Last year, I've been shot by cupid's arrow repeatedly of as I've fallen in love with a lot of really good books. This year, cupid's aim has been a little off lately with my so-so reading list. But then finally, he releases the bow. Flick...Whoosh... Pang. I've been hit again.
This time it's by the two-part series called Just One Day and Just One Year by Gayle Forman.
Allyson Healey has always played it safe with her sheltered lifestyle and color-coded schedule. Until during a trip to Europe, she has taken the biggest leap of faith yet by agreeing to go to Paris with a boy, the handsome wanderer Willem, who she just met. They share the loveliest day of their lives but their story continues to one year of self-discovery, all the while in search for that one great love.
Their tale has a magical effect and yet it's believable. Forman has the sublime talent of describing places, people, and, best of all, emotions. I'm immersed by the scenery she paints, particularly during moments of ode to Shakespeare. It's truly amazing how his works transcend time. These 2013 novels show the joy and wonder that travel bring, the beauty of languages, and the similarities of the world despite diversity.
"Sometimes fate or life or whatever you want to call it, leaves a door a little open and you walk through it. But sometimes it locks and you have to find the key, or pick the lock, or knock the damn thing down. And sometimes, it doesn't even show you the door, and you have to build it yourself."
If you love books about love like me, this pair's a sure bull's eye.