Summary (from Goodreads.com) – 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…
Going to be honest with you, I didn’t really feel interested in this one. I’d received this book in my Owlcrate and I’ll be honest, I judged the book by its cover and to me, the cover read as cheesy and predictable. I didn’t have high hopes for it, but I still gave it a shot.
Living in the city and living on the subway line that I take everyday, I’m greeted with an abundance of readers enjoying everything from one of the books in the Harry Potter series to the works of Kafka. And to be honest with you, it’s downright intimidating to walk on the subway with a book cover the likes of this one.
“But Simone, you should be proud of the book you’re reading. You should be proud to be amongst one of the readers who actually read.”
You have no idea how many times I’ve tried to lift my head up from the intimidation, but then I get that glance from that one pseudo-intellectual that is book shaming me for reading YA and I crawl back into my introverted shell of shame.
But I persevered and I sat on my commutes to work and back completely encroached in this novel. Although you can argue that the story itself is overplayed and it’s just that old high school trope, but the reality is that sometimes you need to remember what it’s like to be a kid and what it was like to fall in love.
Lily Abbott is the kind of character I can resonate with. I was the girl that sat in class and instead of paying attention wrote poetry and thoughts in a journal I carried with me all the time. I was listening to obscure punk bands and sitting with the less popular group of friends. While I never exchanged letters and never really dated anyone outside of the occasional blind date, I resonated with her. I resonated with the entire story.
You can’t help but to feel good and even at the end when I thought everything was going to go south, it didn’t. My cold heart warmed up reading this book and I’m so surprised by every YA novel I pick up and how detailed and emotionally stirring they all are.