Hello and happy Friday. I think last year I became stricter with my ratings and 2020 won’t be an exception. Today’s book is perhaps my second or third two-starred book of the year, and I’m sure it won’t be the last. I’m talking about And We Call it Love by Amanda Vink, a book that was sent to me for reading and reviewing purposes, so I’d like to thank NetGalley, the publisher, and the author.
I read this book between January 27th and 28th, 2020 and like I said I gave it two stars. The entire story is written in verse and that’s not my thing. I was only happy about the fact that I’d fly through it, and I did considering that I only had a few minutes every night. Judging by the title and the cover I knew it wasn’t going to be a lovey-dovey story, but it went in a completely different direction than what I’d anticipated.
I first thought it would feature a romance between the two main characters, who were both females, and I was excited about the LGBTQ* themes, but that wasn’t the case. I don’t even know what made me think that one of the main characters was in love with the other, but that’s what I thought. Besides that, I was very confused at the beginning because the narration, which is all in verse, alternates between the two main characters, Clare and Zari, but there’s nothing that explicitly tells you whose perspective you’re reading from.
Part of why I say that verse is not my thing is the fact that I feel like I’m always getting the general picture of the story, not the whole thing. I get the main idea but no details, if you will, and I am a sucker for details. Had the story been written in prose, I would’ve gotten the alternating perspectives way quicker, without needing any titles or any explicit indication of who was talking. All in all, I felt like I was reading the SparkNotes version of an actual story.
For such a short book, I thought there wasn’t a clear focus of the plot. We already know that there isn’t a romance between the two best friends, but the story doesn’t focus on their friendship either. It’s more of a coming of age story, in my opinion. Both Clare and Zari start dating different boys, and on top of that, Zari’s family doesn’t want her hanging out with Clare, so they drift apart. The synopsis makes it seem like it was Zari’s boyfriend who didn’t let her be with her friend, but the mom was also a huge influence on that friendship drifting apart. Zari’s boyfriend, Dion, is a dickhead, though, and he physically and psychologically abuses her, so trigger warning for that. Because this was such a short book, the ending wrapped up pretty quickly and in my opinion, it was way too happy considering the topics the story was dealing with.
Do you like stories written in verse? Let me know in the comments below.
Love, Miss Camila