I loved Picture Me Gone…but it also kinda
bugged me. I’ll tell you more—coming up next. Sometimes, when you stumble upon a book that
offers a good, page-turning plot, there’s not a lot of character development. And sometimes,
when you find a book that features wonderful, nuanced characters, there isn’t a lot of
plot. Picture Me Gone manages to have both. This
was a book I couldn’t put down, due to its central mystery, but it also offers up a cast
of characters that are interesting, and flawed, and completely compelling. All you really need to know about the story
is this: 12-year-old main character Mila is visiting the US from the UK, joining her father
on a search for his missing best friend. Think road trips, snowstorms, and surprises (both
good and bad) around every corner. As coming-of-age stories go, this was very
well done. Many of Mila’s realizations about adulthood, and life, are deftly-drawn and
poignant. What bugged me was that Mila did not make a believable pre-teen, and some of
her related philosophical musings struck me as both impenetrable and overly-intellectual.
Not a deal-breaker, just not quite a perfect book.