I fell in love with hope
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Average rating2.1
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Ratings4
Average rating2.1
Against the unforgiving landscape of a hospital, I fell in love with a mischievous, sun-eyed boy who became my only joy in that desolate place. That’s what made it all the more soul-crushing when he committed suicide in front of me. Since then, I've sworn never to love anyone again. With three exceptions: My friends, Sony, Neo, and Coeur, a little gang of rebellious, dying kids. Sony leads the charge with the air of freedom and only one lung to breathe it. Neo, a bad-tempered and wheel-chaired writer, keeps track of our great deeds from stealing to terrorizing our nurse. Coeur is the beautiful boy, the muscle, the gentle giant with a failing heart. Before death inevitably knocks down our doors, my thieves and I have one last heist planned. A great escape that will take us far from abusive parents, crippling loss, and the realities of our diseases. So what happens when someone else walks through the door? What happens when a girl joins our party and renders me speechless with her mischievous smile? What happens when she has suns in her eyes, and as terrified as I am to lose again, I start to fall? Trigger warnings found in foreword.
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I am torn with this one. On one hand it adopts a unique tone, maybe a little of a new author struggling to find their voice, but unique and enticing all the same. The characters are cool, and the book sets up some great questions. But this is where I say: tread carefully. Mental illness - maybe illness of any kind, but mental comes up for me first - is a tricky thing to write (no I am not a writer, but I've read many a book with mental illnesses so I've seen my fair share of good and bad). Some of my favorite books tackle this issue - and they do it well. So well. So well that I'm left sobbing (take a look at my haunted-me and i-cried shelves, seriously, do it). But others...they leave a strange taste in my mouth. I am not saying this author did a bad job, but too often she crosses the line of glamorizing it. This could be a more naive/inexperienced issue, as this is a new author who I am sure will grow. Or maybe these issues only stood out to me, as this book has some awesome reviews (not saying they aren't well-deserved). But when I compare this one to the books that comment on or include mental illness, it falls a little short in eloquence & tact (? right word ? who knows ?). I realize I am in a small group of people here. But hey, my views are my views. I'm just one reviewer of many.
After the second chapter the pace of the book started being weird, and the writing only went downhill. The book had so much potential tho
This book tried to be a pintrest board of quotes. I could not finish this book.
