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A review by laurpar
Girls in Trucks by Katie Crouch
1.0
Despite the misleading summary on its back cover, Girls in Trucks is a collection of chapters surrounding Sarah Walters, her friends, and her family as they fail at romance. From her public sexual assault as a child by her evil cousin to her stalking of her abusive ex-boyfriend years after they broke up, Sarah’s experiences are simultaneously horrific and uninteresting. The men in Sarah, her sister, and her friends’ lives are boring, weird, and mean. The only thing worse than these men is reading 256 pages about them.
I stuck it out basically to write this horrible review.
In some ways, it reminded me of a really horrible version of Girls in White Dresses. Girls in White Dresses was one of my favorite books from last year, telling the story of a group of friends who graduate from college thinking the world is their oyster only to have their dreams altered when reality sets in (a full review can be found here), and basically I loved it for how much it mirrored my own life. They both follow a group of girlfriends as they grow up and mature and change point of view with almost every chapter, but that’s just about where the similarities end. None of the characters in Girls in Trucks really seem to mature, they aren’t interesting enough to make you actually care about what happens to them, every one of them has serious addiction and dependency problems that are swept under the rug, and the only problems that seem to plague them are solely romance-related. Plus, the whole book seems to read like one mistake after another. “Hmm, I slept with this random guy and woke up to find his angry wife screaming at me in their bedroom? How about I move to South America to chase some other loser!” I felt like banging my head against the wall the whole time. To make it worse, Girls in Trucks tries to pass itself off as Southern fiction, and it is so disappointing in its attempt that it insults the entire genre.
I wouldn’t recommend Girls in Trucks at all. For the very few women on Amazon who gave it great reviews because they found it easy to relate to, I will keep your personal lives in my prayers.
I stuck it out basically to write this horrible review.
In some ways, it reminded me of a really horrible version of Girls in White Dresses. Girls in White Dresses was one of my favorite books from last year, telling the story of a group of friends who graduate from college thinking the world is their oyster only to have their dreams altered when reality sets in (a full review can be found here), and basically I loved it for how much it mirrored my own life. They both follow a group of girlfriends as they grow up and mature and change point of view with almost every chapter, but that’s just about where the similarities end. None of the characters in Girls in Trucks really seem to mature, they aren’t interesting enough to make you actually care about what happens to them, every one of them has serious addiction and dependency problems that are swept under the rug, and the only problems that seem to plague them are solely romance-related. Plus, the whole book seems to read like one mistake after another. “Hmm, I slept with this random guy and woke up to find his angry wife screaming at me in their bedroom? How about I move to South America to chase some other loser!” I felt like banging my head against the wall the whole time. To make it worse, Girls in Trucks tries to pass itself off as Southern fiction, and it is so disappointing in its attempt that it insults the entire genre.
I wouldn’t recommend Girls in Trucks at all. For the very few women on Amazon who gave it great reviews because they found it easy to relate to, I will keep your personal lives in my prayers.