The Friday 56: Tyler Johnson Was Here

Hello, Readers!

Last week, I finished Tyler Johnson Was Here by Jay Coles. I haven’t written a review yet, so I thought I’d preface that review with Book Beginnings and a Friday 56.

bb-buttonBook Beginnings is hosted by Rose City Reader and features the beginnings of books. Here’s the beginning of Tyler Johnson Was Here:

Here’s what goes down:

It’s just the four of us. My best friends Ivy and Guillermo (G-Mo), my brother Tyler, and me. We’re just strolling through the aisles of a corner convenience store, rapping aloud to my favorite Kendrick Lamar song, “Feel,” taking turns rapping verses out loud.

My first thought when I read this was this: Coles is going to hit us with shenanigans right out of the gate. I knew that Tyler was going to be killed before I started reading the book, but I didn’t know we wouldn’t get to know him first.

That turned out to be slightly inaccurate, which I was happy about, though I will say that we get to know him better as Marvin (the narrator) tries to figure out what happened to him as we progress through the novel.

friday-56The Friday 56 is a meme hosted by Freda at Freda’s Voice. You wander toward page 56 or to 56% and share what you find there. Here’s what’s on page 56 of Tyler Johnson Was Here:

I walk by Tyler’s room. He’s sitting on the edge of his twin-sized bed, his eyes cold and brown, and drained, like coffee stains. He gives me one slow nod, and I walk inside and sit next to him on the bed, looking around like I’ve just stepped inside Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium. His hideout is a graffiti mural plastered in posters and sports cards.

I think this passage sets up the difference between Tyler and Marvin nicely. We learn at the beginning that Marvin and his friends are nerdy and that Tyler is not.

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