From Goodreads: When it comes to relationships, Colin Singleton’s type is girls named Katherine. And when it comes to girls named Katherine, Colin is always getting dumped. Nineteen times, to be exact. On a road trip miles from home, this anagram-happy, washed-up child prodigy has ten thousand dollars in his pocket, a bloodthirsty feral hog on his trail, and an overweight, Judge Judy-loving best friend riding shotgun but no Katherines. Colin is on a mission to prove The Theorem of Underlying Katherine Predictability, which he hopes will predict the future of any relationship, avenge Dumpees everywhere, and finally win him the girl. Love, friendship, and a dead Austro-Hungarian archduke add up to surprising and heart-changing conclusions in this ingeniously layered comic novel about reinventing oneself by Printz medalist John Green, acclaimed author of Looking for Alaska.
Why it’s my type: In the slightly altered but still immortal words of Martina McBride: This one’s for the boys. Boys of the world, if you’ve ever been a man scorned, a Dumpee as Colin says, this one’s for you. If you love inappropriate humor, like the funniest fat jokes you’ve ever heard in your life, this one’s for you. If you can relate to the idea of trying to figure out the world and your place in it mathematically, rationally, then this one’s for you. And if even though you relish in those aforementioned fat jokes, you still secretly don’t mind when you learn something here or there about yourself, this one’s for you too. But girls of the world do not be disheartened; I’m with you and I loved every second of this story. Maybe I should rephrase my opening statement: This one’s for the boys and the girls.
Recommendation: It’s hysterical, clever, and contains some of the best dialogue I’ve ever read and the best characters I’ve ever met. This is my first meeting with him, but I’ve quickly learned you’d be remiss not to acquaint yourself with John Green.
Standout Script: I really don’t want to spoil too many of the laugh-out-loud moments in this book, but here is a small one.
“Mr. Harbish grunted in agreement, then turned to Hassan. ‘You need to learn the value of not watching that awful Judge Judy, for starters. If you call me in a week and have a job, you can stay wherever you want as long as you want, as far as I’m concerned.’ . . ‘What a d*ck,’ Hassan said once they were safely inside the Hearse. ‘It’s one thing to accuse me of laziness. But to malign the good name of America’s greatest television judge–that’s below the belt.'”
Published: 2006 by Dutton Juvenille.