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Love Letters to the Dead
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The point is that there was no point to this book. If I wanted to read about a main character that I can't relate to, whose grief isn't even present, who falls in love too easily, who lets herself be completely bent by peer pressure, who can't really relate to her family...WHY DO I NEED TO PAY MONEY FOR IT? If I wanted to read the diary of a really immature young woman, I can just go onto Tumblr or DeviantArt or Livejournal (does anyone use Livejournal anymore?) and browse through any amount of adolescent frippery for free. And I can stop when I want to!
The Premise: This book is written in a series of letters to dead characters, musicians, poets, actors. It reads like a slightly less silly version of a 12-year old fangirl writing letters to One Direction or Justin Bieber.
The Actual Letters: A few paragraphs on the artists themselves, and then a million pages (or so it felt like) of a teenaged girl rambling on about:
1. Skyyyyyyyyyy. Skyyyyyyyyyy <3333333
3. Her lesbian friends
4. Her cool older friends who are like, so awesome, and, like, so into each other, and like, so into music!
The "letters" follow this pattern for the entire fucking book:
Dear ______,
I think you're really cool because _______. I imagine that you must have been like _________ growing up. I think your dreams must have been like the wings of an angel sparkling with unicorn horns and butterfly dreams that never got fulfilled.
Today I went to lunch with my friends. I thought about Sky a lot.
Then I talked to my friends. Then I watched them kiss. Then I pretended that I didn't see them kiss. I went home to talk to my really sad dad, and I reflected upon how sad he is and how much I miss him. And May. But I'm not going to think about May. I'm not going to tell you anything about how she died. I'm going to let you have the impression that I love her even if I don't say it. I'm going to give you the impression that I care about her without ever implicitly mentioning her.
Sky is really hot.
______, you must have been so cool to know while you were alive.
Yours,
Laurel
AN. ENTIRE. BOOK. LIKE THIS.
Laurel: She reminds me a lot of Lara Jean from Jenny Han's To All the Boys I've Loved Before, which is to say, she's innocent as fuck, she's naive as fuck, and even if she's old enough to get to 3rd (and then some) base with her boyfriend, and drink, and do illegal shit, she's just there for the ride. Laurel is not a leader. She is a follower. She does things because people tell her to. If this book were an YA paranormal, Laurel would be the equivalent of Bella Swan because she fucking does nothing in the book unless someone drags her into it.
She is a good girl, an innocent girl who drinks and do stupid stuff like ask strangers to buy her alcohol because her (cool) friends tell her to. And she really, really wants to be friends with them. She is desperate to be loved, and I couldn't give a flying fuck about that. Spare me your dull I-have-problems-that-I-won't-talk-about mental issues; I want a girl twisted and torn by grief, I don't want a passive little fluffy bunny, even if that bunny occasionally indulges in some cannabis-laced carrots.
Inconsistent Writing: I could not get immersed in Laurel's character because she has such an inconsistent voice. In some parts of her narrative Laurel sounds like a 12-year old.
- I liked everything about it. I liked waiting in line with everyone. I liked that the girl in front of me had red curls on the back of her head that you could tell she curled herself. And I liked the thin crinkle of the plastic when I opened the wrapper. I liked how every bite made a falling-apart kind of crunch.
- When I got the shirt, secretly I had hoped that Sky would notice me in it and see who I could be. Maybe he’d feel a pang of regret over losing me.
- It had my name on the back. It was perfect. He had sanded the wood down so it was smooth, but the grains don’t go away. I told him it was my favorite present I’d ever gotten. He looked proud.
And then she starts spouting off philosophical crap and imageries out of freaking nowhere, and I'm left wondering who am I reading, the character or the author trying to write a poetic teen who's not convincing in the least?
- Her house is a different kind of empty. It’s not full of ghosts. It’s quiet, with shelves set up with rose china, and china dolls, and rose soaps meant to wash out sadness.
- There is something fragile like moths inside of him, something fluttering. Something trying desperately to crowd toward a light. May was a real moon who everyone flocked to. But even if I am only Sky’s street lamp, I don’t mind.
