This was so strange and great, and so surprising.
I found this book because Chelsea Cain is now writing very gory sounding thrillers, which are getting great reviews- Sweetheart, and Heartsick, which are being so widely praised that I was curious about the author. I know they'll be too beastly for me to read- anything with a character that gets compared to Hannibal Lecter is out of my flavor, but still, I thought I'd try to see where this Chelsea Cain came from.
Imagine my surprise when this popped up.
In this ridiculously well done piece of wierdness, Nancy Drew is a real person, still angry at her old college roommate Carolyn Keene for stealing and distorting Nancy's stories about her teen sleuth experiences. She marries Ned Nickerson, but always has a burning flame for hunky Frank Hardy. Bess is so traumatized by Carolyn's always calling her plump that she's anorexic, and George has a great roommate, V., who enjoys herbal tea.
Cherry Ames and Vicky Barr are there, and Flossie Bobbsey is an international birth control advocate. Encyclopedia Brown is pudgy, middle aged, and wears bright swimshorts. It was all hallucinatory and wonderful.
One of the strangest things I've ever read, but so much fun.
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