Howdy ey! You must’ve thought that this is kinda strange that I’m doing a book review again on the same day and it is mainly because I got my book reviews stacked up already. I’ve read one book to another and I cannot stop myself from doing so. That’s the main reason I’m doing book review one after the other. Aaaaaaaand! I am stoked becaaaaz this book is in progress with the movie adaptation, yay or nay? IT’S YAY! Remember the director who did the Twilight adaptation? Yep, Catherine Hardwicke will do the screen adaptation of Love Letters to the Dead. Did I say this yet again? But yes, I am excited. Thrilled, even.
This book is probably one of the books that made me feel down a little bit because of the plot. I badly wanted to save Laurel, and assure her that what happened to her sister, May (whose death was mysterious because Laurel can’t seem to put to words what really happened), was not her fault. Not really. She was indirectly and desperately pleading for people she loves to save her from the sadness that’s slowly killing her. Laurel was the number one fan of her sister and she admired her sister the most. She wanted to become just like her. The friends she met, the boy she loved, and the family that was wrecked; Laurel wants them to understand her—but people can’t understand you unless you tell them something that could lighten them up. She was so scared to take all the blame from these people for her sister’s death. But the truth is she’s the only one blaming herself. The insecurities and the monster inside her screamed to everyone that she only needed loving and understanding but then they won’t understand, unless she speaks. The plot twist makes us realize how to deal with the reality of life. It doesn’t have to be good to be happy. Sometimes, these negative things can make us appreciate happiness more than the good life.
Exceptional Lines by Ava Dellaira
“Maybe you can help me figure out how to find a door to a new world again.”
“The thing is, when I looked back up, Sky was still looking. His eyes were like your voice—keys to a place in me that could burst open.”
“The art of losing isn’ hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.”
“Why are some things harder to lose than other?”
“I think it’s like when you lose something close to you, it’s like losing yourself. That’s why at the end, it’s hard for her to write even. She can hardly remember how. Because she barely knows what she is anymore.”
“She’s the sort of girl who guys fall in love with, but she doesn’t act like a pretty girl.”
“But life isn’t like that. You can’t be sure how it’s going to come out, even if you do everything right.”
“Judy, I read that you said your first memory was music. Music that fills up a home. And one day, suddenly the music could escape through a window. For the rest of your life, you had to chase it.”
“I thought she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I wondered if anyone could ever think of that about me.”
“The universe is bigger than anything that can fit into your mind.”
“Because I think that by beauty, you don’t just mean something pretty. You mean something that makes us human.”
“It made me feel the world was huge and sparkling and full of things to explore. And I belonged in it.”
“I am worried, because I am falling in love with Sky, but I feel like one day, he’ll find out everything and leave.”
“There are two most important things in the world—being in danger, and being saved.”
“Experiencing us is like having the fountain of youth. My intention is that it will always be that way, as long as we live. We’ll get old, but my intention is that we’ll never sell out. That we’ll never get too old to remember who we are right now, together.”
“And I might add, I am in love with a beautiful woman. I pray that I will be able to survive losing her. And that she will come back to me if she can.“
“For the shadows to stop growing. For people to stop being angry. For the world to be safe for love, every kind of love. For me to be one day brave enough to sing in front of everybody.”
“Words can’t be good enough for a lot of things. But, you know, I guess we have to try.”
“Everything doesn’t always work out exactly how we want it to.”
“They’ll dance all around a room, and he’ll miss the way Kristen looked at things, the way she looked at him, like there was nothing else to see.”
“Nothing is worse than when somewhone who’s supposed to love you just leaves.”
“I was crying in the parking lot, and hating myself for crying, and for being so mean to Mom, and for everything.”
This is a great book especially for someone who had gone through so much already. It may not be okay today, but tomorrow is always a brand new day. We have to let our heart decide for our happiness. We don’t usually give creits to it but it has done magnificent things to our lives.
You can actually visit Ava Dellaira’s website and read some of the love letters that other people had written for the departed. Don’t forget to read this. It’s amazing, and beautiful. Beyond words.