A bright, poignant, and deeply funny autobiographical account of coming of age as an amputee cancer survivor, from Josh Sundquist: Paralympic ski racer, YouTube star, and motivational speaker.
Josh Sundquist only ever had one girlfriend.
For twenty-three hours.
In eighth grade.
Why was Josh still single? To find out, he tracked down the girls he had tried to date and asked them straight up: What went wrong?
The results of Josh’s semiscientific, wholly hilarious investigation are captured here. From a disastrous Putt-Putt date involving a backward prosthetic foot, to his introduction to CFD (Close Fast Dancing), to a misguided “grand gesture” at a Miss America pageant, this story is about looking for love–or at least a girlfriend–in all the wrong places.
The book started really funny and hilarious. I don’t mostly read memoirs but I found this to be really interesting. The book is about Josh looking for his “exes”, asking them why they never worked out.
The book is so genuine and realistic but it was repetitive, which made me a bit bored of it. Yes, there were silly graphs and footnotes throughout the book which made me laugh but the story itself made me want to stop reading. The graphs mostly made me look forward to reading until the end. The graphs were pretty much informative to be honest, and very real when you come to think of it. Haha!
“Once that girl you had a crush on is married, it’s time to admit defeat. She chose. Forever. Without you.”
The book was targeted to YA audience but I think it’s more appropriate to a higher level of age range since this book was basically comprised of flashbacks presented in different parts. I loved the hypothesis part though. It’s really hilarious.
The exes were 6 different girls, which had their own parts in the book. This almost reminded me of John Green’s An Abundance of Katherines, except his exes weren’t called Katherines.
Overall, this was a good read. Although, I’m a bit disappointed, I think some people will still enjoy this one. There’s some parts that’ll bring inspiration to readers.
“Being an amputee doesn’t make me a fraction of a person. The whole is greater that the sum of it’s parts. I am whole just the way I am.”