Shaun Hutchinson's Reviews > Winger
Winger (Winger, #1)
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I don't know how to review a book like Winger. I've loved every single one of Andrew Smith's books. Some more that others. But each one has offered up something honest and real and beautiful. Winger is different.
I read in the NYT's review that Winger belongs to a group of books that are all very John Green in nature. And while John Green is certainly a talented writer, I think he writes the kinds of teenagers that adults wish teenagers were. Andrew Smith, on the other hand, writes teenagers as they actually are. And in that lies his magic.
Winger is both perversely hilarious and devastating. I bawled my way through the last twenty pages after laughing my way through the first 410. More than any other book Andrew has written, Winger offers up the harsh truth and beauty of being alive, of being a teenage boy. Of being any kind of teenager. This book has left me feeling really raw. Ryan Dean and Joey and Seanie and even Chas feel like real people. It's strange to think they're not out there somewhere playing poker and giving rides to Screaming Ned.
One of the best compliments I ever got as a writer was from a friend who finished one of my books, threw it at me, and told me she hated my guts.
Well, I can't throw my book at you, Andrew Smith, but I hate your guts. Thank you for that.
Also, if Winger doesn't win the Printz award this year, then I'd seriously question its credibility.
I read in the NYT's review that Winger belongs to a group of books that are all very John Green in nature. And while John Green is certainly a talented writer, I think he writes the kinds of teenagers that adults wish teenagers were. Andrew Smith, on the other hand, writes teenagers as they actually are. And in that lies his magic.
Winger is both perversely hilarious and devastating. I bawled my way through the last twenty pages after laughing my way through the first 410. More than any other book Andrew has written, Winger offers up the harsh truth and beauty of being alive, of being a teenage boy. Of being any kind of teenager. This book has left me feeling really raw. Ryan Dean and Joey and Seanie and even Chas feel like real people. It's strange to think they're not out there somewhere playing poker and giving rides to Screaming Ned.
One of the best compliments I ever got as a writer was from a friend who finished one of my books, threw it at me, and told me she hated my guts.
Well, I can't throw my book at you, Andrew Smith, but I hate your guts. Thank you for that.
Also, if Winger doesn't win the Printz award this year, then I'd seriously question its credibility.
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I'm glad you disagree! The world would be a much dimmer place if everyone agreed with me...especially since I'm so often wrong :)
But preferring the types of teens Andrew Smith writes to the teens John Green writes isn't an indictment of Green, of his characters, or of intelligent teens themselves. It's simply an opinion. Preferring one over the other doesn't mean it's better, only that I prefer it more. Others will (and should!) disagree.
And I don't think that preferring Andrew Smith's characters is saying that teens can't be intellectual, over-achieving, curious thinkers at all. Many of Smith's characters are intellectual over-achievers. Ryan Dean West is one such example. Two years ahead of his classmates in school with good grades. I love characters that rely on their intelligence to solve problems. I love characters that are deeply philosophical and think about the world around them. I was an intellectual as a teenager, so I certainly don't believe that such teens can't exist.
For me, I feel that (especially in YA) characters in contemporary stories fall into one of two categories: realistic and idealized. Now, realistic doesn't mean that the writer is creating the only realistic version of a teenager that can and will ever be written, only that they're creating the most realistic version of that particular teen character. And idealized doesn't mean that no real people exist with those characteristics, only that the writer is creating characters that are the best versions of themselves. I think Andrew Smith writes the former and John Green the latter.
And, again, that's not a judgement. I like that John Green is writing the best versions of his characters. I like that he's writing characters that people strive to be more like. It just so happens that my personal preference is for characters that are a little grittier. Maybe that's because I connect more to them. Maybe that's because the people I know are more like Andrew Smith's characters than John Green's. I don't know...it's just a personal preference. But it's certainly not a judgement of one or the other, and I'm sorry if that's how I made it sound.
