Goodreads synopsis: ‘Adrift after her sister Bailey’s sudden death, Lennie finds herself torn between quiet, seductive Toby—Bailey’s boyfriend who shares her grief—and Joe, the new boy in town who bursts with life and musical genius. Each offers Lennie something she desperately needs… though she knows if the two of them collide her whole world will explode.
Join Lennie on this heartbreaking and hilarious journey of profound sorrow and mad love, as she makes colossal mistakes and colossal discoveries, as she traipses through band rooms and forest bedrooms and ultimately right into your heart.
As much a celebration of love as a poignant portrait of loss, Lennie’s struggle to sort her own melody out of the noise around her is always honest, often uproarious, and absolutely unforgettable.’
You may ask, “How can she traipse right into my heart?”
I don’t know, but she does.
Every single novel I have ever loved, I accepted that there would be people who did not enjoy it. The Sky is Everywhere is an exception to this rule. If you do not enjoy this book, I will fight you.
Jandy Nelson has a way with words which makes The Sky is Everywhere one of the most beautiful young adult novels I have ever read. I mindfully turned each page, her writing making me aware of the impact words have, the weight of the paper and the scent of the book. She took me there.
“I wish my shadow would get up and walk beside me.”
Like every young adult novel, the story ended up featuring a love triangle, and although it sounds cliche, Jandy Nelson managed to portray the innocent struggle of young lust. It has been years since I remembered how hormone-crazed teenagers can be.
Each and every character was brilliantly crafted, using the perfect amount of quirks to make them original and still strangely believable. The Grandmother is my absolute favourite.
At the beginning of each chapter there is a poem written, or more appropriately, scribbled by Lennie, adding depth to her character. For a brief moment, you could believe that Lennie was a real girl, dealing with real problems, scraping words onto trees in an attempt to control her messy thoughts.
Crying through one paragraph and laughing through the next, it’s immediately become one of my favourites.