Review of Someone I Used to Know, Blog Tour, Excerpt, and Giveaway!

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Someone I Used to Know by [Blount, Patty]

 

Someone I Used to Know

Patty Blount

Sourcebooks Fire

August 7, 2018


BlurbFrom the award-winning author of Some Boys comes an unflinching examination of rape culture that delves into a family torn apart by sexual assault.

It’s been two years since the night that changed Ashley’s life. Two years since she was raped by her brother’s teammate. And a year since she sat in a court and watched as he was given a slap on the wrist sentence. But the years have done nothing to stop the pain.

It’s been two years of hell for Derek. His family is totally messed up and he and his sister are barely speaking. He knows he handled it all wrong. Now at college, he has to come to terms with what happened, and the rape culture that he was inadvertently a part of that destroyed his sister’s life.

When it all comes to a head at Thanksgiving, Derek and Ashley have to decide if their relationship is able to be saved. And if their family can ever be whole again.


SASCHA DARLINGTON’S REVIEW

If I had not experienced Fredrik Backman’s Beartown last summer, I could have conceivably been more affected by Patty Blount’s Someone I Used to Know than I was. Both deal with the glamorizing of youth sports–hockey in Beartown and American football in Someone I Used to Know–and the aftermath when one of the male sports heroes rapes a young woman. And, both deal with the fallout, much of which distastefully points at the young woman, not as a victim, but as someone who has caused issues with the great sport and its heroes.

Although Backman’s novel is literary fiction and Blount’s is YA, Backman uses finesse to guide his story while Blount uses a hammer.

Someone I Used to Know focuses on Ashley, the rape victim, and Derek, her brother and a member of the football team, as well as their family and friends. The novel is quick to point out that when a person is raped, it’s not only the victim that’s affected, but everyone in the victim’s circle.

In a format that I didn’t particularly find appealing, mainly because it became ungainly, the reader is given flashbacks from different stages in Ashley and Derek’s lives as well as where they are currently. I felt some of these sequences, while providing a whole picture, could have been edited down and some edited out. Considering the nature of the topic and the author’s choice to hammer the reader with so much information regarding rape, the statistics, and so many facts, I reached a point of saturation, which made it frequently difficult to continue reading, especially since I did not believe the novel could hold any surprises for me.

Some of the dialogue verged on preaching and felt forced and unbelievable, which intensified the feeling of being hammered at. As well, some of the scenes felt overwrought and melodramatic, especially some of Derek’s scenes when he is pretty much forced to come to terms with how he has treated girls in the past.

However, I know that as a reader, I frequently believe in the less is more school, and I know that what I find over-the-top might satisfy many readers. Also, if you’ve not experienced the delicate way in Fredrik Backman handles an extremely similar story, you will probably be fired up over Someone I Used to Know. And that is a good thing.

Rape and the objectification of girls and women is unfortunately nothing new. However, one can but hope that novels like these, and the movements described in Someone I Used to Know will further enlighten readers.

I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.


rating: 3-and-half

3 butterflies and a ladybug out of 5 butterflies


-EXCERPT-

Copyright© 2018 Someone I Used To Know

Patty Blount

This novel is a companion story to my award-winning SOME BOYS. In this scene, Ian Russell, one of the main characters in Some Boys, meets Derek Lawrence in SOMEONE I USED TO KNOW.

~*~

Derek

A knot forms in my gut, a thick and oily clot of guilt. I sink on to the first bench I spot, clutching my middle and trying like hell not to puke. Damn it, I wish to hell I’d beaten the snot out of Victor Patton.

Came close to it.

“Hey, man.”

I twitch and find some guy sitting beside me. No idea where he came from. He’s older than I am, but not by much. Mid-twenties, maybe? Dark hair, dark eyes, some serious muscle.

I nod and shift away, willing my stomach to settle down.

“I’m gonna say something to you,” the guy says. “And you can tell me to buzz off, or you can listen. I see you sitting here, green around the gills, gripping one of those rally flyers, and see a look on your face I know well.”

I shift back to study him. He meets my gaze without flinching, and there’s something in his tone that tells me he’s not kidding.

“Somebody you love got assaulted,” he says, and before I can say anything—before I can even think of something to say—he adds, “Me too.”

I stare at him in disbelief. Are we supposed to do some kind of male bonding over rape…some sort of weird bro hug and then share our feelings? That kink in my gut unclenches, and my breakfast comes up and out. I manage to turn away before I ruin this guy’s day and spew into the bushes behind the bench. It takes a few minutes. When I’m finally empty and want to crawl into the gutter to die, the guy shoves a bottle of water into my field of vision.

