argghh, where do i start. well, first of all, i did not finish this one. believe me, i don’t usually leave books unfinished. in fact, there are only 2 or 3 books on my dnf shelf. but it was just too horrible of an idea to pass up on the wonderful opportunity of acting like i’m a picky reviewer!
yes, i will be marking it as read. don’t shame me, you’re not perfect either. i’m not that person that just wants to add to her reading goal, she said fully knowing that she was lying to people’s faces.
i’m not a hard girl to please. give me anything from costco, i’m a happy gal. costco croissants? chef’s kiss for the lamination. their churros? my car is literally covered in cinnamon sugar from a late night costco run three days ago. in fact, i’ve been known to give the best reactions to underwhelming birthday gifts. and emma lord knows that. both of the books i’ve read from her (what an extensive collection, #1 fan who?) were hits for me. she always delivers on plots, weird traditions, and ya goodness. and yes, admittedly, what i learned from this book was that she should just keep writing books for teens. i will say, i have a soft spot for anything ya though.
no, i will not recount the plot for you. unlike the author of this book, i will spare you from the monstrosity that is fake dating when she writes it. instead, i’m going to tell you my problems with this book without 1. spoilers, 2. names, and 3. context. you're welcome! reading this felt like one of those dreams you have when you take a short nap and wake up 300 centuries later, so i literally have no recollection of some parts of this book.
one. diversity. not that there wasn't enough diversity, but the why behind each of the characters. yes, it’s always wonderful when we see representations of ourselves in beloved book people. and maybe some little girl will see herself in sana, so for that, hopefully emma lord inspired her and then those interesting (to say the least) thoughts about diversity would’ve helped someone. but it was apparent that emma could’ve had a checklist for things she needed to include in her book.
- bakery with landowner telling weird-ass main character it’s time to get out of the owl house
- chemistry and a connection (if she has time, you know how hard it is to fit that in these days)
- most importantly…diverse best friend who’s only purpose is to help main character and be diverse and write diverse things!
my friend is telegu and also got an arc for this book. what she found, and i wholeheartedly agree with, is that it’s often worse to have a character of color who’s sole job is to be of color, than no representation at all. treating characters of color as if they are so different and so special and so worthy of sympathy doesn’t give you a sticker. in fact, it strengthens the stereotype that people of color are in need of help from everybody else! representation isn’t always good representation. sana was written with countless micro-aggressions that were incredibly out of touch, and it was like lord set out on a mission to make sure she wrote the most stereotypical character of color there was.
two. steam? more like fog. what comes with writing an adult book is inevitably adult material. i feel barely old enough to read steamy scenes, and always skip them. call me a wimp, they’re just not for me. but what sex scenes/moments of intimacy can develop are strong connections between characters and emotional bonds that we get to witness in the pages of our books. since emma is such a master at writing young characters who don’t need to have sex or make out in order to truly enjoy each other’s company, i expected the chemistry between our two main characters to be even better with more tools in her belt.
but no.
somehow, i was even more disconnected from their relationship than i was with lord’s ya books! thank god this isn’t ya, because i don’t know if i would’ve made it past the 5-page mark. both the characters were just so two-dimensional, so their chemistry and moments together fell flat.
i’m so disappointed, firstly because i hate giving bad reviews for an arc, and secondly: emma’s ya is a breath of fresh air. interesting storylines woven in with witty prose. i so do adore emma’s ya books, but this was an old unoriginal ali hazelwood romance doled out at starbucks moms’ meet and greets or green juice cleansing afternoons with beverly hills dentists. the gen-z name-dropping didn’t help either, but i guess i signed up for that because of the oops-we-went-viral trope. should’ve been a red flag from the start, right?
sadly, i would not recommend. i hope emma can explore different facets of herself as a romance author with new ideas she can unlock now that she’s stepping outside of ya, even if i won’t ever read any of her new adult books! in my opinion, ya is the way to go for her now.
1 star for the beach vibes. the obscure celebrity references weren’t enough to save this book.
insert crying meme face here (yes this is a reference, and no. don’t read this book to find out!)
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pre-review: and she never trusted her instincts or her lord emma again.
friends-to-lovers is always a hit or miss, but i trust in my lord and savior…emma lord! (also apparently they go “viral” so we’ll see if i’m going to be engulfed in weird vampire diaries fanfiction, obscure celebrity name-dropping, and rainbow bagel references?)
thank you to netgalley for the arc!