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3.89 AVERAGE
3.89 AVERAGE
At first I wasn't too sure as I'm not usually overly keen on first person narratives. But soon I got swept up and really enjoyed the story. The narrative about dementia resonated with me and I thought it was really nicely done.
dark
funny
emotional
funny
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
I actually liked this a lot more than I thought I would
Like someone else said, this book would have been a lot better if Lola and Nina just got together.
A hard day for men or people who are attracted to men though.
Like someone else said, this book would have been a lot better if Lola and Nina just got together.
A hard day for men or people who are attracted to men though.
emotional
funny
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
"Or maybe that's all love is. So much is how we perceive someone and the memories we have of them, rather than the facts of who they are. Maybe instead of saying I love you we should say I imagine you."
I went into this having absolutely no idea what to expect. I’m finding that that’s when I enjoy books like these the most. All I knew was TJR approved, and that’s all the credibility I need.
I definitely did not expect to love it as much as I did.
Nina is a single woman in her early thirties. She has, on the surface, appeared to have it all together: success in her career, a loving family, loyal friends. But despite all of Nina’s success, there is still one label that seems to come above all: single.
I’ve noticed that some people have visual thoughts when reading a book. They interpret how they feel through a series of images, montages, snapshots. I’ve always been one who processes through verbal thinking, but with this book, I couldn’t help but try the other way.
Picture Carrie Bradshaw in that Sex and the City episode A Woman’s Right to Shoes, where she’s shoe shamed by her friend who feels like she herself has a “real life” because she’s entered motherhood and marriage, as opposed to Carrie’s life, viewed as frolicking and shopping for $400 pairs of shoes because she has nothing better to do. Picture a healthy range between Last Kiss and Blank Space by Taylor Swift. Picture unexpected drunken nights out with your single girlfriends, laughing at nothing and everything. Picture neat apartments, abandoned London streets, falling without abandonment.
Dolly Aldteron took my thoughts, and probably thousands of other women’s, and put them in a book. I felt the blissful stages of falling for someone, and the disappointment after their cracks showed. I felt the frustration of friends changing and being left behind, though not without attempting to keep up. I felt the helplessness of adulthood, knowing that in life, hard decisions are unavoidable. I felt the inexplicable rage of being forced to be a part of a mind game that we never wanted to play. I related to Nina, I was jealous of Nina, I was angry for Nina, and I was cheering for Nina. Aldterton glides us through a simultaneously cynical and yet warm journey through the ghosts of who thought we’d be, and the ghosts of those around us.
I went into this having absolutely no idea what to expect. I’m finding that that’s when I enjoy books like these the most. All I knew was TJR approved, and that’s all the credibility I need.
I definitely did not expect to love it as much as I did.
Nina is a single woman in her early thirties. She has, on the surface, appeared to have it all together: success in her career, a loving family, loyal friends. But despite all of Nina’s success, there is still one label that seems to come above all: single.
I’ve noticed that some people have visual thoughts when reading a book. They interpret how they feel through a series of images, montages, snapshots. I’ve always been one who processes through verbal thinking, but with this book, I couldn’t help but try the other way.
Picture Carrie Bradshaw in that Sex and the City episode A Woman’s Right to Shoes, where she’s shoe shamed by her friend who feels like she herself has a “real life” because she’s entered motherhood and marriage, as opposed to Carrie’s life, viewed as frolicking and shopping for $400 pairs of shoes because she has nothing better to do. Picture a healthy range between Last Kiss and Blank Space by Taylor Swift. Picture unexpected drunken nights out with your single girlfriends, laughing at nothing and everything. Picture neat apartments, abandoned London streets, falling without abandonment.
Dolly Aldteron took my thoughts, and probably thousands of other women’s, and put them in a book. I felt the blissful stages of falling for someone, and the disappointment after their cracks showed. I felt the frustration of friends changing and being left behind, though not without attempting to keep up. I felt the helplessness of adulthood, knowing that in life, hard decisions are unavoidable. I felt the inexplicable rage of being forced to be a part of a mind game that we never wanted to play. I related to Nina, I was jealous of Nina, I was angry for Nina, and I was cheering for Nina. Aldterton glides us through a simultaneously cynical and yet warm journey through the ghosts of who thought we’d be, and the ghosts of those around us.
emotional
funny
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
funny
hopeful
lighthearted
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes