I had read Traci L. Jones’ first book, Standing Against the Wind, and LOVED it, so my expectations were maybe a little too high for Finding My Place. I liked it, but I didn’t love it. Tiphanie didn’t ring true for me somehow. Maybe it was because the book was set in 1975 but Tiphanie had 2010 attitudes. Maybe it was the dependence on stereotypical characters like the former beauty queen abusive alcoholic mother or the racist redneck son of the trailer park owner. Maybe it was the jarring use of words that described the dialogue; for example, sometimes I’d read “Tiphanie snapped,” and it would knock me out of the story because it didn’t seem like it would be something that she would be saying snappishly. Whatever it was, I was somewhat disappointed in this novel that I was expecting to love.
Recommended for gr. 6-9.