Ruminations of an insomniac..
I stumbled across this book thanks to a Meagan Brandy suggestion, and was not disappointed. I read it first, then proceeded to read everything else Lindsey has published, before reading it again.
To start, this book slayed me. Breaking my heart and piecing it back together, more than once. Nick and Hannah have so much natural chemistry, it's a wonder they didn't spontaneously combust at first glance. Both beautifully broken, their stories slid together seamlessly. Shattered in vastly different ways, yet for the same reason. Lindsey's writing runs the gamut. You name it, I felt it: Melted chocolate, sticky sweet. Take a step back and several composing moments, steamy. Real life, yup these are my people, quirky. Wishing I was that witty in high school, sarcastic. Laugh out loud (I startled my toddler on more than one occasion) funny. Sitting on the floor, ugly crying, heart hurt. It's all there.
The story of #Hannick (?is that a thing we're doing now?) speaks volumes to the startling reality of the loss of a young life. It lends encouragement and awe, with the strength these young people put forth. It proves the power of having extraordinary people in your corner. The kind of people that refuse to give up. They'll pull you in, lost in their dynamic. And then suddenly, it's over and you're desperately searching for invisible pages. But rest assured, this review is just in time. Because while that cliffhanger made me lose several hours of sleep, the second half of their duet is releasing in just a few days!!
Stay tuned, after November 4th, for my thoughts on Waiting For The Sun. I have a feeling I'm about to get wrecked, and I'm ALL IN here for it! I just need to make it through this weekend.
Synopsis:
My life is a mess.
I'm walking around with a black eye. My position on the hockey team is questionable at best, and if that’s not bad enough, I think I'm falling for my dead girlfriend's best friend.
Every day, it's a fight to feel alive, and yet, I drink to numb the pain. Everyone is standing back, watching me fall apart.
Everyone except Hannah. No matter how many times I push, she's there to pull me back. She refuses to let me spiral any deeper. And after one kiss—she’s impossible to ignore.
Unfortunately, it seems she and I aren’t the only thing being kept a secret
I'm walking around with a black eye. My position on the hockey team is questionable at best, and if that’s not bad enough, I think I'm falling for my dead girlfriend's best friend.
Every day, it's a fight to feel alive, and yet, I drink to numb the pain. Everyone is standing back, watching me fall apart.
Everyone except Hannah. No matter how many times I push, she's there to pull me back. She refuses to let me spiral any deeper. And after one kiss—she’s impossible to ignore.
Unfortunately, it seems she and I aren’t the only thing being kept a secret
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