And she’s got a social collective that can soften the blows of even the most uncomfortable teenage mistakes. A girl on the brink of the terrors of high school who probably might not even encounter those social nightmares as anything of the kind. Her static drawings are animated and I wish I could draw half so well.Īnother of Drama's excellencies is Telgemeier’s choice of protagonist.
She’s a champ as a cartoonist, conveying story dynamically through expressions, posture, and action. I love her drawing and her character designs. A lot of good books boast great art and strong stylistic direction, but few can tout the happy exuberance of Telgemeier’s work. They’re actually enjoyable and give life to the experience of reading her works. The clean, organic lines and strong colour choices that sell her stories are completely fluid. When you open one of her books, you know it’s her. Part of why I’m torn on Drama is that Telgemeier has developed a tremendously likable and predictable style. Over the laws of light / Over the moon by midnight / Let’s do it all this time
In any case, let’s not labour overly hard on how bad I feel. And a bit like one of Raina Telgemeier’s characters in this book. I feel a bit embarrassed and a bit awkward. This pile of well-regard leaves me troubled when I finish a book that peer pressure suggests I adore, but it just doesn’t come together for me. I don’t know either one but by their creations they strike me as Worthwhile People. Also, it helps that I imagine I like both Lemire ( Underwater Welder's creator) and Telgemeier.
I think it has to do with both a) having deep wells of respect for the creator and b) having appreciated their previous work. I don’t usually feel a little bit bad for not appreciating a book so well as nearly everyone else, but it does happen. Which made me feel strange about my staunch ambivalence for the work. In the realm of young adult graphic lit, it’s been a good year for Drama. Publishers Weekly, Washington Post, New York Times. Raina Telgemeier’s Drama has been reaping a handy collection of end of the year awards, both physical (I presume) and abstract (crafted of the finest internet points!). Turning my heart over and over / I never wanted to say goodbye Looking back over my shoulder / I can see that look in your eye
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