|[I was generously provided a digital ARC from the publisher via NetGalley]
This one was such a light/intense read, depending on how it affects you and how you look at it.
I personally related a lot to Nora. I feel like we, fangirls and readers, tend to replace actual people and relationships with fictional ones. Nora’s story was about her journey to self-discovery. Her character’s transformation throughout the book was tremendous. Everything she felt and thought about was so genuine and real.
I admired a lot of characters; Jack, obviously, Ricky (loved the sarcasm there), Mila…
I loathed some just as much; Rob, Blaire, Heather, Stone.
Tank, though. Was a character I craved to know more about. He’s such a hard character to analyze. And it feels like we didn’t get enough. I really wanted to know why he was mad at Nora at the end. I loved the way he took his time to figure Nora out. And how he helped shape her into the person she ended up becoming.
Heather was also a character that I found very hard to read and understand.
Overall, I found this book really relate-able and sincere. I saw a lot of myself in Nora.
Nora Hargrove’s post-grad life includes a horrific entry-level job, a cave of an apartment, and a strict avoidance of all interpersonal relationships. She knows only one thing about herself—she wants to be left alone.
Avoiding her mother’s forced family time, she seeks solitude on her own terms. In a poorly ventilated, overcrowded Dewey Beach rental, she discovers there’s no place to hide. Not from yourself, not from your life, and not from love. This is the story of Nora Hargrove’s full share.
I learned the healing power of a good bloody Mary and a dip in the Atlantic. I kayaked in the dead of night and witnessed the only shooting star I’ve ever seen. I fell in love on a bed made of pallets. I lived.
Life is deep. Dive in.