Jane of All Trades
Author
Poet
Film Editing
Inventor (baby's clothes)
Mother
Wife
Teacher
Works
One of Those Hideous Books Where the Mother Dies
What My Mother Doesn't Know
Stop Pretending: What Happened When My Big Sister Went Crazy
I'm not that depressed
considering that this
gigantic silver bullet with wings
is blasting me away from my whole entire life,
away from Lizzie Brody,
my best friend in the whole world,
away from Ray Johnston,
my first real boyfriend.
Not that depressed,
considering I've been kidnapped
by this monstrous pterodactyl
and it's flying me all the way to L.A.
to live with my father
who I've never met
because he's such a scumbag
that he divorced my mother
before I was even born.
I'd say I'm doing reasonably well,
considering I'm being dragged
three thousand miles away from all my friends
and my school and my Aunt Duffy
and the house I've lived in since I was born,
three thousand miles away from my mother,
and my mother's grave,
where she lies in a wooden box
under six feet under of dirt,
just beginning to rot.
I'm not that depressed
considering that I'm trapped
on this jumbo poison dart
shooting me away from all that I love,
and theres this really weird guy
sitting in the seat right behind mine,
who keeps picking his nose
and eating it.
Depressed?
Who? Me?
Excerpt from One of Those Hideous Books Where the Mother Dies
I never tire of the way that Sones relates so well with her characters. I haven't even read this book yet and I know what type of character this girl, Ruby, is like from this one passage. It's just the ramblings of a teenager, and it's fairly accurate of what one would think in this situation. Her tone is obviously sarcastic as if someone is questioning the way she feels, and it's just coming out like word vomit.