Summary:
While spacing out in chemistry class, Lily scribbles some of
her favorite song lyrics onto her desk. The next day, she finds that someone
has continued the lyrics on the desk and added a message to her. Intrigue!
Soon, Lily and her anonymous pen pal are exchanging full-on letters—sharing secrets, recommending bands, and opening up to each other. Lily realizes she’s kind of falling for this letter writer. Only, who is he? As Lily attempts to unravel the mystery and juggle school, friends, crushes, and her crazy family, she discovers that matters of the heart can’t always be spelled out…
Soon, Lily and her anonymous pen pal are exchanging full-on letters—sharing secrets, recommending bands, and opening up to each other. Lily realizes she’s kind of falling for this letter writer. Only, who is he? As Lily attempts to unravel the mystery and juggle school, friends, crushes, and her crazy family, she discovers that matters of the heart can’t always be spelled out…
Review:
"So you think I'm hot?" "Doesn't
every girl?" It surprised me when his cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
I wasn't sure why that embarrassed him in any way. I was positive he already
knew it. He ran one hand through his hair. Then he said, almost too quiet for
me to hear, "You're not every girl."
I find it just so strange that I had never read a Kasie West novel until late last summer. Seriously-It’s so hard to find YA contemporary authors that make such a large range of people happy, that continue to produce cute, funny, witty, and memorable stories, and that do it well. I had personally never heard of her, and then one of my best friends is like…are you kidding? Do you live under a rock?? READ HER NOW! So I picked up The Distance Between Us (Still my favorite Kasie West yet) and fell HARD. Who could resist Xander? Who I ask? WHO?
If only there was a way to transport letters
faster, through some sort of electronic device that codes messages and sends
them through the air. But that's just crazy talk.
So here I am almost one year later, eagerly awaiting her next release. As soon as I ran out of her books (it was very quick lol) I was desperate for more. I can’t say she’s my absolute favorite author-that would be a lie-but what I can say is that she is an author I have come to admire and that I always look forward to reading. For instance, the minute this book was announced, I immediately had it on my TBR and let all of my friends know. And you can just tell how obsessed and loyal all her fans are. It’s so crazy! And the thing is…I truly truly had never heard of her.
But now I have, and what I’ve
read is nothing but impressive. So here we are, sitting and anticipating her
next release-A cute little story about two students who both feel like they are
missing something in their lives…and seem to find and express themselves
through the words of their favorite bands. What was meant to be just a release
one day in chemistry for Lily becomes an instant connection between two people
who are desperate for someone to hear them. It begins as a game, a playful
flirtation that happens by chance in a boring chemistry class. But, as the days
go by, it blossoms into something they look forward to and think about every
single night long after the lights have gone out….and turns into something far
deeper than they ever thought possible.
I was both equally in love with this book and disappointed by it. And I know that sounds so crazy, what with my extremely high rating, but I am so torn on this one. On the one hand, I’ve seen this done before-and it was done WAY better. I’m sorry, I adore Kasie West, but that other novel is one of my favorites of all time and it had way more, I don’t know, heart. I’m not saying this wasn’t done well…but on the pen pal aspect, I felt myself strangely detached-and it wasn’t until I was done that I realized I wanted that same intensity I felt from my favorite and this didn’t get one tenth as deep as that. So, this aspect was an extreme let down for me-And I wasn’t even trying to compare.
Words brought us together though they almost kept
us apart. You trusted me with your secrets and then you stole my heart.
And I’m sorry to be focusing on the negatives first, but I’d rather be salty and then sweet-I find it leaves a better taste in my mouth to end on a happy, high note. I had two other problems and one bothered me more than the other, if I’m being honest. I was a tad bored in the middle because the pen pal trope got a little bit stale, in my opinion. That's a small part of my disappointment. But, no, my largest peeve, and I’m sad to say this, was the main character.
I know, I know-I almost NEVER dislike the main girl, but for some reason I have been increasingly pickier with my female leads. Lily was…I liked Lily at first, ya know? But then I saw how judgmental she was…ON PURPOSE. She wasn’t simply just a snarky teenager, she made herself be that way. And I didn’t realize until the final page just how deeply her attitude had affected me. I adored how much she loved her family-it’s what my friend and I loved most about her. But then I saw how she reacted to said pen pal…it wasn’t enough that this person was a kindred spirit. It wasn’t enough that this person was miserable on the inside. It didn’t matter. All she saw was what she wanted to see, and even when said person proved they broke the mold of her pretentious expectations, she still pushed, fought, and clawed to keep things where it kept her comfortable. So she wanted to pigeonhole someone… but was indignant when she thought that others were doing the same to her. This really just…grr. This did NOT please me.
But enough of that. I have so
many positive things to say about this. Like, how about the fact that after
50-60% I Could. Not. Put. This. Down. It became everything I’ve expected of a
Kasie West novel and made me so badly wish that I’d had that connection from
the very beginning. Imagine it like this:
Part one: Cute introduction where the plot is set into play and we get to know all our quirky characters
Part two: Pen pal plot drags a little, I begin to lose a little interest in Lily’s attitude and story
Part three: TOTAL transformation where the plot finally expands and we truly connect to the pen pal and our main character (well...you know what I mean). This part was 100% a 5. Things ACTUALLY happen and it feels like an actual story with a flow and a final destination.
And let me be clear-Had this
whole story been like that last 40%, this would have been my absolute favorite
Kasie West book (Probably). I just…I can’t explain how a complete lack of
connection, focus, and butterflies turned into IMMEDIATE butterflies that are
so forceful and so out of nowhere that I couldn't breathe. I’m not kidding.
It’s like…okay, it’s like the Beast roller coaster at King’s Island (LOVE LOVE
LOVE)-It’s a great coaster okay, but then you get to the final third of the
coaster and there are all these wooden tunnels that make you go underground-ish
and they are pitch black and you feel as if you are going 1000 times faster
and, on the first turn into the first tunnel, your head whips to left so fast
you can’t handle it-but you love it and it takes you completely by surprise as
you laugh and scream and hold onto your partner for dear life. And, by the end,
you have the biggest smile on your face and can't contain the good feels and
your extreme excitement. It was just like that. Literally-Feels out of
nowhere.
Chapter 1:
A lightning strike. A shark
attack. Winning the lottery.No. I lined through all the words. Too cliché.I
tapped my pen against my lips.Rare. What was rare? Meat, I thought with a small
laugh. That would go really well in a song.My pen drew a couple more lines,
blackening the words to unrecognizable before I wrote a single word. Love. Now
that was rare in my world. The romantic version, at least.Lauren Jeffries, the
girl sitting next to me, cleared her throat. It was then I noticed how quiet
the classroom was, how I‘d slipped into my own space again, shutting out the
world around me. I had learned how to keep my head down over the years, how to
handle the occasional unwanted attention. I slid my Chemistry textbook over my
notebook full of everything but Chemistry notes, and slowly raised my head.Mr.
Ortega‘s eyes were on me.―Welcome back to class, Lily.‖Everyone laughed………
Chapter 2:
I sat on the school steps with my
notebook in my lap, drawing. I added a few flowers to the sketch of the skirt,
then shaded in the tights with a green colored pencil. My earbuds were in, and
I was listening to a song by Blackout. The lead singer, Lyssa Primm, was basically
both my style and music idol—a genius songwriter who rocked cherry-red lips,
vintage dresses, and her ever-present guitar.―Stretch out your wilting petals
and let the light in,‖ the song played in my ears. I tapped one foot to the
beat. I wanted to learn how to play this particular song on my guitar.
Hopefully, I could practice later.The sound of the minivan was loud enough to
drown out the music, and I didn‘t need to look up to know my mom had just
arrived. I closed my notebook, stuffed it into my backpack, took out my
earbuds, and got to my feet. I could see the two heads of my brothers in the
backseat. Mom must‘ve picked them up from school first.I opened the passenger
door, an old One Direction song filling the air, only to find the seat taken by
my mom‘s bead organizer.―Can you hop in the back?‖ Mom asked………
Chapter 3 :
I took a box of cereal from the
pantry and was pouring some into a bowl when I saw something on the counter
that made me shake my head. Two necklaces lay on the beige granite, a piece of
paper beneath each one. The necklace on the right had two checkmarks on the
paper. The one on the left had two checkmarks.―No,‖ I said……
Chapter 4 :
There was something about
Chemistry that stimulated every thought in my mind to fire at once. Maybe it
was the mixture of boring subject, monotone teacher, and cold seat. I wondered
if there was a chemical equation for that. Those three factors, combined,
created slush brain. No, that was the wrong term. My brain didn‘t become lazy.
It became full. Hyperactive brain. A brain that made it impossible to
concentrate on the sluggish words exiting Mr. Ortega‘s mouth. Were his words
coming out slower than normal?..........
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