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328 pages, Hardcover
First published April 7, 2015
"I wonder if he knows how bad I want to keep him here,just so I can look at him." - Sage
"Until this moment, I didn't realize I was walking around all this time with a Shane-shaped hole inside of me" - Sage. CHAPTER THREE!
"He wraps his fingers around mine, and I think, I could live in your eyes."
"I’ve heard if you pretend long enough—or maybe wish hard enough—faking normal becomes real. I’m counting on that. Until then, I’ll carry on."

"I came here looking to finish school quietly. Stay out of trouble. Maybe write some new songs. I never expected you."
I ask myself if he's singing this for a reason, if he saw how much I doubt belonging with someone like him, someone hot and talented.
I'm so not enough. I can't be. I smile, and I act happy, and I pretend. I'm the queen of bright and shiny things, eternally looking for the [positive and seeking a silver lining in the dark. He's dating a girl I invented three years ago because the real me is horrible, and I wanted to leave her behind... I want so bad to be normal, but I never can be.
"Everyone deserves a second chance."
"They aren't talking to me. People know I will cut a bitch if they start something with you."
He's a hunk of chocolate cake slathered in frosting that I'm not supposed to have, but can't help wanting.
"I'd love to pull my grade up to a C before midterms."
"I'll get you to a B by the time the grading period ends."
I say without thinking, "If you do, I'll love you forever."
...
"Then I better apply myself," he says softly.
"I wish I could have all your firsts, because you're getting all of mine."
Being numb is good for a while, until it's not anymore. "They're fooling themselves," I say. "It's better to deal with your shit head on. Life doesn't get better if you look away."
I walk on, brightening the smile through sheer determination. I've heard if you pretend ling enough- or maybe wish hard enough- faking normal becomes real. I'm counting on that. Until then, I'll carry on.
But he most be fronting because nobody ever wants to be lonely. You just pretend not to care if anyone talks to you because otherwise, you're the desperate loser begging for friends.
I never get down- that I don't have shitty days and dark thoughts. I've just learned not to follow them down the hole. I've seen what lives in there, and it's pretty awful. Depression threatens.
I do this daily, scope for somebody having an awful day, and look for a bright side. Sometimes it's lame, but at least I'm trying.
There's always a part of me that wants to make people sorry when they pissed me off, but I've swallowed her whole, wrapped the shadow me in plastic, and I'm waiting for her to stop breathing.
His head jerks up; he was totally into the book and didn't hear me at all, Which makes me like him instantly.
This review was originally posted on One Curvy Blogger
When you see the cover of The Queen of Bright and Shiny Things you probably think bubbly contemporary romance – I know I did. I’m all for the cute YA romances these days so I picked it up thinking I would probably enjoy it, but I never expected an true emotional connection! So while this book was cute in some parts and the main characters, Sage and Shane, were “awwh” inspiring, the book wasn’t just ponies and rainbows and everything nice. It had a darker theme to it that I would never have guessed if I hadn’t picked it up and given it a try. (Just another reason not to judge a book by its cover, Tika and Blessie!)I'm so not enough. I can't be. I smile, and I act happy, and I pretend. I'm the queen of bright and shiny things, eternally looking for the positive and seeking a silver lining in the dark... the real me is horrible, and I wanted to leave her behind, along with the group home and the court-mandated therapy sessions. I want so bad to be normal, but I never can be.
“I want to be the person who never lets you down.”
“I don't know how to be a boyfriend," he warns me.
I cock a brow at him, smiling. "That's too bad...since I have a PhD in girlfriendology from the University of So Many Feelings.”
“God,” he whispers. “What am I supposed to do with you? Why do you care when nobody else does?”
"You just pretend not to care if anyone talks to you because otherwise, you're the desperate loner begging for friends. Whatever, Shane's gone, long strides eating up the hallway, and he's not even rubbing his shoulder, like he's used to pain. For some reason, that bothers me." (Hardcover, page 9)

"I'm glad he didn't offer sympathy for my loss. That's bullshit. Most people who spout platitudes have no idea how you feel, the way loss chews at you until you're a bottomless hole. They just want to fill an awkward silence." (Hardcover, page 135)
