Friday, March 9, 2012
Dying to Know you by Aidan Chambers
Dying to Know You by Aidan Chambers
In Dying to Know You, award-winning author Aidan Chambers has created an indelible portrait of a young man discovering his own voice in the world, and has constructed a love story that is as much about the mind as it is the heart. In this contemporary love story, a teenage boy named Karl enlists a famous writer to help him impress his girlfriend, Fiorella. She has asked him to write her a letter in which he reveals his true self. But Karl isns favorite author and begs him to take up the task. The writer reluctantly assents, on the condition that Karl agree to a series of interviews, so that the letter will be based on an authentic portrait of Karl. The letter, though effective, has unexpected consequences for Karl, Fiorella, and the writer.
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
The story is a simple one. It’s of one asking the help of another. And it’s the other finding inspiration again. But it’s also both of them finding a connection where none was expected. Yet as simple as those three things sound, things did get more and more dense with progression. The dialogue played a part in that. There’s much too much talking and describing and little happening. But I suspect those four and five star reviews on this one loved that aspect of it, it just wasn’t for me. A big consequence of that same thing is that I never truly felt invested in any of them.
Sure, the old man showed experience, maturity and a confidence that the other lacked. Sure, Karl showed that tentative trying but unsure thing I enjoy in young MC’s. And yes, a lot of the things tackled are touchy. And yes, even the tackling of those things was done in a sensitive but accurate manner. Yet in the end I can say it was an enlightening read but a touch too heavy on the internal ruminations that I never went into the mode of ‘what happens next?’
I say it got more dense as things progressed and I didn’t mind at first. Because then I got to see what made both of them tick. But knowing what made them tick and then feeling for them are two wholly separate things. And if you’ve noticed I’m more of a feelings kind of reader.
Perhaps this was just not for me.
Thanks Net galley
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