My Problem with Shouting at the Rain
This past month, I’ve read a few books, all of them being
disappointing, unfortunately. I wasn’t exactly sure why I disliked them, I just
knew that there was something about each of them that left me unmoved and
bored. However, after some retrospection, I found the sources of my
dissatisfaction with one of the books, which was called Shouting at the
Rain.
Shouting at the Rain follows a girl named Delsie,
and her life on Cape Cod. She lives with her grandmother, and has no
recollection of either of her parents, as they left her when she was young.
Delsie not knowing who her parents are becomes a main theme in the story and
remains as one of Delsie’s biggest focuses in her life. What seems to be the
main conflict of the book besides Delsie’s parentage is her summer best friend
dumping her for a new friend named Tressa. For the majority of the book, Delsie
tries to deal with one of her only friends growing up and no longer being
interested in her. While she suffers through her loneliness, she meets a boy
named Ronan, who has just moved to Cape Cod. At first, he appears disrespectful
and snarky, but after he stands up to Tressa and Brandy for Delsie, she begins
to see his true character and why he hides behind a cold mask. The two of them
become close friends and bond over their issues with their parents and feeling
broken inside. Throughout the book, Delsie goes through a journey of
understanding why her parents left her, coming to terms with being an orphan,
and being content without Brandy as a friend. Along the way, Delsie strengthens
her relationships with her community and neighbors, and helps others become at
peace with themselves.
On the surface, this seems to be an inspiring book full
of good messages for teenagers. However, when I read it, I felt like I was
reading the script for an inspirational video or somebody’s 5th grade emo
poetry. (I’m not trying to drag either of those things, I’m just saying they
have their own place, and that place is not in a full-length book for young
adults.) It felt like I was just being preached at by the author for the entire
book, without getting to see any real substance or development to the
characters. An example of this is in the first chapter, where one of Delsie’s
friends that we barely see again for the rest of the book asks her what it’s
like to be an orphan. Delsie has a huge identity crisis and resolves to find
out who her mother was, thus setting off the plot of the book. My problem with
this scene is not the material itself, it’s the placement and delivery of it
that bother me. It could be compelling to set off the main character on a
journey to find their past, if the reader knows why it matters to them and why
they’ve suddenly decided to do it. However, as a reader, I just can’t find the
motivation to care about a character that I’ve known for one sentence and their
dilemmas, especially if it’s the only thing I know about them. I have no
connection to this character, therefore it’s hard to have empathy for them,
since they haven’t come to life yet. If the premise of the story is
uninteresting to the reader, it makes it much harder for the rest of the story
to be compelling.
Secondly, it doesn’t make sense that Delsie’s friend who has known
her for many years would abruptly ask her this question, and Delsie’s reaction
to the question is even more confusing. I find it hard to believe that during Delsie’s
entire childhood and teenage years, she had not been asked once about being an
orphan, or she had not thought about who her parents were before. It just
doesn’t add up, and in my mind, it just seems like a sloppy way to let the
author start talking about positive messages through her undeveloped
characters. This theme of using out of place questions or actions from
characters to discuss darker topics continues throughout the whole book, and
for me, it ruined any connection I had to the characters or the plot, leaving
me disinterested and unsatisfied. I personally would not recommend this book.
-Clara
Nice review! I liked how you discussed the Shouting at the Rain's shortcomings, with its sappy voice and preachy writing. Many books often cross the line from poignant and moving to cheesy, and it seems Shouting at the Rain definitely did. I also know and definitely relate to the feeling of being dissatisfied by books for no clear reason. I think the "orphan protagonist" is often overused, and it can be hard to do it right. I'll keep your review in mind next time I come across this book!
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