I woke up this morning to this amazing review of Hippie Boy: A Girl’s Story written by Main Street Plaza writer Carol Hanson. I love her title so much I wish I would have thought of it as a subtitle for Hippie Boy.
Ok…I have lots of favorite parts of this review, including when Hanson calls Hippie Boy a “triumph of spirit” and “one of the most successful bildungsromans” she’s ever read. (I wasn’t sure what “bildungsromans” meant so I looked it up. It means coming of age stories about the moral and psychological growth of the main character).
“Dad was a master salesman who could talk anyone into anything, and life on the road with him was the wildest adventure any kid could possibly imagine. Unfortunately, since he was often unreliable and occasionally violent, it wasn’t always the good kind of adventure — but it was a great escape from a home run by a crazy (and also occasionally violent) control-freak of a step-dad, who reeked of the meat that made up his entire food pyramid. That’s the world of teenaged Ingrid Ricks in the story Hippie Boy: A Girl’s Story.”