances of child molestation and abuse real within his circle or if he exaggerated. Because if this were anything close to truth, it’s too terrible to contemplate.
Frustrating poor editing: typos and formatting errors made for annoying distractions in an already challenging book.