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beckerdoodled 's review for:
The Dead Romantics
by Ashley Poston
My habit of disregarding trigger warnings before starting a book caught me off guard with this one. I chose “The Dead Romantics” by Ashley Poston on the second anniversary of my father’s passing. Instead of opting for a different book, I persevered and couldn’t put it down.
Not only was it a heartwarming and cozy romance, but it exemplified the essence of a great book—it lingered in my mind long after I finished it. It felt like divine intervention that I chose to read this book on this particular day. We all will eventually confront the trauma of losing someone we love, and I’m grateful that this book provided me with solace during one more challenging day.
One of my favorite quotes encapsulates my feelings: “I’d always written how grief was hollow. How it was a vast cavern of nothing. But I was wrong. Grief was the exact opposite. It was full and heavy and drowning because it wasn’t the absence of everything you lost—it was the culmination of it all, your love, your happiness, your bittersweets, wound tight like a knotted ball of yarn.”
Not only was it a heartwarming and cozy romance, but it exemplified the essence of a great book—it lingered in my mind long after I finished it. It felt like divine intervention that I chose to read this book on this particular day. We all will eventually confront the trauma of losing someone we love, and I’m grateful that this book provided me with solace during one more challenging day.
One of my favorite quotes encapsulates my feelings: “I’d always written how grief was hollow. How it was a vast cavern of nothing. But I was wrong. Grief was the exact opposite. It was full and heavy and drowning because it wasn’t the absence of everything you lost—it was the culmination of it all, your love, your happiness, your bittersweets, wound tight like a knotted ball of yarn.”