“Take it. Keep it.”

Grateful, I crack the seal, chug, and rinse out my mouth. Then I take a nice gulp, sit back on the bench, and wipe my mouth. “Thanks,” I offer a few minutes later, when I’m sure I’m not dying.

“Yeah, no big.”

There’s a long pause. “Girlfriend?” he asks after a minute. And it takes me another minute to figure out he’s asking who I know that got raped. I shake my head.

“Sister.”

“Oh, man. I’m sorry.”

I only nod. What else is there to say? In silence, we watch the perky girl with the clipboard chase down two guys on Rollerblades to sign up for the rally.

He snorts out a laugh. “That girl has some serious fun attitude.”

I laugh, too. “That’s an oxymoron, no?”

Shrugging, he says, “Maybe. Never could keep those lit terms straight.”

That makes me wonder about him. “You’re not a student?”

“No,” he admits. “I graduated a few years ago. Degree in engineering. I work in the city now.”

“So what are you doing here?”

He sighs and looks back to the quad where Perky Girl’s got another pair of guys on the hook for rally duty. “Over there. Under the Rock Stock tent. Black boots.”

I scan the area, find the tent, and see a bunch of people under it. But the black boots do it for me. The girl is hot, like off-the- charts hot. Long wild hair, dark sunglasses, jeans, and a black shirt that’s held together with a series of metal rings. She looks like the lead singer from some hard rock band.

“Oh! I’m sorry. Was she—”

“Yeah. Back in high school. By my friend. At a party she only went to because she hoped I’d be there.”

“I’m sorry.” I sigh.

“I came over here to talk to you because you looked like— well, like a guy about to puke.”

My face gets hot. I swallow another gulp of water and look away. But I can’t deny I’m curious. “How do you…” Deal with it? Avoid killing the guy who did it? I wave my hand, trying to fill in that blank but coming up empty.

He angles his head, studying me. “Get over my guilt?”

Okay. That works, too.

He takes another look at the girl in the black boots and shrugs.

“Still working on it. Being here is part of it. She’s doing the keynote speech at the rally. Took me a while, but I finally figured out that therapy’s not so bad, either.”

My parents wanted us all to go to therapy, but I said no way. Maybe that was a mistake. “Can I ask you something?”

The guy nods.

I swallow more water. “You ever say something you can’t take back? Something that made her hate you.”

He grins and rolls his eyes. “God, yes. I can’t watch a Star Wars movie without wanting to kick my own ass.”

“Huh?”

He waves a hand. “Long story. I was a real dick to her, embarrassing her in front of my friends so they wouldn’t turn on me. She forgave me. Somewhere along the line, I figured out how to forgive myself so I could be the man she deserves.”

Forgive myself. That’s exactly what Brittany said. I consider that for a couple of minutes and then shake my head. “I gotta go.” I stand up. “Thanks for the water and for—” I wave a hand. “You know.”

“Yeah. No problem. Hope we see you at the rally. Trust me, she’s something.” He jerks a thumb toward the girl in the black boots, and I don’t doubt him for a second.

“Yeah. Maybe.”

He extends a hand. “Ian.”

I shake it. “Derek,” I say. “Thanks again.”

“Here.” He fishes through his pockets and comes out with a business card. “My cell number. I can help. If you want.”

I take off, tucking the card into my pocket along with the blue-and-white flyer. I don’t even know why I’m keeping them. It’s not like there’s any way Ashley’s gonna forgive me. I’m not even sure I can forgive myself. I’ll never be the hero again in her eyes.

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About Patty Blount:

Patty Blount grew up quiet and somewhat invisible in Queens, NY, but found her voice writing smart and strong characters willing to fight for what’s right. Today, she’s the award-winning author of edgy, realistic, gut-wrenching contemporary and young adult romance. Still a bit introverted, she gets lost often, eats way too much chocolate, and tends to develop mad, passionate crushes on fictional characters…and actors like Gilles Marini….and Sam Heughan. Okay, so Patty’s not nearly as cool as her characters, but she is a solid supporter of women’s rights and loves delivering school presentations.

 

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6 thoughts on “Review of Someone I Used to Know, Blog Tour, Excerpt, and Giveaway!

    • Thank you!
      I actually replied to this earlier, but wonder if the WP reader ATE it! 🙂
      When you read the book I hope you let me know what you think!
      Also, I’d if you haven’t read Beartown, you might want to add it to your TBR. It’s brilliant and the subject matter is so very similar.

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      • I will definitely let you know! I have looked at Beartown several times but haven’t been able to decide, but I think I will check it out 🙂

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