- I think Hannah must be afraid like I get afraid, the way I did when I heard the river yesterday, the way I do when I don’t even know what the shadow is, but I feel it breathing.
Laurel's narrative voice just did not work for me. I can't take a 12-going on 40 year old poet.
The Romance: Zero spark. Zero chemistry. About as convincing as the romance between Leonardo DiCaprio and whatever barely-legal Victoria's Secret supermodel he's dating now.
Everyone loves Laurel. Out of nowhere, the most popular guy in school asks her out, and not only that, she got the attention of Sky, the loner who never talks to anyone.
Some truly bad things happen to Laurel in this book, and guess what? I don't care. I want to care. I'm not a callous person, but you have to make me FEEL something for the character. I could not relate to her. I could not sympathize with her. I did not like her. I can't bring myself to hurt for her when she is damaged.
Not recommended.
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Khanh, first of her name, mother of bunnies's review
bookshelves: why-do-i-hate-myself, ya, ya-contemporary, boring-main-character, high-school, sleeping-pill, romance, mental-illness, mary-sue
Apr 03, 2014
bookshelves: why-do-i-hate-myself, ya, ya-contemporary, boring-main-character, high-school, sleeping-pill, romance, mental-illness, mary-sue
Dear Kurt Cobain,For me, this book was pointless, puerile, and pretentious, with a character who is the passive, dull YA contemporary equivalent of Bella Swan or Luce Price.
Mrs. Buster gave us our first assignment in English today, to write a letter to a dead person.
It’s hard to be myself, because I don’t know exactly who I am. But now that I’ve started high school, I need to figure it out really fast.The main character was simultaneously too naive and juvenile, while never letting me forget that behind this character, there is an adult writing this book.
On my first day...I used my favorite outfit from middle school instead, which is jean overalls with a long-sleeve tee shirt and hoop earrings.I could not bring myself to care about the extremely dull character, who has no character and no personality of her own, who comes off as a girl who's only too willing to be pulled along by peer pressure.
The next thing I realized is that you aren’t supposed to bring your lunch. You are supposed to buy pizza and Nutter Butters, or else you aren’t supposed to even eat lunch.This book goes nowhere. It is a diary of a high school girl, Laurel, who's lost her sister, May. Laurel's despair over May's death is tremendously subtle, and so suppressed that I can hardly tell she's grieving at all.
I guess I am not doing this assignment the way I am supposed to. Maybe I’ll try again later.No shit.
Yours,
Laurel
The point is that there was no point to this book. If I wanted to read about a main character that I can't relate to, whose grief isn't even present, who falls in love too easily, who lets herself be completely bent by peer pressure, who can't really relate to her family...WHY DO I NEED TO PAY MONEY FOR IT? If I wanted to read the diary of a really immature young woman, I can just go onto Tumblr or DeviantArt or Livejournal (does anyone use Livejournal anymore?) and browse through any amount of adolescent frippery for free. And I can stop when I want to!
The Premise: This book is written in a series of letters to dead characters, musicians, poets, actors. It reads like a slightly less silly version of a 12-year old fangirl writing letters to One Direction or Justin Bieber.
Dear Amy Winehouse,And 95% of the book is about Laurel, not the artists. To be fair, I didn't want it to be, because the information I got from these artists from these silly, juvenile "letters" aren't anything I wouldn't have gleaned from 5 minutes on Wikipedia or Daily Mail UK.
Your fearlessness seemed like it came from a different time. When your first album was released, you still looked innocent, a pretty girl who said she thought she was ugly.
You would step onstage in your little dress, sipping a drink, with your big beehive hairdo and Cleopatra eyeliner, and sing with a voice that poured out of your tiny body. You were willing to expose yourself without caring what anyone thought. I wish I was more like that.
