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A review by purplebunny9157
Radio Silence by Alice Oseman
5.0
“It’d take hours to explain,” I said.
“I’d listen to you for hours,” he said.
“Being friends with Aled made me feel like I’d never had a real friend before, ever.”
“I couldn’t quite believe how much I seriously loved Aled Last, even if it wasn’t in the ideal way that would make it socially acceptable for us to live together until we die.”
“Why are you so nice to me?”
“Because I’m an angel.”
“You are.” He stretched out his arm and patted me on the head. “And I’m platonically in love with you.”
Oh, to have a friendship like theirs.
Alice Oseman understands me on a fundamental level. Reading this book, especially the first half of it, felt like someone had invaded my soul and put it on paper. I related to Aled and Frances more than I’ve related to any characters possibly ever. Put them together so they are one person, and they are me. You wouldn’t be able to spot a difference.
Here are some quotes from the book that I especially related to:
“You’re an idiot,” said Mum, when I relayed to her the entire situation on Wednesday. “Not an unintelligent idiot, but a sort of naive idiot who manages to fall into a difficult situation and then can’t get out of it because she’s too awkward.”
“Yeah, he’s that sort of person.”
“What sort of person?”
“The sort of person who doesn’t speak spontaneously.” She folds her arms. “Who won’t say anything if you don’t ask.”
“Honestly, I need to stop being scared of being a normal teenage girl.”
“Long ago, I was afflicted with a terrible predisposition to never say a word, and I honestly cannot understand why or how that happened.”
I love this book more than I can put to words. Even though I literally just reread it, I’m itching to read it again. I think it’s my favorite of Alice Oseman’s books. Maybe even one of my favorite books of all time. If I could give it more than 5 stars, I would.
If you liked anything else Alice has written, if you are/grew up a weird, quiet, fandom-obsessed kid with a minimal amount of friends, or if you’re tired of only seeing romance in the YA genre and are looking for a book that centers around a platonic relationship instead, then please, please, PLEASE read this book.
“Art reflects life,” said Carys. “Or… Maybe it’s the other way round.”
“I’d listen to you for hours,” he said.
“Being friends with Aled made me feel like I’d never had a real friend before, ever.”
“I couldn’t quite believe how much I seriously loved Aled Last, even if it wasn’t in the ideal way that would make it socially acceptable for us to live together until we die.”
“Why are you so nice to me?”
“Because I’m an angel.”
“You are.” He stretched out his arm and patted me on the head. “And I’m platonically in love with you.”
Oh, to have a friendship like theirs.
Alice Oseman understands me on a fundamental level. Reading this book, especially the first half of it, felt like someone had invaded my soul and put it on paper. I related to Aled and Frances more than I’ve related to any characters possibly ever. Put them together so they are one person, and they are me. You wouldn’t be able to spot a difference.
Here are some quotes from the book that I especially related to:
“You’re an idiot,” said Mum, when I relayed to her the entire situation on Wednesday. “Not an unintelligent idiot, but a sort of naive idiot who manages to fall into a difficult situation and then can’t get out of it because she’s too awkward.”
“Yeah, he’s that sort of person.”
“What sort of person?”
“The sort of person who doesn’t speak spontaneously.” She folds her arms. “Who won’t say anything if you don’t ask.”
“Honestly, I need to stop being scared of being a normal teenage girl.”
“Long ago, I was afflicted with a terrible predisposition to never say a word, and I honestly cannot understand why or how that happened.”
I love this book more than I can put to words. Even though I literally just reread it, I’m itching to read it again. I think it’s my favorite of Alice Oseman’s books. Maybe even one of my favorite books of all time. If I could give it more than 5 stars, I would.
If you liked anything else Alice has written, if you are/grew up a weird, quiet, fandom-obsessed kid with a minimal amount of friends, or if you’re tired of only seeing romance in the YA genre and are looking for a book that centers around a platonic relationship instead, then please, please, PLEASE read this book.
“Art reflects life,” said Carys. “Or… Maybe it’s the other way round.”