A review by labunnywtf
The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab

5.0

Being forgotten, she thinks, is a bit like going mad. You begin to wonder what is real, if you are real. After all, how can a thing be real if it cannot be remembered?

Ms Schwab and I have a rocky relationship, to put it lightly. The first book I read by her, I believe, was [b: A Darker Shade of Magic|22055262|A Darker Shade of Magic (Shades of Magic, #1)|V.E. Schwab|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1400322851l/22055262._SY75_.jpg|40098252], which I gave a friendly 3 stars, and which let me down after so much hype. Then I read the second in that series, and decided I was fucking done with her books.

But then I read Vicious and that went utterly out of my head. And the Cassidy Blake middle grade series, which feeds my inner creepy tween self.

But THEN I tried to read This Savage Song, and again, fuck this, I AM NOT reading any more of this woman's writing.

So, when I set out to finally read this book, while literally knowing NOTHING about the plot, because books are better when you go in blind, my expectations were rock bottom. I was either going to love it, or fling it.



This is so far from anything I have ever read by Schwab. If you put this book in front of me, without telling me anything about who the author was, she would not even be top 100.

This is quite possibly my top book for 2021. And I read it three months in. I cannot imagine a book that could top this one, to put it bluntly.

Not only is Addie LaRue one of the most fascinating characters, with the most amazing backstory, but the writing in this is like melted chocolate with sea salt on top of the richest gelato, eaten on the streets of Italy on a warm, breezy day. You can't read this without constantly tripping over gorgeous writing that you want to pause to savor over.

The romance in here, the moment Addie is finally remembered, the moment she is seen and becomes a person again, hit me so hard in the feelings I had to just stop for a breath. And the slow, gorgeous ascent into love these two have was a feeling I was not prepared to drown in.

I cried happy tears. I cried sad tears. I wanted to laugh, I wanted to scream, I wanted to throw this book at the head of everyone I know who is a reader and tell them this is the book you need right now.

My heart screams for this book. I want to read it once a year. I want to highlight, annotate, tab, completely violate this book and make it my own, because it is so gorgeous, and so beloved to me.

This book clearly did something to turn my brain and I am concerned.