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The Year We Fell Down, by Sarina Bowen

13 Feb

The Year We Fell DownI do not believe that I had heard about Sarina Bowen for more than perhaps a week before DAJane posted her (now famous) money back guarantee on this book. Of course, in the face of such enthusiasm, I immediately bought it and then…

Waited for a bit.

Which I regretted pretty much as soon as I started reading it, because it truly was all that–and then some.

But see, it’s new adult and told in first person and with alternating points of view.

As I wail loudly (and more often than I like to admit, these days), I don’t like NA or first person. I don’t like either of those things, not a bit.

I don’t, I don’t, I don’t!

Until, that is, a talented writer shows me how it’s done, and then I inhale three novels and one novella one after the other, barely pausing for things like work or sleep. (Fortunately, I mastered the art of one-handed eating, getting dressed, etc a very long time ago) (because of holding books, you pervs, get your minds out of the gutter)

Where was I? Ah, yes.

I bought it on DAJane’s recommendation, waited a month, inhaled it and then bought the next three books in the series the same day, and proceeded to binge on them. Which brings me to this review.

The Year We Fell Down, by Sarina Bowen

Oh my, the good book noises from this one were pretty epic. I loved both characters, despite the fact that this is NA–and very much NA, as the protagonists are both still in college. The novel starts on ‘move-in day’ in a fictional Ivy League college in Connecticut, from the point of view of our heroine, Corey.

It took me about three pages to be hopelessly into the story, Corey’s stupid ‘hope fairy’ be damned. By the time we met Hartley, half way through the first chapter, I was already all the way into the book, and I didn’t surface until the very last page.

Here’s the blurb, from the author’s website:
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Despite appearances, not everything sucks

17 Oct

For those who have been reading this here blog for the past oh, three weeks? It may seem that indeed I’m always in a rage–or at least fairly angry on a regular basis.

Bad of me to disappoint you, but this is  not true.

In fact, again despite appearances, I’m often quite happy.

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