The Actual Letters: A few paragraphs on the artists themselves, and then a million pages (or so it felt like) of a teenaged girl rambling on about:
1. Skyyyyyyyyyy. Skyyyyyyyyyy <3333333
I especially like to watch this boy, whose name I figured out is Sky. He always wears a leather jacket, even though summer is barely over. He reminds me that the air isn’t just something that’s there. It’s something you breathe in.2. Her family, dad, mom, crazy Bible-thumping Aunt Amy
3. Her lesbian friends
4. Her cool older friends who are like, so awesome, and, like, so into each other, and like, so into music!
Dear Janis Joplin,5. Her sister. I guess.
When I got home today, I looked up about Slash, and I also looked up about your life, so that I can start my education, and so that I can be friends with Tristan and Kristen.
When Kristen and I are better friends, I am going to ask her to play me some of your music.
Yours,
Laurel
The "letters" follow this pattern for the entire fucking book:
Dear ______,
I think you're really cool because _______. I imagine that you must have been like _________ growing up. I think your dreams must have been like the wings of an angel sparkling with unicorn horns and butterfly dreams that never got fulfilled.
Today I went to lunch with my friends. I thought about Sky a lot.
Then I talked to my friends. Then I watched them kiss. Then I pretended that I didn't see them kiss. I went home to talk to my really sad dad, and I reflected upon how sad he is and how much I miss him. And May. But I'm not going to think about May. I'm not going to tell you anything about how she died. I'm going to let you have the impression that I love her even if I don't say it. I'm going to give you the impression that I care about her without ever implicitly mentioning her.
Sky is really hot.
______, you must have been so cool to know while you were alive.
Yours,
Laurel
AN. ENTIRE. BOOK. LIKE THIS.
Laurel: She reminds me a lot of Lara Jean from Jenny Han's To All the Boys I've Loved Before, which is to say, she's innocent as fuck, she's naive as fuck, and even if she's old enough to get to 3rd (and then some) base with her boyfriend, and drink, and do illegal shit, she's just there for the ride. Laurel is not a leader. She is a follower. She does things because people tell her to. If this book were an YA paranormal, Laurel would be the equivalent of Bella Swan because she fucking does nothing in the book unless someone drags her into it.
She is a good girl, an innocent girl who drinks and do stupid stuff like ask strangers to buy her alcohol because her (cool) friends tell her to. And she really, really wants to be friends with them. She is desperate to be loved, and I couldn't give a flying fuck about that. Spare me your dull I-have-problems-that-I-won't-talk-about mental issues; I want a girl twisted and torn by grief, I don't want a passive little fluffy bunny, even if that bunny occasionally indulges in some cannabis-laced carrots.
Inconsistent Writing: I could not get immersed in Laurel's character because she has such an inconsistent voice. In some parts of her narrative Laurel sounds like a 12-year old.
- I liked everything about it. I liked waiting in line with everyone. I liked that the girl in front of me had red curls on the back of her head that you could tell she curled herself. And I liked the thin crinkle of the plastic when I opened the wrapper. I liked how every bite made a falling-apart kind of crunch.
- When I got the shirt, secretly I had hoped that Sky would notice me in it and see who I could be. Maybe he’d feel a pang of regret over losing me.
- It had my name on the back. It was perfect. He had sanded the wood down so it was smooth, but the grains don’t go away. I told him it was my favorite present I’d ever gotten. He looked proud.
And then she starts spouting off philosophical crap and imageries out of freaking nowhere, and I'm left wondering who am I reading, the character or the author trying to write a poetic teen who's not convincing in the least?
- Her house is a different kind of empty. It’s not full of ghosts. It’s quiet, with shelves set up with rose china, and china dolls, and rose soaps meant to wash out sadness.
- There is something fragile like moths inside of him, something fluttering. Something trying desperately to crowd toward a light. May was a real moon who everyone flocked to. But even if I am only Sky’s street lamp, I don’t mind.
- I think Hannah must be afraid like I get afraid, the way I did when I heard the river yesterday, the way I do when I don’t even know what the shadow is, but I feel it breathing.
Laurel's narrative voice just did not work for me. I can't take a 12-going on 40 year old poet.
