natcommon's review against another edition
4.0
I really really enjoyed this story. It is what I needed to read at this time. The concepts and ideas were beautifully executed and the way it was written worked so well with the story. My complaint is that I feel a little unsatisfied with one part of the ending. I can’t really explain because of spoilers but basically there was this event that happened but it didn’t have much of a follow through. It does work for what the story is but I wanted to know what happened next and didn’t get it. Hope I made sense.
melissakate96's review against another edition
3.0
This book wasn’t bad but the constant switching of the story line actually gave me a headache and left me confused for the most part. Although it was confusing, I found it to be a decently quick read. 3/5 ⭐️
serenitysky's review against another edition
1.0
Wow, what a confusing book!
Also, why were many of
the sentences cut off
like this? It made
it annoying to read.
Also, why were many of
the sentences cut off
like this? It made
it annoying to read.
thekups's review against another edition
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
2.5
hjrdl's review against another edition
5.0
love it. love it love it oove it. amazing. never done before. speechless.
jessicapc's review against another edition
4.0
4 gentle stars.
A little queer rep, and a lot of weaving narratives that make up beautiful stories with just a handful of characters - the core of them being family and true friends.
A little queer rep, and a lot of weaving narratives that make up beautiful stories with just a handful of characters - the core of them being family and true friends.
hyebitshines's review against another edition
4.0
The last E. Lockhart book I read was [b: We Were Liars|16143347|We Were Liars|E. Lockhart|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1402749479l/16143347._SY75_.jpg|21975829] and what I mostly remember now is crying at the end in disbelief. I might have been sitting at a bus stop.
When I began this book, I almost wondered if I was too “old” for this kind of writing now — it’s not purple prose exactly but more so stilted lines and tightly wound up angst that comes out in questionable expressions. Like the bizarre art exhibits that Adelaide loves to view so much, I grew to accept the Lockhart sway to writing because unlike purple prose, there was meaning behind the style.
I kept reading in the difficult beginning because the possibility of parallel worlds and unexplainable remembrances always holds a soft spot in my reader (and writer) heart. And I’m glad I did. This story addresses the supposed commonality of insta love with Adelaide, our central character, who so badly wants to be in a love and for it to be reciprocated in a permanent, tangible way against the fears and uncontrollable circumstances of her life.
The different iterations of reality, of how Adelaide’s life could have gone, were poignant, not for their possibility or impossibility of happening in the reality that the book’s anchored in but because each iteration had the same kind of truth to it. The ultimate demise of Jack and Adelaide’s attraction, where perhaps the most “correct” version is the shortest one where Jack tells her he is seeing someone from their first meeting. The gradual repairing of Adelaide’s relationship with her brother. The teacher’s reaction to her summer project. Oscar’s generosity and kindness. The dogs that we begin and end the story with.
When I began this book, I almost wondered if I was too “old” for this kind of writing now — it’s not purple prose exactly but more so stilted lines and tightly wound up angst that comes out in questionable expressions. Like the bizarre art exhibits that Adelaide loves to view so much, I grew to accept the Lockhart sway to writing because unlike purple prose, there was meaning behind the style.
I kept reading in the difficult beginning because the possibility of parallel worlds and unexplainable remembrances always holds a soft spot in my reader (and writer) heart. And I’m glad I did. This story addresses the supposed commonality of insta love with Adelaide, our central character, who so badly wants to be in a love and for it to be reciprocated in a permanent, tangible way against the fears and uncontrollable circumstances of her life.
The different iterations of reality, of how Adelaide’s life could have gone, were poignant, not for their possibility or impossibility of happening in the reality that the book’s anchored in but because each iteration had the same kind of truth to it. The ultimate demise of Jack and Adelaide’s attraction, where perhaps the most “correct” version is the shortest one where Jack tells her he is seeing someone from their first meeting. The gradual repairing of Adelaide’s relationship with her brother. The teacher’s reaction to her summer project. Oscar’s generosity and kindness. The dogs that we begin and end the story with.