MariNaomi’s graphic memoir tells the story of each of her romantic and sexual partners up to the age of 22. It’s 330 pages long, which may give you some idea of what kind of kid she was. And I mean “kid.” Ages 12-14 take up more than 100 pages and reference 15 boys and 1 girl, though she didn’t have intercourse until the 11th or so boy. There are also drugs. Though I am a bit of a prude, I’m not judging. I love Mari’s clean drawing style. Many of the cels are white on black, without a lot of extraneous detail. Even when they are occasionally more intricate, you don’t feel unsettled looking at them.
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If you’re wondering what in the world prompted me to read this book, it’s because I have a newly single friend who hasn’t dated in a really long time and who can be a little...impulsive, and I wanted to get her to read it with me. I actually don’t have a huge problem with the book or its premise. If what you want is to get married, then this book might really help. Is it the height of feminist (not to mention queer or polyamorous) enlightenment to put so much importance on getting hitched? Not necessarily, but I do understand the desire to have a partner and be in a committed relationship. I’ll freely admit that that desire is strong in me.