The quote by Brendan Cowell on the cover ("this book made me want to fall in love again") was enough to make me reconsider my purchase but I pushed on. Mostly because the author had me from the first few lines I read in the book store and also because I was grumpy and anxious and wanted something simple. This looked like it was going to be easier to digest than a copy of Who Weekly and a bowl of All Bran.
In this state of mind a book like David Levithan's The Lover's Dictionary should probably have fallen somewhere between making me feel absolutely infuriated and (at best) somewhat smug. But it had another effect altogether. Part novella part long, ambling hispter love poem it cured my grim, self indulgent mood and took all the bad away.
The bumbling and totally adorable male narrator describes his deep, confusing and abiding love for his girlfriend in short paragraphs under headings in alphabetical order (it will only take you an hour or so to read). Levithan's writing is so pretty and heartfelt that more than once I had to remind myself that it really was the male character narrating the story and not the woman. It was so much more than just All Bran. It is a lovely weekend sugar hit. A rose flavoured macaroon of a book. Here's a taste...
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I am very careful whenever I know you are the phone to your father. I know you'll come to me eventually and we'll talk through it. But I have to wait. In the meantime I'm careful what songs I play. I try to speak to you with my selections
Highly cynical people or people in highly cynical moods may not like this book. But I loved it so much I bought two more copies of it today because I want to send them to my friends.
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