I've had this book on my TBR for a while now because I downloaded it on Netgalley and never fit in the time to read it. Instead I found it on Hoopla recently (my love for that app never ends) and dove it.
This was a quick read. Floating Boy and the Girl Who Couldn't Fly is a simplistic contemporary fantasy. It opens on Mary (our narrator, and I just had to look up her name because it's used so rarely in the book) who is at a family reunion when she spots someone she's never seen before. A boy, who climbs a tree and starts floating up into the sky.
It's a hoax.
Or . . . is that only what they want her to think? Strange things start happening, spreading through and taking over her town, and Mary starts investigating it because . . . I don't know, because Floating Boy is hot?
I had a lot of problems with this book, mostly the content because it was pretty well-written. Sometimes Mary's POV was a little confusing, because her actions don't really match the tone and content of her thoughts. She's fourteen, and she's running all around independent and making mature, rational decisions while her thought process is like that of someone half her age.
Part of the subplot is that Mary has had problems with anxiety and depression, probably stemming from pressure at school, and she's still struggling with that. I love books where mental illness is not the only plot, just part of who a character is. However, Mary vehemently resists medical help with her anxiety/depression (which are apparently so bad that she mentions several times that her friends and family are on "suicide watch" and seems to look down on them for being worried about her?). She refers to all medication as "zombie pills" and there's never any point where she realizes that medication actually is the answer for a lot of people and that it can be a good option. I can't stand YA books that look down on medication like that, when someone young and needing help could read it and assume they shouldn't consider that option, or think that everyone will judge them for it.
Mary loves to judge people. She looks down on her family. She looks down on her friends. Mary is one of those girls who isn't like other girls. She needs to explain to other people who Godzilla is, because she's the only one she knows who has ever seen or heard of Godzilla.
Excuse me what.
I wish we'd gotten to know more about Floating Boy and his past and all, because obviously he was the most interesting part of the book. Unfortunately the explanation for everything was so convoluted that I'm still not quite sure what the answer to all of the mysteries was? It didn't make very much sense to me, and I didn't care to try to go back and understand.
I can't say that I recommend this book. There are so many better options out there to read, that are full of amazing characters, and are more satisfying. This one just really missed the mark.