In Slam, I thought you could have done without the stupid – a word you used much too often by the way (and yes, I counted) friend, Rabbit. About a Boy was funnier, though, and it was well-crafted with well-developed characters. Sure, I laughed – exactly twelve times, actually – (Yes, I counted you know me!) - But that’s because you’re naturally funny. No offence, but it seemed to me as if you’d written Slam in one draft: too much quantity too little quality. Maybe if you’d written it from the POV of Sam’s mum instead of 16-year-old Sam, you’d have been able to offer your readers a more pleasing, polished novel. Slam was a worthwhile experiment but you’ve done better, and maybe could have done better here. Glad to hear you’re back to writing adult fiction now I hate to say it, but I don’t think writing young-adult fiction is your strength.
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