The Seven Year Slip by Ashley Poston

An overworked book publicist with a perfectly planned future hits a snag when she falls in love with her temporary roommate…only to discover he lives seven years in the past, in this witty and wise new novel from the New York Times bestselling author of The Dead Romantics. Sometimes, the worst day of your life happens, and you have to figure out how to live after it. So Clementine forms a plan to keep her heart safe: work hard, find someone decent to love, and try to remember to chase the moon. The last one is silly and obviously metaphorical, but her aunt always told her that you needed at least one big dream to keep going. And for the last year, that plan has gone off without a hitch. Mostly. The love part is hard because she doesn’t want to get too close to anyone—she isn’t sure her heart can take it. And then she finds a strange man standing in the kitchen of her late aunt’s apartment. A man with kind eyes and a Southern drawl and a taste for lemon pies. The kind of man that, before it all, she would’ve fallen head-over-heels for. And she might again. Except, he exists in the past. Seven years ago, to be exact. And she, quite literally, lives seven years in his future. Her aunt always said the apartment was a pinch in time, a place where moments blended together like watercolors. And Clementine knows that if she lets her heart fall, she’ll be doomed. After all, love is never a matter of time—but a matter of timing.

The greatest HEA to exist if you don't think too hard about it.

The worst (yet) I have rated a book this year, but come on, 3 is not bad. It’s just not great. Good things first-

- I loved aunt Analea, such a quirky fun personality, her charms adding character to the apartment, always looking out for new adventures. If this book had been about her, I probably would have given it 5/5.

- The way the author describes grief and dealing with loss is just so heartbreaking yet powerful. My favourite quote from the book was “Because the things that mattered most never really left. The love stays. The love always stays, and so do we.” This made me cry. All the parts about grief and loss were beautiful.

- The premise in itself, and the potential of the story. Which was, unfortunately, lost in the romantic plot.

The not so great things -

- I will now vomit if I hear these two words being mentioned one more time - lemon, crooked.

- What is with Iwan’s eyes being pale grey and STORMING up with emotions? I shudder at the thought of having to look at anyone who had weird magical orbs eyes! 👀 🔮

- There is really no connection or chemistry in the romance (first time) and their relationship (?) made no sense at all! Really, you find a stranger at home and decide to give them a nickname LEMON after spending two hours together? Instant love is so out of fashion.

I get why this book is a huge hit, and I can see the appeal in grabbing this book for a quick and light whimsical read, but ahh looks like this is not my kind of pie (ha!).