Clementine has always felt like the villain of his story. While he’s in school, his teachers won’t call him by the right name (even though Clementine is a boy’s name, if a boy has it), his classmates tease him about his obsessive love for spiders, and he’s the only one who can see the floating faces that haunt the surrounding woods. |
Noah Corey crafts an intense, grounded story that gazes unabashedly at the people our society labels as monsters, without providing an easy out that sidelines the very real cost of this marginalization. This book is at once a warm hug and a battle cry to every middle schooler who feels too weird, too queer, or too misunderstood for the world they’re being raised in.
The magic of this book is fantastic—there’s a distinct sense of unreality that permeates the story, merging what’s real and what’s improbable to create a compelling atmosphere. It truly reads like a dream, and that’s part of what makes the emotional intensity so palpable: the movement from escapism to fact, from freedom to oppression, is vibrant and deeply resonant.
I really appreciated the characters in this story. Clementine, Beetle, Cricket, and Anise are well-drawn and unique personalities, as well-articulated by their conflicts as their genuine care for one another. The interplay each of them grapples with between hero and villain forms a strong emotional thread.
I recommend Clementine H. Hopeful Is Not a Hero to middle schoolers who so badly want to imagine another way of moving through the world.
Thank you to NetGalley and the publisher for providing an e-ARC in exchange for an honest review! All opinions are my own.
Book description credited to the publisher.












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