Description from Goodreads: ‘Set over the course of one school year in 1986, ELEANOR AND PARK is the story of two star-crossed misfits – smart enough to know that first love almost never lasts, but brave and desperate enough to try. When Eleanor meets Park, you’ll remember your own first love – and just how hard it pulled you under.’
I’ve not read many contemporary books so I didn’t really know what to expect from Eleanor & Park.
Eleanor & Park is told from the alternating points of view of Eleanor and Park and it’s clearly marked out which character is speaking so it never gets confusing.
A lot of the comments I read about this book said that it reminds you of what it feels like to fall in love and it’s true. You remember the awkwardness, the secrecy and the rush you feel around that someone, so it’s a real joy to read.
I loved both Eleanor and Park, they were realistic characters and their relationship made me feel all giddy.
The book wasn’t all sunshine, rainbows and puppies though (there was actually none of that by the way), there were some very dark parts.
Eleanor has a pretty terrible homelife and Rowell does a brilliant job of putting you right in the middle of it, making you feel just as uncomfortable around Eleanor’s stepfather as she does.
I can’t praise Rowell enough for how well she wrote this book and how fantastic a job she does of pulling you in and making you feel everything the characters feel. I loved it so much I stopped up until half one to finish this book off.
The ending was hard. It hurt, I thought I was going to cry but then I remember cyborgs don’t cry. The ending wasn’t completely unjustified and it made sense to me but it hurt so much! It’s three weeks later and I’m still not over it, thanks for that Rainbow Rowell!
Also, I really want to know what those three words were. Rowell has hinted in interviews that it’s positive because Park smiles but I need confirmation. I need to know!
After reading this I will definitely pick up some more of Rowell’s work and I remember reading that she started out after taking part in NaNoWriMo, which is brilliant.
In short: A beautifully written book that makes you feel so much and a storyline that will stick with you for weeks to come. READ IT!
Better late than never, my February roundup and March to be read video is now live.
Forbidden (The Soulkeepers 1) – Lori Adams (my review)
Champion – Marie Lu (my review)
Eleanor & Park – Rainbow Rowell (review coming soon!)
Divergent – Veronica Roth (my review)
Raven’s Gate – Anthony Horowitz
Uglies – Scott Westerfeld
daynight – Megan Thomason
I’m very lucky that within a 10 minute drive I can be out in the fresh air, in a forest, looking at a landscape that looks pretty untouched.
Many moons ago (way before I started this blog) my hair was constantly changing colour but I always loved it most when it was any shade of red.
I’ve always been fascinated with ginger / red / orange / whatever you want to call it, hair. Alyson Hannigan and Christina Hendricks lovely orangey locks have been a source of hair envy for me for many years.
And amazingly, that shade of orange is never one I’d done before so I decided to give it a go.
I was very apprehensive about how it would turn out because the last time I dyed my hair a ‘sensible’ colour other than blonde, it was brown and I hate, hate, hated it.
Luckily it turned out really well and it looks pretty darn vibrant if I may say so myself, though it is still weird looking in the mirror and seeing myself with different coloured hair.
I will do a review of the dye I used in a couple of weeks so I can waffle about fading, but if anyone wants to know right now, I used Superdrug Vibrance Mango Copper Burst 7.4 and yes, it’s animal friendly yay!
This song kind of sums up how I’m feeling about a certain aspect of my life at the moment (it’s not blogging by the way). Something I once enjoyed, I’m bored and frustrated with.
I don’t feel like my mind is being stretched and I’m getting bored and annoyed easily.
I hoped it would pass but it’s been going on for two months now and I’m now getting annoyed that I’m getting annoyed and frustrated.
When I’m feeling burnt out with reading, I pick up a book I love. When I’m burnt out with writing, I just write about something silly. This is different though, I can’t really seem to think of anything I can do to stop the frustration.
What do you do to try and get your motivation back?
I was a latecomer to the full face of makeup party. I’ve been experimenting with eyeshadow and eyeliner from the age of 13 but it wasn’t until I was about 17 or 18 where I began wearing a full face of makeup most days.
I have never been the kind of person who won’t go to Tesco or answer the front door without my make up on, but if I was going to work, college or out for the day out would come the foundation.
I’m not going to lie to you and tell you it’s a creativity thing, it’s not. Eyeshadow is a creativity thing, foundation definitely isn’t, foundation for me is a confidence thing.
Luckily for me I have pretty good skin and if it weren’t for my red cheeks I wouldn’t bother with foundation. There’s nothing wrong with having pinky-red cheeks, plenty of men have them and I never judged them for it or thought they looked awful.
I wear blush, but leave my cheeks be as they are? What a ridiculous idea.
As a woman I feel like that isn’t good enough and like I’m supposed to have some flawless and perfect looking skin. I know in my head that’s absolute bullpoop, yet I like millions of women worldwide can’t help but feel we aren’t good enough.
My ‘foundation free’ day at work wasn’t intentional, it was accidental. I’ve recently switched to mineral foundation which doesn’t provide a huge amount of coverage and I forgot to put concealer underneath yesterday. Combine that with my skin being a bit dry at the moment and by about 9am my foundation was barely visible at all.
For a few seconds I had a minor freakout in the bathroom but then it dawned on me that nothing terrible had happened. No one had said ‘oh you look terrible’ or ‘wake up late this morning?’.
Now I know none of the people I work with would say that anyway, they’re great people, but in my head not wearing foundation to work was scary and I’d be judged for it.
This might seem like a non-issue to some but to me it was a pretty big deal and going to work without it has given me a bit of a confidence boost.
I know I don’t need to wear foundation every day and I constantly tell myself that ‘who cares’ what other people think but like many I have grown up in a world where we’re told multiple times a day that appearance matters and I do care.
Today I’m not even putting foundation on and it feels exciting and a bit liberating.
If there was any message or takeaway I wanted to give anyone who feels the same way as me, it’s that if you go to work, college or just out for the day and you don’t wear makeup the terrible things your head tells you will happen, won’t happen.