Is it just me, or is the there now a new genre: Autism/Aspergers fiction? I know the intentions are good: to help us empathize with those who have these conditions. But I must say I’m getting just a little tired of it as a re-occurring theme.
This book does work structurally - I thought the different perspectives, including the father’s diary, added depth of understanding and empathy for all the characters involved.
I wasn’t particularly moved by this book and I felt that I was supposed to be. Perhaps I’m suffering from Aspergers Empathy Fatigue.
However, I think John Green fans will probably enjoy this, so I do recommend as a quality YA title.