Sixteen-year-old Callista Tanner was in the bathroom slitting her wrists the night her father took a fatal plunge down the stairs. People around her think she attempted suicide because she found him dead — or worse, because she had a guilty conscience. Few know the truth; Michael Tanner had been beating her for years.
The freedom that should have come with her father’s death becomes a cage of rumors and self-doubt. Callie seeks escape in the most destructive ways, bringing her emotional scars to the surface for the world to see.
One bright spot exists in Callie’s dark world.
Lincoln Devaux refuses to let Callie sink fully into the depths of her own depression, stepping into her life when she needs someone the most. She tries to push him away, but Link is determined to save Callie from herself. Even when she doesn’t think she’s worth saving.
Because I’m Disposable is one of those issue driven stories than pulls you in on the first page and spits you out at the other end. But only after pulling you through an emotional ride. (Don’t worry though, it’s a happy ending.) And boy, Rosie Somers sure knows how to make the reader feel Callie’s emotions.
Sixteen year-old Callie has just gained her freedom, somewhat, when her abusive father dies and it seems she doesn’t quite know what to do with it. Because I’m Disposable covers self harm, drugs, underage drinking, cutting school, and if all that wasn’t enough, death. But the way Sommers’ twists all of that into the plot, it doesn’t feel like too much. Lucky Callie has good guy Link to look out for her as she wades her way through all those troubled waters. And let me tell you, Link is one helluva good guy. He sticks by Callie through her disastrous choices and is a chivalrous knight in shining armour. I kind of want my own Link.
My only complaint about Because I’m Disposable is that in some scenes it was quite bloody — if it were a movie I would have been covering my eyes until the nasty bits were over. Also, at only 125 pages it’s a really fast read. I kind of wished there was more. I wanted to see more of Callie’s story and just how she started healing and overcoming her issues with the ever-perfect Link by her side. Seriously, is there a Link out there for me yet?
4.5 stars from me.
I really enjoyed Callie’s story. Read on for an interview with the author.
Rosie Somers is a YA author who lives in Florida, soaking up the year-round sunshine. She can often be found in her favorite spot on her favorite beach, nose-deep in a good book.
Thanks for joining us, Rosie. Because I’m Disposable covers some pretty heavy issues. Can you tell us a little about it?
Sure, in the book, the main character Callie, falls into a bit of a downward spiral. She ends up engaging in some behaviors and experiences that are new to her, but fit with her emotional state. She experiments with some substance abuse, and then in a more private form of experience-taking and emotional release, she cuts.
What made you want to write about these issues in particular?
The simple answer is that some of Callie’s experiences in Because I’m Disposable come from a very raw, very personal place. I never had an abusive father, but I had similar ways of coping with my own demons as a teen. I wanted to show the raw emotion surrounding these things from the perspective of the experiencer and show teens who might be dealing with it that they can choose to take that first step toward change. You don’t have to be strong, and you don’t have to be alone.
- Contemporary YA is really big right now. Why do you think that is?
I think it’s popular for a number of reasons, one being that teens want to read what they’re experiencing. But also, YA in general is bigger than it ever was before. I think teens are coming into their own as readers and really focusing on what they like. As the mother of an almost-teen (and as a proud YA reader), it’s exciting to see the growth of YA.
How about a few light questions after all those heavy ones. If you were locked in a cabin in the woods for 48 hours which of your characters do you want with you?
I would absolutely want Link with me. Well, an older Link. He was so much fun to write. Link as a character is loosely based on a few boys I knew in high school and my husband. Girls, don’t settle for boys who don’t treat you like a rare treasure. There are really guys like that out there!
If you could be best friends with one of your characters, who would it be?
Honestly, I would probably be best friends with Corri. She doesn’t spend much time in the forefront of Callie’s story, but in real life, I’m particularly drawn to people with her type of sunny disposition.
Who is your favorite author and what is it that really strikes you about their work?
I have a handful of favorite authors, but my list is actually topped by an adult author: Jodi Picoult. She lays out these vivid stories and draws the reader in with colorful imagery and beautiful alliteration. Not to mention that the emotion she infuses into her work will stick with you long after you’ve finished the book.
Can you share a little of Because You’re Disposable with us?
Sure, here’s a short, exclusive, excerpt, Link and Callie’s first kiss:
Slowly, so heartbreakingly slowly, I moved my head away from his chest and trailed my gaze across his shirt, up his neck. I snuck a glance at his slightly-parted lips before finally looking him in the eye. His normally bright green eyes reflected pale, almost iridescent in the soft light of the television. His lids shuttered halfway, and he broke eye contact to stare at my lips, then licked his own.
He was going to kiss me. The realization struck me hard, and I would have sworn the room spun for a second before everything came into sharp focus: his eyes closing, his soft inhale, the way the corners of his lips curved—a hint of a nervous smile.
Was I supposed to close my eyes—that’s what people did when they kissed right? Our lips connected. I clenched my eyelids shut, and my lips parted on a tiny gasp. His kiss was delicate, brushing over me, light as air. For the longest time, he didn’t move, just stayed there like he was waiting for me to do something. Maybe he was.
I darted my tongue out to dance across his lower lip. Then, his hand was in my hair, and his mouth was hot on mine, pressing insistently. Link’s tongue stole into my mouth to tangle with my own.
I wasn’t sure how to respond, how to kiss him back. Where should I put my hands? Was my breath okay? I set my hands against his chest and hoped my breath was up to par. Link’s kiss was smooth, like he’d been practicing his entire life. Had he?
He broke the kiss to suck in a shaky breath and pressed his forehead to mine. “Callista,” he whispered against my mouth.
“Hmm?” I didn’t trust my voice enough to speak.
Link pulled away enough to scorch me with a heated look. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”
Oh Link… see guys; Swoon worthy.
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