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Slammed |
How do I put into words how good this book is? I won't even try.
I was resistant to read this book because the review mention poetry and it didn't entice me. I'm so glad I read it anyway. I had read
Hopeless before and I liked it but
Slammed is a masterpiece.
The story begins with Layken moving from Texas to Michigan after her father died. They sold their home and now her mom and brother are her only family. She just turned eighteen and will start her last year of high school.
When she meets her neighbor Will Cooper they get along great, an attraction builds and when Will asks her to go out with him, he takes her to listen to slam poetry. Oh my, who would have thought that slammed poetry can be funny, sweet, sad, and awesome? Not I.
Of course everything changes when school starts.
I won't go into any details. Why? Because this book was crafted perfectly. Kudos to Colleen Hoover for writing this sweet story.
Point of Retreat is next.
Now, where is the movie?
5/5 Fangs- nothing less for this book.
I used to love the ocean.
Everything about her.
Her coral reefs, her white caps, her roaring waves, the
rocks they lap, her pirate legends and mermaid tails,
Treasures lost and treasures held. . .
And ALL
Of her fish
In the sea.
Yes, I used to love the ocean,
Everything about her.
The way she would sing me to sleep as I lay in my bed
then wake me with a force
That I soon came to dread.
Her fables, her lies, her misleading eyes,
I’d drain her dry
If I cared enough to.
I used to love the ocean,
Everything about her.
Her coral reefs, her whitecaps, her roaring waves, the
rocks they lap, her pirate legends and mermaid tails,
treasures lost and treasures held.
And ALL
Of her fish
In the sea.
Well, if you’ve ever tried navigating your sailboat
through her stormy seas, you would realize that
her whitecaps are your enemies. If you’ve ever tried
swimming ashore when your leg gets a cramp and
you just had a huge meal of In-N-Out burgers that’s
weighing you down, and her roaring waves are
knocking the wind out of you, filling your lungs with
water as you flail your arms, trying to get someone’s
attention, but your friends
just
wave
back at you?
And if you’ve ever grown up with dreams in your head
about life, and how one of these days you would pirate
your own ship and have your own crew and that all of
the mermaids
would love
only
you?
Well, you would realize. . .
As I eventually realized . . .
That all the good things about her?
All the beautiful?
It’s not real.
It’s fake.
So you keep your ocean,
I’ll take the Lake.