Now that I got that out of my system, I can say that Little Brother delivers an entertaining story. I still want someone to kick this kid's ass, but you know what, I didn't like 17-year-olds even back when I was one. I hated a lot of the stuff I did. But I hated it the next day. I spent a lot of time thinking about what an ass I'd been the day before or the previous weekend. Then I'd make the same mistakes all over again. That's what kids do.
So I don't want it to seem like I hated the book; I hated the kid, and there's a big difference.
Maybe Marcus reminds me too much of me at that age? No. But that's a fair guess. Anyway, don't mind me: go read the book.
[I made this extra post because I just emailed Cory and he wrote back pretty soon after which is cool, and that made me feel a little guilty about being so hard on his kid, Marcus.]
