I feel really sorry for the next book that I read. I don't know how you follow up to a book that just hit all the right notes.
I'd heard about AttachmeI feel really sorry for the next book that I read. I don't know how you follow up to a book that just hit all the right notes.
I'd heard about Attachments from two of my lovely blogger friends (Alea & Sarah) last year, who'd raved about this here little book. I hadn't read an epistolary novel since required reading back in my high school days, but their reviews got me really excited to read it, that's for sure. But I thought to myself, "Hmm, this sounds interesting. A story told through emails? A boy? A girl? Some romance? Sounds neat. I'll give it a go."
This here little book has so much more depth than romance told through bits and bytes. In fact, yes, there is romance involved, but not in the traditional sense. It won't set your ovaries ablaze with a description of a muscled, chiseled sexpot alpha male. It's a story that involves a colorful, well-formed set of characters that will make you both laugh and cry. Seriously, each little character holds his or her own, the kind of characters that don't get tagged as secondary or there for plot development. You have the entire gamut of snarky dialogue to well-meaning judgmental mothers to nerdy D&D friends to keep you entertained and pondering.
The novel is written in two ways: a) emails exchanged between two girlfriends and b) third person POV from Lincoln, the IT guy who's hired to read their flagged work emails. My favorite part about this book was Beth and Jennifer. Everything they said to each other. This is what best friendship should be about, folks. Perhaps it's because I've experienced friendships like this one, or because I've experienced things both women talk about and go through first or second-hand, made this book that much more near and dear to my heart.
I'm so glad that I went ahead and ordered Eleanor & Park, her sophomore novel. I will read anything this woman writes.
Thank you Sarah & Alea for introducing me to such a great author....more
I won't write a fully fleshed review about this one, but I *can* say that there are very few books that have made me cry before this one. Having readI won't write a fully fleshed review about this one, but I *can* say that there are very few books that have made me cry before this one. Having read Shiver, I was familiar with Stiefvater's gorgeous writing, but this one managed to pull my heart through yet another myriad of emotions. It's the kind of book that tenses you up in 30 different ways, and you don't question why or how, because you're too busy flipping pages and wondering why you can't read in your sleep.
And after 396 pages, it was Finn that made the tears come. "Forty-five to one."
Then they came again, with the last line of the book.
I had a little problem with this cover when I was first recommended this book. (I'm kind of a pretentious cover snob) I didn't have a problem with theI had a little problem with this cover when I was first recommended this book. (I'm kind of a pretentious cover snob) I didn't have a problem with the stubbly chin or the eyebrow bar. It just seemed way too sensual for its blurb. It was kinda like Dude was saying (in a sultry baritone), "Hey girl. I like you so much I'mma gonna to eat your forehead." And as Girl was slyly looking away, "Heehee. You're so funny, you Bad Boy, you."
Anyway, so I wasn't a fan.
But OMG, Jennifer Echols, you are an amazing writer. It was like your publishing company teased me with that weird cover, just so they could let you smack me in the face with this story of your blue-haired protagonist. Did you go to the school for Angsty Teen Writing? Graduate with a degree in Heated Conversation? Volunteer on weekends for the Society for Realistic Dialogue?
After tearing through this book, I realized that there are very few scenes drawn that don't involve both Meg and John. You'd think you'd want the protag to at least be by herself lost in her thoughts to show a little bit of development, some required thinking, a little bit of self-analyzing.
Oh, but no, I kept wanting to read Echols throw them together in scenes, and could not get enough of this pair. Their banter, her rebellion, his quiet discontent, her moments of self-deprecating humor, his intensity focused almost solely on That One Bridge.
Easily now one of my top ten favorite YA books of all time....more
You don't have to be a fan of Pixar or Disney to read this book. You just have to love art. Of course, I can't imagine someone besides a Pixar fan picYou don't have to be a fan of Pixar or Disney to read this book. You just have to love art. Of course, I can't imagine someone besides a Pixar fan picking up this book. The foreword and the few pages of copy are more than worth the half hour or so it takes to read them. The color scripts are just gorgeous, but like I said, the actual copy is a must-read....more
To call this book charming, endearing or uplifting just doesn't feel right. The words aren't STRONG enough. Also, to simply say this is a "beautiful lTo call this book charming, endearing or uplifting just doesn't feel right. The words aren't STRONG enough. Also, to simply say this is a "beautiful little book" just doesn't feel like I'm doing this book justice, either. This isn't the kind of novel that has you flipping pages because it's plot-driven and every short chapter ends on a mini cliffhanger. Reading about life from the perspective of several different kids that focus on one remarkable little boy made me curious to know which side of the story I'd read next.
If I were to gush about a character other than Auggie, it'd be his fierce yet gentle big sis, Via. That girl had guts. I love my sister, but she's definitely the big sister I wish I had growing up. If you're looking for a book that's going to make your heart swollen with a plethora of emotions, it's this one. I simply couldn't walk away from this book with a slightly different outlook on life. Simply wonderful....more
I won't be able to forget Sam or her friends, family, and classmates, and I'm certainly having a hard time believing that this is Lauren Oliver's debuI won't be able to forget Sam or her friends, family, and classmates, and I'm certainly having a hard time believing that this is Lauren Oliver's debut novel.
This book is a love affair of the senses, the reasons why we do things, and why we don't...a book of secrets from the past that we either choose to let haunt us, or choose to let go of. It's a book that defies the fact that people don't know how to change. Heavy in page count, and equally heavy on the heart, you'll find yourself turning pages until the very last, savoring every word. ...more
There are some books that I burn through, absorbing every word, drinking every thought, eyes glazed over as I'm completely soaked in the depth of a coThere are some books that I burn through, absorbing every word, drinking every thought, eyes glazed over as I'm completely soaked in the depth of a consuming story.
After reading Nelson's The Sky is Everywhere, it's really hard to not let out one really long sigh with a smile on your face as big as Joe Fontaine's.
Yep, I said it, in that totally lovey-dovey-swoony way that implies I was almost infatuated with this inanimate object wrapped in a really weird sunflare-kissed-cover-of-a-book.
It's as if Nelson has written a song instead of words. (OMG I am laying this cheese on thick) The little pieces of discovered prose between chapters are like bridges between these important moments of self-discovery for Lennie. She's been through a lot - the loss of a sister who she revered as her soul mate, her best friend, her captain, her security blanket, her everything.
The Sky is Everywhere is the beautiful story of a girl who learns how to breathe after the one she loves takes her last breath. Nelson writes a story that is infused with lyricism, humor, family, poetry, laughter, love, pain, hurt, and sorrow, and in turn hits all the right chords and plays all the right melodies at all the right moments like a seasoned maestro.