This is one of the best YA books I’ve read in a while–and it didn’t even have any magical creatures or impossible romance. A simple story of growing up in the early 1970’s, Wild Girls tells the story of ‘Fox’ and “Newt’–names they’ve made up for themselves–two girls who find a shared love and shared strength in story telling. They eventually are able to come to terms with their lives and all of the crazy things going on around then through their writing. This is an excellent story that highlights the somewhat magical power of writing to help one cope with the reality of day to day life. I cried several times while reading this, not because it was sad, but because it was beautiful.