The Romance: Zero spark. Zero chemistry. About as convincing as the romance between Leonardo DiCaprio and whatever barely-legal Victoria's Secret supermodel he's dating now.
Everyone loves Laurel. Out of nowhere, the most popular guy in school asks her out, and not only that, she got the attention of Sky, the loner who never talks to anyone.
And although he has license to stand with the cool kids, he still doesn’t fully belong anywhere and hasn’t relinquished his title of Mr. Mystery. Hence the throng of girls who are always leaning in and touching his arm. But of course, my money’s on you.”He's a cool loner, the one who never cares about anyone, until he meets Laurel. It is insta-love for her, and Sky falls for Laurel remarkably fast, considering Laurel never does or say anything fucking remarkable. But I guess 17-year old boys are easily impressed.
“You’d be a really great writer,” I said.Final Comments: The grief over May's death just isn't there. Sure, Laurel is supposed to be really, really sad about May, considering she died, but I never felt her sadness. It is a matter of telling, not showing. You could argue that Laurel is suppressing her grief really well, but why the fuck would I want to read a book about that? It's the equivalent of reading a romance novel where the main character absolutely refuses to fall in love against all reason. I know those books exist. I don't like them!
“Oh yeah? How do you know?”
“By the way you talk. Like when you said that Kurt is so loud because he’s staring the monster in the face, and how you’ve got to fight back.”
Some truly bad things happen to Laurel in this book, and guess what? I don't care. I want to care. I'm not a callous person, but you have to make me FEEL something for the character. I could not relate to her. I could not sympathize with her. I did not like her. I can't bring myself to hurt for her when she is damaged.
Not recommended.
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April 3, 2014
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May 2, 2014
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May 02, 2014 10:37PM
Dull as dirt from an Iowa Writer Workshop alumni? That doesn't sound good at all.
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It reads like a grown woman trying to write like a naive young woman. Doesn't work for me. Definitely overhyped imo.
I knew there was something fishy when Stephen Chobosky is selling this hard. She worked for him, so of course he's going to say good things about it.
Eurgh. I get enough dull poetic teenage crap from real teenagers on the Internet.
(And yes, LiveJournal still exists, although I don't always remember to check my friends page daily these days.)
(And yes, LiveJournal still exists, although I don't always remember to check my friends page daily these days.)
Shinjini: Thank you :D
Katch: The overall rating is so high that I was hoping it would be great :(
Kribu: (I still have an LJ account that I use to check on K-pop blogs!) Shh!
Katch: The overall rating is so high that I was hoping it would be great :(
Kribu: (I still have an LJ account that I use to check on K-pop blogs!) Shh!
Oh god, I just got this. I'm still going to read it, but now I'm so gonna lower my expectations -__-
The guy's name is Sky, by the way? WHY NAME YOUR YA HERO THAT. NOOO.
The guy's name is Sky, by the way? WHY NAME YOUR YA HERO THAT. NOOO.
She didn't change the structure of the letters? One of the most important things in writing is always changing up the structure so it doesn't sound repetitive. She got an MFA at Iowa Writer's Workshop and doesn't know this at all? Wow. Wasted potential. Apparently, she was a poet. Still, I know poet's who can do this in fiction writing, and they aren't even done with their BA yet. It's the person, not the school. Bummer Iowa normally turns out great writers like ZZ Packer, Flannery O'Connor, Eleanor Catton, and so many others.
Louisa: Total hippie name, right?
Kit: Yep. I get passivity, but I don't want to read about passive characters. I want to be entertained. I want to feel something for them, if they must be passive.
Liz: The letter structure sometimes changes, like in some letters, SHE BARELY EVEN TALK ABOUT THE PERSON TO WHICH THE LETTER IS ADDRESSED AT ALL. Just jumped right in talking about herself. Wah wah wah.
Kit: Yep. I get passivity, but I don't want to read about passive characters. I want to be entertained. I want to feel something for them, if they must be passive.
