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372 pages, Paperback
First published June 13, 2017
“You afraid?” He asked.
“So am I. But I’m all right with that. If I get hurt, I get hurt. It happens, right? Someone always gets hurt. But I don’t want to miss out on us because I was afraid.” – Hayes
“How did we get here? This was only supposed to be lunch, remember? This was only ever supposed to be lunch.”
“You,” he said, his voice frayed, foreign.
“You. You let me unfold you.” – Solène/Hayes"
I've lost count of the number of times I picked up and set aside this book, ultimately deciding that a DNF was the right course of action.
Seeing as how the older woman-younger man trope is one of my all time favorites, frankly, I was surprised at how much I disliked the plot, including its main protagonist, Solene.
She being a 39 year-old mother who happened to be French-American, who also owned a successful art gallery who fell helplessly in love with a 20 year old pop star. You know what? It was all just too much.
Additionally, it's a premise that has been done before (and done better, IMHO) by Dee Ernst with A Different Kind of Forever.
So, yeah, DNF @ 50%.
“You afraid?” he asked. I nodded. “So am I. But I’m all right with that. If I get hurt, I get hurt. It happens, right? Someone always gets hurt. But I don’t want to miss out on us because I was afraid.”
THE IDEA OF YOU was such a beautiful & sunshiney lovestory. About finding yourself again - starting the next chapter of your life - hard decisions - beautiful places and people. Amazing book. Run to your nearest amazon for your own Hayes, because this one is MINE!!!
“The fact that we continuously equate beauty and desirability with youth. That we beat ourselves up instead of embracing the inevitable.”I really needed to read this book. The messages portrayed were incredibly validating and empowering. I am approaching middle age much too quickly for my liking while simultaneously residing in an area highly populated with university students. I do not recommend the combination. There are times when I feel completely invisible. No, I don't need to turn heads for self-worth, but I think we can all agree that as human beings it's nice to be registered. To be seen. It's been an eye-opening experience about how our world works, about double standards, about undervaluing women, and these are the messages threaded throughout Robinne Lee's debut novel.
"If I get hurt, I get hurt. It happens, right? Someone always gets hurt. But I don't want to miss out on us because I was afraid."Before I begin this heartfelt LOVEFEST, let me say that I get that this book is not for everyone . . . but holy cow, was it ever for me! This book made my heart sing. This book made my soul cry. This book pulled me into its depths and didn’t let me go – not even when it was over. I loved EVERY.SINGLE.WORD.
"It’s only been two weeks," I said.I also loved how the mood of the writing changed to reflect every stage of Solene and Hayes's relationship - from the sweetness of the beginning…
"For you it’s been two weeks. For me it’s been ten cities.” He reached for my hand then. Suggestive.
"Well, if that’s how you’re measuring time –"
"Ten cities . . . What, thirteen shows? Three hundred fifty thousand screaming girls . . . who were not you."
"No. I’ve never been a screaming girl."
"Well, we’ll have to change that, won’t we?"
Oh, to have captured the expression on Hayes’s face when he glanced up to find me. Joy, surprise, promise, and disbelief all rolled into a singular moment.…to the high of newfound emotion…
For a moment, he held my gaze and I felt that distinct rush. The realization that this attraction had ceased to be just physical. That somewhere I’d crossed over. That I liked him.…to the melancholy when things became more complicated…
I drew him, naked, lying on his stomach, a peaceful expression on his boyish face. His beauty was so exquisite it was unnerving. And I knew, even then, that I was capturing something unspoiled and consummate.And I SO loved that this author had so much to say about being a woman in a society that judges everything from appearances to sexuality, aging, and parenting. Like I said in the beginning, this book had some real depth to it, and I could go on and on about how much I loved that, but I won't bore you with my political views, lol. Because, truly, at its heart, this was a love story between two people who were at very different places in their lives.
That was part of the beauty of Hayes being twenty. That occasionally we saw the world completely differently, and at times it was refreshing....and its frustrating moments...
I wanted to hit him. For being so fucking stupid. For exposing us like that. But what good would it have done? It's not as if he were solely to blame.But in the end, love is still love no matter what age you are . . . which brings us to that ending: