Warning: this review is all kinds of messed up because my feelings reading this book was all kinds of messed up.
I had been waiting to read this book Warning: this review is all kinds of messed up because my feelings reading this book was all kinds of messed up.
I had been waiting to read this book for the longest time.
I was in a reading slump for around a week (which has become a long time for me) and nothing was really gaining my attention so I decided to finally give this book a try. And suffice to say it kept my attention, I read and read and read and only when I had to stop did I realise how much I had actually read.
Surprisingly, I really liked Paul more than I initially thought I would. Screw that, I loved him. “I’m not trying to save the world, I’m just trying to save myself. And hell, I can’t even do that.” I enjoyed his POV of things. “As usual, no one’s ever around when you need them.”
This book kept getting better and better and kept surprising me with how much I actually enjoyed it. I couldn't help the smile on my face throughout reading the first half of this book.
Then the middle, suffice to say my heart... was not prepared for that. “He went into his room and closed the door. I’d expected a slam, had yearned for it even. But Paul shut it so gently it hardly made any noise at all.” - I feel like that was how Paul's heart broke, silently. Well, mine broke with his. I wanted to cry.
These damn rockstar books make me too invested in the characters.
I felt like I was the one getting my heart broken. It felt that real. And then I did cry. My mind was repeating the words: Oh my god. Oh. My. God. I cried like a baby. I couldn't believe this author would do such a thing, did such a thing. Why? Heartbroken.
I was done. I thought about not even finishing the book, I was angry and upset with the author, with Eliza, with Paul. (I thought to myself, I'm done with rockstar books because every one I've read has ruined me.)
I was in denial all the way until I thought I can't be in denial any longer and then I was confused. Then, I smiled.
After that, I had an epiphany - where I realised what the title of this book actually meant. Oh my god, I get it now! It's totally different to what I expected but it makes so much sense now.
The last part of this book was not a rockstar book at all. It was like an unfolding of a mystery.
I laughed, I cried, I loved this book.
“And if my aunt had balls she’d be my uncle.” - this line always makes me smile. And (view spoiler)[ I thought it was a great ending quote. (hide spoiler)]
I'd like to finish this review how Paul finishes talking to his tape recorder.
I couldn't put this book down, literally - I read it until I finished it. I totally understated this book
I loved the music, every last song.4.5 Stars
I couldn't put this book down, literally - I read it until I finished it. I totally understated this book
I loved the music, every last song. "Because music is the heart’s greatest librarian. A few notes had the ability to transport me back in time, and to the most painful of places."
Love, heartbreak, and music are what I'd use to describe it.
I loved how this book was written but it did get somewhat confusing near the end. I enjoyed the first half more, only because I feel like the second half dragged. This story was raw, real and totally believable at first, and I loved Stella's aplomb and brazenness, but near the end, she just became indecisive which annoyed the hell out of me but I'm thankful it's only fiction.
Damn this author for making me feel like this, this is why I don't necessarily read love triangles. Especially ones where you like both guys. My mind was constricted, I liked them both in their own way and for different reasons. I was pissed off near the end, at Stella, at Reid, at Nate, basically at everyone.
“You aren’t who you were yesterday or the day before. Believe that. You are not your circumstances.”
“He was exploring and I was the destination.”
I knew that would be the ending and by the epilogue, I was both happy and so bloody sad.
“I couldn’t say anything. I was too far gone. Doused in gasoline with no match in sight, the aching, the longing, and the burning all there.”...more
I really don't know what to say about this book. I did really really like it but I feel as if something is still missing from it. But I really believe tI really don't know what to say about this book. I did really really like it but I feel as if something is still missing from it. But I really believe that reading Tarryn's books are a sort of therapy, it's what I think every time I read one.
In my opinion, this book started off quite good but then became slow in pace, the second half picked up and was much better.
I did have some issues with it. Such as the use of British lingo, some I had never heard myself and I'm British. I also didn't understand this reference "tossing a hundred pound note on the table" - we don't have hundred pound notes in England.
I think the ending was too rushed.
Nonetheless, it was a really good read and I will always read Tarryn's books. ...more
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