Brilliant. Heartbreaking. A flawed triumph — but no piece examining humanity should be perfect, which, in a way, makes this damn near perfect.
*Edit 1.9.2015* I’ve now finished this book for a second time.
If you read no other book this year, next year, in your life — read this book. So many authors attack the “tough stuff” topics of mental illness, suicide, loss, and grief…but none have done it with such elegant ecstasy and subtle passion as Jennifer Niven has with this book.
I can understand why the publisher has linked this book with THE FAULT IN OUR STARS and ELEANOR & PARK.
To Gus & Hazel and Eleanor & Park…you have nothing on Finch & Violet. And keep in mind: I love the aforementioned couples. THAT is how powerful these new characters are as, well, more than characters. They are people. They are tragically, beautifully real people. Broken and flawed, yes, but as humans should be.
I’m not going to get on a soap box about how important this book is for understanding mental illness, especially as it can appear in teens. I don’t have to. This book speaks for itself. Finch and Violet speak for themselves.
You don’t just read this book — you experience it.