Liz: The letter structure sometimes changes, like in some letters, SHE BARELY EVEN TALK ABOUT THE PERSON TO WHICH THE LETTER IS ADDRESSED AT ALL. Just jumped right in talking about herself. Wah wah wah.
Khanh (Destroyer of Dreams) wrote: "Louisa: Total hippie name, right?
Kit: Yep. I get passivity, but I don't want to read about passive characters. I want to be entertained. I want to feel something for them, if they must be passive..."
I think Stephen Chobosky must have influenced this book too much from the sounds of it. I didn't like "The Perks of being a Wallflower" (though the movie was good). The character is passive, and has cool older friends too.
Kit: Yep. I get passivity, but I don't want to read about passive characters. I want to be entertained. I want to feel something for them, if they must be passive..."
I think Stephen Chobosky must have influenced this book too much from the sounds of it. I didn't like "The Perks of being a Wallflower" (though the movie was good). The character is passive, and has cool older friends too.
This Laurel girl looks like someone I'd love to slap some sense to. I think everyone would be pissed at a naive girl like her. I thought this book was meh then, but now, its just sounds annoying.
I won this as an ARC from First Reads and thought it was a bad version of The Perks of Being a Wallflower. Laurel and her stupid fascination with moths and her overall voice were annoying. Seriously, I groaned at some of the purple prose in that book
Liz: I couldn't get past 5 pages of The Perks of Being a Wallflower myself
Julianne: I just don't like a naive, passive character >_>
Savina: I hate hype. It creates far too many expectations
Shayla: Yeah, purple prose...and her poetry...man -_-
Julianne: I just don't like a naive, passive character >_>
Savina: I hate hype. It creates far too many expectations
Shayla: Yeah, purple prose...and her poetry...man -_-
I already wasn't planning on reading this (I avoid death-of-sister books like the PLAGUE), but it sounds even more terrible than I thought it would be. What's the point of this book if MC isn't demonstrably sad?! I'm annoyed just reading about it.
As a child, I might have rushed towards death-of-sister books because I absolutely hated my baby sister. I love her to death, now, though, and if a book features a sister in it, she had better be the object of friendship, love, and adoration!
I've made up for my horrible first few years of sisterhood, just so you know.
I've made up for my horrible first few years of sisterhood, just so you know.
Letters and death of a sister was enough reason to avoid this book for me.Thanks to you now I'm sure I made the right call :D
Gods, I think I'd have inhaled a screwdriver if I'd actually had to read that book.
I think I'd like some cannabis-laced-carrot-eating bunnies as well.
Even if the story was promising, I don't think I can deal with thay writing style. I would rather eat that said bunny previously mentioned than read this.
Which is saying a lot, because bunnies = adorbs.
Even if the story was promising, I don't think I can deal with thay writing style. I would rather eat that said bunny previously mentioned than read this.
Which is saying a lot, because bunnies = adorbs.
This "book" should have been a Novella. I didn't hate it as much as you did. But I felt like the celebs Laurel wrote to weren't really relevant to the intended audience for this book. I 1000% agree every letter followed the same format.
I decided to not to read it the moment you said you could hardly tell she was grieving after her own sister. One of my biggest pet-peeves is when authors don't think that a sibling's (or someone else really close) death leaves a big damage on a person and you won't move on in 5 minutes. Ugh.
Getting strong Stephen Chobosky vibes from the writing style, which is pretty much equivalent to saying "ugh, no."
You still got me to add this book on my ever-growing books to read on a rainy day -list because, well, passive MC, dead people and bunnies. Adorable review!
You still got me to add this book on my ever-growing books to read on a rainy day -list because, well, passive MC, dead people and bunnies. Adorable review!
Sorry to see another literary disappointment. There should be a sequel that is just the dead peoples' responses to the MC's rambling self-absorbed letters.
Also, what caused the change of heart regarding your sister?
Also, what caused the change of heart regarding your sister?
Tamara: I like the sister premise, but I need more mourning :D
Rabindranaut: LOL! I've never heard of that expression before, thanks for a good laugh!
Katie.g: I've read worse, sadly, and thank you!
