\nThe back cover summarizes the setup of the book pretty well. “15th July 1988. Emma and Dexter meet on the night of their graduation. Tomorrow they must go their separate ways. So where will they be on this one day next year? And the year after that? And every year that follows?”\n<\/p>\n
\nA lot is promised but the book falls short. Early on the plot becomes way too predictable. The wild guy who lives fast with his hip friends and cool media job, finally settles down. The bookish, slightly overweight girl, sheds glasses and turns out beautiful. The “falling in love with your best friend” cliché. “Finding yourself.”\n<\/p>\n
\nIt is also not very believable. Dexter is a jerk, more and more so as time passes. Emma is, for some inexplicable reason, unable to fall in love with anyone else, even though there doesn’t seem to be any reason for her to love or like Dex. She just hangs around somewhere on the fringe of his life and waits until finally in the end they find each other. I can understand a college girl falling for the cool guy, but as a successful adult in her 30s, her still not being able to let go doesn’t make much sense.\n<\/p>\n
\nBut the book has got its good sides, too: good dialogue, funny scenes, great 1990s detail. The structure is pretty clever and generally works well, even though some chapters “cheat” and aren’t really limited to the day itself but start with a summary of the year that’s passed.\n<\/p>\n
\nNot bad but doesn’t quite live up to expectations.\n<\/p>\n
\nAmazon US<\/a>, Amazon UK<\/a>, Adlibris<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The back cover summarizes the setup of the book pretty well. “15th July 1988. Emma and Dexter meet on the night of their graduation. Tomorrow they must go their separate ways. So where will they be on this one day next year? And the year after that? And every year that follows?” A lot is […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3065","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-books"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3065","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3065"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3065\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3071,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3065\/revisions\/3071"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3065"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3065"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3065"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}