Have you ever read a book that leaves you breathless?
That’s this book.
I LOVED this a LOT – more than I thought I would, honestly. I get pretty burnt out on murder mysteries because most of the mainstream, traditionally-published ones follow a cookie-cutter format of “detective tries to solve mystery, detective gets close to solving mystery, detective’s life is threatened, detective beats villain, detective exposes/captures villain.” So, I *love* that this particular story broke away from that mold.
I won’t lie, the book was a little hard to get into at first, and I thought it might be a four star read at most. But — and I still don’t even know what happened — suddenly the plot picked up after the first few chapters and suddenly I was racing through it. I loved that the chapters flipped back and forth between past and present, and all of the characters felt *extremely* real. I loved all of their little quirks, and I especially loved Colby — who wasn’t even *alive* for 95% of the plot. And, the way that Colby’s spirit was integrated into the plot — subtly, and through indirect contact/visions, rather than literally speaking to Garnet from “beyond the grave” — was incredibly clever.
I also loved how this plot kept me guessing. Of course, that’s kind of what mystery writers pride themselves on — “whodunnit?” — but, a lot of the time, the culprits kinda scream at you even though the author tries to keep you guessing. The First Time I Died wasn’t like that, though. It *genuinely* kept me guessing like I had no idea what the hell was happening (in a good way) and, between that and the incredible characters, it kept me turning pages like the book was crack. In a way, I *became* Blunt, except my crack was this book and I couldn’t get enough of it. No overdosing or terrible, heroin-induced side effects here — just withdrawal from an incredible mystery that I still can’t believe is over.
I literally spent all day reading it. All. Day. Practically in one sitting.
All in all, this book was an emotional rollercoaster. Not only was I second-guessing everyone at every page turn — much like Garnet — but I also fell in love with Garnet and Colby’s relationship during the chapters set in 2017. They both read like genuine 17/18 year old high school Seniors, and their overall relationship is probably one of the most authentic-feeling teenage relationships I’ve read in fiction — Young Adult or otherwise. Colby *maybe* had moments where he seemed a little *too* perfect for being an 18 year old teenage boy... but that’s also maybe because most teenage boys I had encountered during my high school/teenage years were fuckboys who were obsessed with sending me dick pics on Kik, LOL. Maybe they were different in 2007 — but hey, I was 9. (I once had a guy message me on Facebook because he had had a “sex dream about me last night.” Needless to say, he was unfriended shortly thereafter).
Fuckboys and dick pics aside, I definitely, HIGHLY recommend this book to any mystery lover — but ESPECIALLY if you’re a reader like me, who gets pretty burnt out on the repetitiveness of the mystery genre. I can guarantee that this book will restore your faith in the genre.
Anyways, I’m going to end this review with a PSA that I love Colby a whole lot.