Hello, lovely readers! What a good month it has been. By “good”, I mean that this month was slightly better than February in terms of the number of books read, as well as the quality of those books. The month in general had me in a life slump, but that’s not important.
If you can’t be bothered to read the rest of this post, you can watch my wrap-up on YouTube instead. Just click here.
In total, I read 12 books this month. Among those 12, I’ve acquired two new all-time-favourites: An Ember in the Ashes and Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. For the sake of being organized, I separated all the books by their star ratings and linked to their full reviews (for your convenience).
That’s all, folks!
Feel free to leave me any questions or comments regarding what I’ve read or said.
Synopsis from Goodreads:
Every day is the same for Rhiannon. She has accepted her life, convinced herself that she deserves her distant, temperamental boyfriend, Justin, even established guidelines by which to live: Don’t be too needy. Avoid upsetting him. Never get your hopes up.
Until the morning everything changes. Justin seems to see her, to want to be with her for the first time, and they share a perfect day—a perfect day Justin doesn’t remember the next morning. Confused, depressed, and desperate for another day as great as that one, Rhiannon starts questioning everything. Then, one day, a stranger tells her that the Justin she spent that day with, the one who made her feel like a real person…wasn’t Justin at all.
“Part of the problem is words. The fact that there are separate words for he and she, him and her. I’ve never thought about it before, how divisive this is. Like maybe if there was just one pronoun for all of us, we wouldn’t get so caught on that difference.”
This was a great read. I knew it would be.
I had to read a few chapters before I realized that this wasn’t really a sequel to Every Day, but more of a re-telling from Rhiannon’s point of view. It has been months, maybe years, since I’ve read that book, so this was almost like reading it again for the first time. Needless to say, Levithan is a great writer and the premise of this story is incredible. He really makes you think. I was reminded all over again why I enjoyed the first book so much. The only reason I’m not giving this book 5 stars is because I believe it should have ended with Every Day.
★★★★ (4 stars) for raising great questions about the use of pronouns and the effects of assigning labels to people and things. And what it means to care for someone’s insides.
Synopsis from Goodreads:
Aristotle is an angry teen with a brother in prison. Dante is a know-it-all who has an unusual way of looking at the world. When the two meet at the swimming pool, they seem to have nothing in common. But as the loners start spending time together, they discover that they share a special friendship—the kind that changes lives and lasts a lifetime. And it is through this friendship that Ari and Dante will learn the most important truths about themselves and the kind of people they want to be.
“But love was always something heavy for me. Something I had to carry.”
Initial response (last night): My heart needs time. I only planned on reading a few chapters before I went to bed. It was sometime between 11 pm and 12 am when I read the first page. Now I’m here, at 2:12 am, wondering what took me so damn long to read this book. I was not expecting this. This book. Wow. I don’t want to write a review yet because I’m sleep-deprived and need time to digest but I can’t contain all the feels. Just wow. I want to thank the author. Thank you, Benjamin.
Update (this morning): This book is one of those books that you want to tell everyone about. I want to talk to everyone about this book. I want the universe to know that I read this book and that now nothing will ever be the same. Like, where do I even begin? I don’t think I’m capable of writing anything coherent right now. I just think everyone should read it.
This book is the definition of ★★★★★ (5 stars). All the stars in the universe. In the desert. Where there is no light pollution. Looking up from the bed of a pickup truck.
Synopsis from Goodreads:
Simon Snow is the worst chosen one who’s ever been chosen.
That’s what his roommate, Baz, says. And Baz might be evil and a vampire and a complete git, but he’s probably right.
Half the time, Simon can’t even make his wand work, and the other half, he sets something on fire. His mentor’s avoiding him, his girlfriend broke up with him, and there’s a magic-eating monster running around wearing Simon’s face. Baz would be having a field day with all this, if he were here—it’s their last year at the Watford School of Magicks, and Simon’s infuriating nemesis didn’t even bother to show up.
Carry On is a ghost story, a love story, a mystery and a melodrama. It has just as much kissing and talking as you’d expect from a Rainbow Rowell story—but far, far more monsters.
“You have to pretend you get an endgame. You have to carry on like you will; otherwise, you can’t carry on at all.”
First off, I have to say that I really enjoyed reading Fangirl. Cath is probably one of the most relatable characters I’ve ever read about and that made Fangirl an immediate favourite of mine. And even though the fanfiction segments were my least favourite part of that novel, I was still a little obsessed with Simon and Baz’s relationship. So, that’s what brought me to read Carry On.
My initial thought was that it felt like reading an increasingly long fanfic (which it indeed was), and that’s not necessarily a bad thing. I’ve never not liked Rainbow’s characters or her writing style—that’s what makes her books so enjoyable—so it wasn’t difficult to finish. It was just nice to read, despite some of the dragging bits. I probably would have given it 4 stars if there was something more. I don’t know.
★★★★ (4 stars) for making me “ship” a couple for the first time in my life. That’s a feat.