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Fangirl

Cath, a high school senior, is deeply immersed in the world of fan fiction, writing stories inspired by her favorite books and TV shows. As she navigates the challenges of adolescence, including the end of her friendship with her sister, Cath finds solace in her writing. The novel explores the intricate relationships between fans and their favorite works, the impact of online communities, and the search for personal identity. more

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Rainbow Rowell
Rainbow Rowell

Rainbow Rowell (born 1973) is a bestselling American author known for her works in young adult and adult fiction. Her notable novels include 'Eleanor & Park,' 'Fangirl,' and 'Carry On,' which are praised for their emotional depth, relatable characters, and clever integration of pop culture. Rowell's stories often explore themes of adolescence, love, family, and identity, with a warm and humorous writing style. She was born in Omaha, Nebraska, and worked as a newspaper columnist before turning to fiction. Her books have appeared on The New York Times bestseller list and have been translated into multiple languages, earning her a global fanbase. Rowell also writes comics and screenplays, showcasing her versatility as a storyteller. more

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