it spins and looks pretty, and you keep on watching ... but there's no climax, there's no bang, there's no spark.
The book simplifies eating disorders to a disgusting point. Blythe decides to lose weight and bang, suddenly she's 95lbs! There is not a single complaint of hunger, of pain, of hair loss, of dizziness, of shaking, of being permanently cold, of not being able to concentrate. No, Blythe is a normal teenager, she's just shockingly thin. Then she suddenly blacks out a little and gets terrified, though realistically far worse things would have happened by now, and she asks her god to help her. Then she faints, and really freaks out, then her god some how manages to touch her and bang, she's better.
Disappointing. For a more accurate, realistic look on eating disorders, read Wasted by Marya Hornbacher. Nothing will ever top it.