
Readers - particularly millennial ones - will connect with April May (and, trust me, her cheesetacular name will only bother you for a little bit). In the end, this novel ended up feeling more like a communal story - Like a really modern, thoroughly tech-infused, folk take, told ‘round the fire - than a stuffy, artificially important novel. He took liberties with form and point-of-view and style. Unlike so many hindered-by-the-rules writers, Green seemed more willing to take risks. The plot was fresh and erudite and actually incredibly important.Īny voracious reader will likely be able to tell that Hank Green isn’t a trained writer.īut, in this case, this lack of formal training appeared to work to his advantage. However, I can sum this book up in one - okay, give me two - words. Now, if you’ve read literally any of my reviews before this, you most certainly know that succinct isn’t really my style. In fact, the same statue appeared, seemingly out of thin air, in major cities around the globe.Īnd, much to April’s initial delight but ultimate dismay, her hastily uploaded YouTube video was the first Carl-related online footprint, which puts her right in the center of this intriguing mystery.Īs April works with the rest of humanity to uncover the truth of the Carls- in a way that would have basically been impossible in 1982 - she doesn’t just learn more about the statues, she also discovers who she truly is and what, ultimately, is important to her. Nor was the New York Carl the only statue of this type.

Intrigued, she does what any good millennial would do - calls her friend Andy and asks him to come and help her make a YouTube video starring this creepy ass statue and co-starring her.īut when April May wakes up unfashionably late the next day, she finds that her simple decision has turned her world upside down.Īs it would turn out, this statue - which she nicknamed Carl - wasn’t some uber-expensive display of modern art.


The hyper-connected world in which we live.Īs the novel opens, we are introduced to a seemingly generic millennial with a dedicated memorable name, April May.įresh out of college, April is slaving away at some dot-com start-up in New York City.Īs she leaves her indentured servitude of a job at 3 am, she runs into a mysterious statue - which she logically assumes is some elaborate art installation. This novel, the first by Hank Green, was, ultimately:
