IT’S NOT YOU, IT’S ME

Girl meets boy, girl subsumes self for boy, boy dumps girl, and (the twist) girl goes off the deep end (for exactly one month) attempting to win boy back. Hoffmann’s latest takes a close, overearnest look at the self-absorption of the newly dumped. Present-tense, third-person narration combined with short sentences is a gutsy move. However, the abundance of passive verbs distances Zoë’s pain. While Zoë’s antics and incessant obsession are occasionally amusing (befriending the new love interest, kissing the boy’s best friend), mostly she comes off as sad and a bit insane (an obsessive personality is mentioned casually). Her thinly sketched best friends and the boy who loves Zoë from afar try to rein her in, but her love for Henry leads her to growing heights of idiocy, detailed day by day, until the inevitable realization that one never wins the boy by losing oneself. Quick, familiar, even appealing territory for many, but in the end Zoë’s cringeworthy behavior might elicit more disgust than sympathy. (Fiction. 12 & up)