Can't believe we had not posted about this one yet. If you did not catch this release at the beginning of the summer, make sure you do before life gets complicated again next month. Though they are nothing alike, not since the Book Thief had a book made me cry. If you read it already, write and tell us what you thought.
--VL
--VL
If I Stay by Gayle Forman
The opening pages of this exquisite book are rare music in teen literature. Our heroine, Mia, a cellist who loves her rocker parents, adores her little brother, and is beloved by her alternative rock boyfriend, is -- of all things -- happy. Moreover, she has the extraordinary gift of being able to listen to her own happiness as it vibrates around her in the disparate melodies of those she loves.
A rare snowfall dusts her town with a thin layer of unforecast, giddy snow that has melted by the time her family -- school cancelled, work aborted -- boards the Buick on an impromptu, self-made holiday. Beethoven's Cello Sonata no. 3 plays on the radio until it is overwhelmed by "a symphony of grinding, a chorus of popping, an aria of exploding, and finally, the sad clapping of hard metal cutting into soft trees." All are death-silenced but the one uncertain cellist of the aforementioned no longer happy life.
While her body is in coma, Mia's consciousness watches the grieving who call, pray, promise, plead and, of course, sing to her, entreating her to stay. Adam pulls her with his need. He can bear not having her to love if she leaves for Julliard, but he cannot bear for her not to "be," so stay among the living, please.
Mia's memories blend with the scenes at the hospital, the living and the dead wandering among one another elucidating the choices to be made and the depth of what is lost. What arises from Mia's bedside is a gorgeously told, heart aching romance, not just with Adam, but with life.
Reviewed by Vivian
A rare snowfall dusts her town with a thin layer of unforecast, giddy snow that has melted by the time her family -- school cancelled, work aborted -- boards the Buick on an impromptu, self-made holiday. Beethoven's Cello Sonata no. 3 plays on the radio until it is overwhelmed by "a symphony of grinding, a chorus of popping, an aria of exploding, and finally, the sad clapping of hard metal cutting into soft trees." All are death-silenced but the one uncertain cellist of the aforementioned no longer happy life.
While her body is in coma, Mia's consciousness watches the grieving who call, pray, promise, plead and, of course, sing to her, entreating her to stay. Adam pulls her with his need. He can bear not having her to love if she leaves for Julliard, but he cannot bear for her not to "be," so stay among the living, please.
Mia's memories blend with the scenes at the hospital, the living and the dead wandering among one another elucidating the choices to be made and the depth of what is lost. What arises from Mia's bedside is a gorgeously told, heart aching romance, not just with Adam, but with life.
Reviewed by Vivian
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