Meet Scarlett Epstein, BNF (Big Name Fan) in her online community of fanfiction writers, world-class nobody at Melville High. Her best (read: only) IRL friends are Avery, a painfully shy and annoyingly attractive bookworm, and Ruth, her weed-smoking, possibly insane seventy-three-year-old neighbor.
When Scarlett’s beloved TV show is canceled and her longtime crush, Gideon, is sucked out of her orbit and into the dark and distant world of Populars, Scarlett turns to the fanfic message boards for comfort. This time, though, her subjects aren’t the swoon-worthy stars of her fave series—they’re the real-life kids from her high school. And if they ever find out what Scarlett truly thinks about them, she’ll be thrust into a situation far more dramatic than anything she’s ever seen on TV…
Description taken from Goodreads.
I’ll keep this short, because I’m the black sheep when it comes to this book.
There are great moments to Scarlett Epstein Hates it Here. I absolutely loved Scarlett’s personality, her observations, and her friendships with other people. There were such a wide range of ideas, personalities, and opinions here, and I especially loved Scarlett’s relationship with spunky, pot-smoking, 70-year-old Ruth.
I also loved the representation of the fandom community.
In the past, I’ve had pretty mixed opinions about how blogging and fanfic writing are portrayed in writing, but this was the most positive and accurate account of this community that I’ve read so far. I laughed, cried, and cringed at every turn and with every new aspect.
Now, onto the not-so-great. This came very, very close to being the female fangirl (instead of cancer) version of Jesse Andrews’ Me and Earl and the Dying Girl, which may even be expected considering he blurbed this one.
The writing and humor was all pretty crude, even though much of it was pretty funny (at least in this one).
Overall, not bad at all. I think this is more me than the book. This story was brilliantly funny at some points, and it did have a decent plot, but it wasn’t for me. The humor was too crude for me, and I got bored in the middle of the story. I did enjoy it, but I wouldn’t reread.