

Okay, a stretch from Hardy and Tolstoy, but less than ten pages into the novel, I realized that this isn’t going to be the light reading I’d expected.īut there are certainly aspects of Amber’s life with her mom, on Hello Yellow, the schoolbus her mom drives - their belongings stored in the two storage bins beneath the wheels so that nobody ever sees them - that are positive. “Another thing: Mom’s taste in men is akin to a crackhead’s taste in crack cocaine. I worried that I wasn’t as far from those two exhausting classic novels as I’d thought. She certainly has so many different names for her dog that she could slip him into a Russian novel with the appropriate amount of confusing nomenclature. Oh dear: is Amber just Tess of the D’Urbervilles dressed in blue jeans and a T-shirt? Homelessness reflects badly on both of us.


I took it home from the library with some quite-possibly-bleak-but-brilliant Canlit and considered myself lucky.īut here’s Amber, only a few pages in: “I mean it’s a pretty pathetic story, and I’m not really all that proud to be my mom’s daughter right now. In a reading month that included War and Peace and Tess of the D’Urbervilles, you can imagine that I was craving something a little lighter.Įnter Amber Appleton and her loyal dog, Bobby Big Boy, in the pages of this brightly covered YA novel.
