I was excited to discover a book about roller derby, I thought it would offer a peek into an interesting subculture.
But, I found the first half of the book was about a woman who whined incessantly about her ex-husband. I couldn't wait to get to the part when the character would predictably discover roller derby and become transformed.
When we finally get there, we endure page after page of the same character whining about all the bruises she got from skating. She simply substituted emotional pain with physical pain, and one bad relationship with another.
The book kept me entertained for a weekend, but it lacked substance, interest, and was mostly just depressing. The book would have been better if it had more deeply explored the skating culture, and/or we saw greater character transformation.