WARNING: Some swearing. Loads of swearing in the book, so if you're not into that, move along and read Cinder or something.
Oh my God, you know when you finish a book and then all
other books are ruined for you forever and you just have to lay there and wish
there was someone else who had just finished being in this world so you could
talk to them because why is this book
over? Where will you go now? That was Eleanor
& Park for me.
Eleanor is a chubby redheaded misfit who has just moved in
with her mother, stepfather, and younger siblings after spending some time
kicked out by her stepfather and living with her mother’s friends.
Park is a gangly half-Korean kid who manages to fit in with
the other kids on the bus because his dad’s a vet and they’ve always been part
of the neighborhood.
On Eleanor’s first day, the back of the bus kids immediately
smell the scene of fresh meat. She has nowhere to sit on the bus until Park
takes pity on her and whispers, “Jesus, fuck, just sit down.” They don’t talk.
They never talk. But Park begins to catch her reading his comic books out of
the corner of her eye. And then he begins to turn the pages more slowly, to
make sure she has a chance to finish the page. And then he’s giving her comic
books to read and she’s giving them back and before you know it they can’t stop
talking to each other.
love is listening to a mixtape he made |
You guys, I tried so hard to pretend this book was
overrated. But I was so in love with it by like the third chapter. It dresses
up as a love story, but it talks about bullying and abuse and all sorts of real
stuff. Even the love story feels so real, you can feel them sneaking up on each
other, you can feel them fall in love. And the end? The end is so smart. I
tried to write a book once that began on the premise this book ended on and she
sums up what I tried to say in 50,000 words in one sentence.
I’m not going to tell you what that sentence is because I
don’t believe in spoilers.
So I finished this book at like 11:30 on a Wednesday and had
no one to talk to so I went on twitter which
was a mistake because all the teenyboppers who read it were like “sigh. SO
IN LOVE. SO ROMEO. SO JULIET.” And I was like, “omg. Shut up. You understand
nothing,” which is really the sign of a good book that it speaks to everyone on
the level they’re on. Me? I’m in grad school and studying middle schoolers.
Them? They’re in middle school dreaming about falling in love one day. And yet
this book speaks to both of us.
But I have to admit, the love story was so cute. I think I
literally said “aww” out loud. More than once. In that really squeaking "squee" way like I saw a puppy or a unicorn. And now I’m ruined and can’t
read anything else. It’s like playing a really pathetic game of Duck, Duck,
Goose.
nope |
nope |
fine, I guess |
Stay tuned to see what I actually finish.
I can’t even go back to Hunger
Games because I literally just finished rereading the series after I
finished Outlander.
If you like this, read The Perks of Being a Wallflower, more Rainbow Rowell, or something. I need to go read something that is a complete 180 because I can't even.
Up Next:
American Gods |
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