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A review by haylsandtales
Alone With You in the Ether by Olivie Blake
challenging
dark
emotional
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
5.0
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️{5}
🌶️🌶️{2}
I honestly don’t know how to write a review on this one. I just know that I loved it. So much. When I got to meet Olivie and heard her speak about how personal this book was to her, I knew I had to read it! (She truly is just so lovely and hilarious!). This book just reaffirmed my love for her and her writing. And the acknowledgments 🥹🥹 truly just a beautiful and captivating story based on Olivie’s personal truths and experiences with bipolar disorder 🫶🏻
This one follows Aldo and Reagan.. and is not your typical love story, but is so beautiful 🥹🫶🏻 they are both overcoming their own mental health dilemmas and it is written in a very unique format. Truly have a better understanding of Olivie Blake and how she became the writer she is after reading this one. Highly recommend ♥️♥️ I listened to this one in audio format and loved it!
𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮:
🐝 multiverses/time travel theories
🐝 mental health rep
🐝 character driven plot
🐝 atypical love stories
🐝 complex family dynamics
𝓕𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓺𝓾𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼:
“𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭? 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵? 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦?”
“𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵,” 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥. “𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?” 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. “𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯.”
“𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘣𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺-𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥.”
“𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘣 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.”
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘮𝘦," 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬. 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴? "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘹," 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥.
“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺.”
“𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵? 𝘐'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 '𝘖𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺,' 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘩é𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦."
🌶️🌶️{2}
I honestly don’t know how to write a review on this one. I just know that I loved it. So much. When I got to meet Olivie and heard her speak about how personal this book was to her, I knew I had to read it! (She truly is just so lovely and hilarious!). This book just reaffirmed my love for her and her writing. And the acknowledgments 🥹🥹 truly just a beautiful and captivating story based on Olivie’s personal truths and experiences with bipolar disorder 🫶🏻
This one follows Aldo and Reagan.. and is not your typical love story, but is so beautiful 🥹🫶🏻 they are both overcoming their own mental health dilemmas and it is written in a very unique format. Truly have a better understanding of Olivie Blake and how she became the writer she is after reading this one. Highly recommend ♥️♥️ I listened to this one in audio format and loved it!
𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓲𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮:
🐝 multiverses/time travel theories
🐝 mental health rep
🐝 character driven plot
🐝 atypical love stories
🐝 complex family dynamics
𝓕𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓺𝓾𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼:
“𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭? 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵? 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦?”
“𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵,” 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥. “𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵?” 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. “𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯.”
“𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘣𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺-𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥.”
“𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘣 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.”
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘹 𝘮𝘦," 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬. 𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴? "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘹," 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥.
“𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺.”
“𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵? 𝘐'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 '𝘖𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺,' 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘩é𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦."