Ugh, trying to write about each successive Rainbow Rowell novel gets more and more difficult. How many different ways are there to say THIS WAS SO GOOD. HER WORDS ARE SO GOOD. HER CHARACTERS SO GOOD. EVERYTHING GOOD. RELATE SO MUCH. HELP.
That’s pretty much all I feel like saying, because even over a month later, my feelings about this book are so jumbly wumbly it’s hard to get them to sit still long enough to make them cohesive enough to write about.
Granted, having never been married and never had a serious vocation like our main character Georgie McCool does, I don’t relate quite as much to this book as I have in her previous efforts (Fangirl and Attachments in particular). But there’s just something about the way Rainbow Rowell writes about emotions that makes me instantly think YES I RECOGNIZE THAT. It’s like her books are the story versions of falling in love or making an instant connection with a person. Like, those rare instances where you meet someone and you just instantly KNOW them. I’ve only had that happen a couple of times in my life, which is probably part of why I love reading her so much.
Just completely disregard the silly sounding plot with the time traveling phone. It’s not important. It’s just another way to explore the dynamics between people we care about, and how relationships can change and evolve, how we lose and find each other over and over again, how we have to commit to the relationships that are important to us. (Although, honestly, I think that kind of silly shit is incredibly cool.)
Definitely glad I own this in hardcover, and I’m sure I will be revisiting it over and over in years to come, just like I plan to do with all her other books.
Rainbow Rowell, why can’t I quit you!?!? (Also, please don’t stop writing these wonderful books. Please don’t ever stop.)