Kat: They would be absolutely adorable as pets, I bet
Rogier: You're welcome :)
Ally: The book is short enough as it is, and it definitely needs to be shorter
TheOracle: She is grieving, but the problem is that the book hardly showed that. I wanted more grief, I want more torn-up feelings, I want more sadness and not just memories of a dead sister.
Aavis: Same school of writing, so it figures
Lauren: I think a lot of us were similar when we're that age, but I don't want to revisit myself. When I read a book, I want someone more mature than I was
Katie: Ah, I'm sorry! I can sympathize =)
Mike: After college, I realized...holy shit, my sister is smart. Holy shit, we like the same things. She likes anime. She likes k-pop and j-pop. She loves books. WE HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON.
Terri R.: I was hoping to like it more than I did
Lauren: Yep :(
Shelby: Lol! Sorry you didn't enjoy it either!
Rabindranaut: LOL! I've never heard of that expression before, thanks for a good laugh!
Katie.g: I've read worse, sadly, and thank you!
Kat: They would be absolutely adorable as pets, I bet
Rogier: You're welcome :)
Ally: The book is short enough as it is, and it definitely needs to be shorter
TheOracle: She is grieving, but the problem is that the book hardly showed that. I wanted more grief, I want more torn-up feelings, I want more sadness and not just memories of a dead sister.
Aavis: Same school of writing, so it figures
Lauren: I think a lot of us were similar when we're that age, but I don't want to revisit myself. When I read a book, I want someone more mature than I was
Katie: Ah, I'm sorry! I can sympathize =)
Mike: After college, I realized...holy shit, my sister is smart. Holy shit, we like the same things. She likes anime. She likes k-pop and j-pop. She loves books. WE HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON.
Terri R.: I was hoping to like it more than I did
Lauren: Yep :(
Shelby: Lol! Sorry you didn't enjoy it either!
Khanh (Destroyer of Dreams) wrote: "Tamara: I like the sister premise, but I need more mourning :D
Rabindranaut: LOL! I've never heard of that expression before, thanks for a good laugh!
Katie.g: I've read worse, sadly, and thank y..."
I'm like you. I need the proof, it's not enough to read "yeah she was sad, anyways..."
Stuff like that annoy me so much.
Rabindranaut: LOL! I've never heard of that expression before, thanks for a good laugh!
Katie.g: I've read worse, sadly, and thank y..."
I'm like you. I need the proof, it's not enough to read "yeah she was sad, anyways..."
Stuff like that annoy me so much.
Awesome review. She would drive me crazy. I have always hated Bella, from the movies at least, never got past the first chapter of the Twilight books. The writing wasn't to my taste. As to this book, Her thoughts are remarkably infantile as I can see from your excerpts. Sheesh the descriptions of the back of people's necks or her lame outfits or what was 'cool' to eat at lunch would be torturous to wade through. So deleting it from my reading list. Well, As soon as I figure out how to remove books from my TBR list I will :)
Figgy: LOL! Well, you got the Girl in the Well, so this should make up for it *shakes fist*
Desi: Thank you! I didn't even think Twilight was that bad, the copycats were way worse, but if I wanted to be bored, I'd read a boring book with at least a paranormal/fantasy plot =)
Desi: Thank you! I didn't even think Twilight was that bad, the copycats were way worse, but if I wanted to be bored, I'd read a boring book with at least a paranormal/fantasy plot =)
I wish the review was not so ambiguous. I mean, tell us how you really feel, don't hold back please.
Igor
Igor
Igor wrote: "I wish the review was not so ambiguous. I mean, tell us how you really feel, don't hold back please.
Igor"
I think she expressed herself perfectly, right from the start really. :)
Igor"
I think she expressed herself perfectly, right from the start really. :)
Oh wow! I almost gave this book a shot, but now I think I'd rather re-read the first Twilight book again. I felt so frustrated with this book just reading your review that there's no way I want to waste my time with it. I think the consept might have worked and could've been interesting, but clearly it just sucks. Thanks for this!