Senior year is over, and Lucy has the perfect way to celebrate: tonight, she's going to find Shadow, the mysterious graffiti artist whose work appears all over the city. He's out there somewhere—spraying color, spraying birds and blue sky on the night—and Lucy knows a guy who paints like Shadow is someone she could fall for. Really fall for. Instead, Lucy's stuck at a party with Ed, the guy she's managed to avoid since the most awkward date of her life. But when Ed tells her he knows where to find Shadow, they're suddenly on an all-night search around the city. And what Lucy can't see is the one thing that's right before her eyes.
I swear I'm trying not to gush but you don't know how happy I am to have read this. It's a little after dawn... (and having started this at one in the morning,) that's maybe four or five hours of me sitting here unable to pull my eyes from this galley. I'd been waiting for this for so long and now that I've
I swear I'm trying not to gush but I loved every moment of this, even when someone had screwed up, was screwing up and was just about to screw up. (side note: my favorite moments were the bike scenes.) Everyone who's ever added this book to their favorites pile were absolutely right to do so because this another addiotn to mine. I was barely finished the third chapter and already I could tell what was going to happen, and yet... I loved it, and enjoyed them. GM totally made my week! And the sentiment's probably been said time and again, but this makes me want to move to Australia!
As to the book: Shadow paints and speaks through his work. And while its his images that first draw our girl in, its his thoughts and hers and Leo's that pulled on me. Even the shortest and simplest of exchanges were loaded. But more likely it's the characters that I loved. All of them were perfect in how flawed they were:
Ed is talented and smart but doesn't know it, and he's scared. Leo is brave but sometimes foolishly so. Lucy is focused, sometimes too focused that she misses out on what's right in front of her. But instead of being annoyed by these flaws, I got drawn in. While there were moments of sweet and of funy it's that they read as possible and real; I couldn't get out of my head. They're what I look for in YA. Rather than being Kens and Barbies, they're people figuring out what their next move will be. They were all flawed but not too imperfect because they had a sweetness to them... even stupid Dylan and his eggs! Again, I swear I'm trying not to gush, but good golly, I enjoyed these people!
As I felt after reading A Little Wanting Song, I find Cath Crolwey has such a way with words that she writes smart and clever stories with characters who ring truthful and with heart.
Lines I loved (for one reason or another...)
"Most times I look at Shadow and Poet's work, I see something different from what the words are telling me. I like that about art, that what you see is sometimes more about who you are than what's on the wall. I look at this painting and think about how everyone has some secret inside, something sleeping like that yellow bird."
“I get this heavy feeling when I daydream about him. I’m not awake and I’m not asleep, I’m in a soft blue corridor that runs between the two,"
"I liked that he had hair growing wihout a plan. A smile that came out of nowhere and left the same way"
"It's like the sun during an eclipse. I know it'll blind me but I have to look."
“You were right. Real is better. The truth is better. It makes you feel kind of stupid but it’s better.”