On the one hand, you have to be ready for the format of this book. It is indeed a blog, with all the unevenness, brevity, and extemporaneity that this implies, especially when it comes from a teenager. On the other hand, this is a remarkable, personal account of the very human effects of war. Hadiya (the author) is in many ways so "normal," concerned with school, friends, her family, and watching the same t.v. shows as Americans. And yet her life is marked by explosions that shatter her windows, electricity that is off more often than not, thus impeding her studies, and by deaths of her family members and friends' relations. One salient point of this narrative is that, regardless of the large-scale politics and military tactics involved, the bottom line is that life is terribly interrupted and derogated for millions of people just trying to carry on with their lives.
Hadiya is quite an insightful and humorous writer, which makes the book enjoyable. She will mock herself and be playful in her posts. But also, her black humor indicates the very bleak conditions that never become quite normal for her. When her sister reads a book about time travel and says that she wants to live in the future, Hadiya writes, "Why would anyone want to live in the future since everything is only going to get worse?" (p. 158). One post she signs, "Your lost friend from where Iraq once was" (p. 137). Often, the political analysis that comes from a teenager is remarkable: "If it is getting better, then why don't we have water and oil while we live in a country of oil and we have two great rivers, the Tigris and the Euphrates? We are in the third year of the war. Three years and the war does not end. So when you want to help the Iraqi people. don't send your cousins and sons to fight because they fight us not for us" (p. 74).
In sum, this book is well worth reading as a first-hand narrative of the effects of the Iraqi war upon those who have the war in their backyards and have not the luxury of distance.