|Title: Happy Birthday To Me|
|Author: Brian Rowe|
|Series: Book 1 of the Birthday trilogy|
Seventeen-year-old Cameron Martin has a huge problem: he’s aging a whole year of his life with each passing day!
High school is hard enough; imagine rapidly aging from seventeen to seventy in a matter of weeks, with no logical explanation, and with prom, graduation, and the state championship basketball game all on the horizon. That’s what happens to Cameron, a popular pretty boy who’s never had to face a day looking anything but perfect.
All Cameron wants to do is go back to normal, but no one, not even the best doctors, can diagnose his condition. When he finds love with a mysterious young woman, however, he realizes his only hope for survival might be with the one person who started his condition in the first place…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME intrigued me. Its premise was unique, and exactly what someone in their prime or youth would fear: growing old. Rowe took it one step further, and increased this fear by accelerating the symptoms by up to a year per day.
Cameron, the narrator here seems to have it all, and by design he’s shallow, though seemingly mature enough to know that he’s being shallow. The story was engaging, and I could feel Cameron’s pain, both emotional and physical, as he counted down the days he had left.
There was more telling at times, and I couldn’t feel the relationship between him and Liesel growing. They were thrust together and they did have a lot of chemistry, despite Liesel being by far the most interesting and charismatic character in the book.
There were a few stilted dialogue, and that contributed to the surreal tone of the book. I enjoyed the relationship in Cameron’s family, their support as he reached their age, and soon old enough to be his parents’ parents. His father’s change of mind was odd and out of character, but I didn’t know much about him, so I didn’t really care. My favourite character has to be Cameron’s sister, the one person he seems to be most emotionally distant from. She has the least interactions with him, but she had presence, and was the conscience of the book.
I was disappointed by the book, because I expected to care more about the characters and what happened, but I didn’t.