― Rainbow Rowell, Attachments
“Hi, I’m the guy who reads your e-mail, and also, I love you . . . ” Beth Fremont and Jennifer Scribner-Snyder know that somebody is monitoring their work e-mail. (Everybody in the newsroom knows. It’s company policy.)
I’ve been reading some really heavy books lately. PTSD, child suicide, rape, etc… I’m not sure what draws me to these books, other than I get so emotionally invested in them that I escape from my homework and to do list for a while. However, after trying (and failing) to read The Kite Runner, I knew I needed a change of pace. Lucky for me, I had 3 big ol books waiting for me at the library, begging for my attention. The first one I picked up was Attachments, mostly because the cover was adorable (and a PUN! Which I LOVE!). Rainbow Rowell (I know, I know, but just forgive that name for a second…) has been making a huge splash in the YA world with her novels Eleanor & Park and Fangirl. She wrote Attachments before making the leap to YA, so I was interested to see how this novel would turn out. (I also have Fangirl and Eleanor & Park on reserve at the library, but there’s a waiting list.) Blah Blah Blah. Anyway. I have been craving something light, but I have a hard time getting into books that don’t have some depth to them.
“Every woman wants a man who’ll fall in love with her soul as well as her body.”
“I’d know you in the dark,” he said. “From a thousand miles away. There’s nothing you could become that I haven’t already fallen in love with.”
“He knew why he wanted to kiss her. Because she was beautiful. And before that, because she was kind. And before that, because she was smart and funny. Because she was exactly the right kind of smart and funny. Because he could imagine taking a long trip with her without ever getting bored. Because whenever he saw something new and interesting, or new and ridiculous, he always wondered what she’d have to say about it–how many stars she’d give it and why.”
“I want someone whose heart is big enough to hold me.”
“What did he have to mope about, really? What more did he want?…Love. Purpose. Those are the things that you can’t plan for. Those are the things that just happen. And what if they don’t happen? Do you spend your whole life pining for them? Waiting to be happy?”
“The worst thing about the internet, as far as Greg’s bosses were concerned, was that it was now impossible to distinguish a roomful of people working diligently from a roomful of people taking the What-Kind-of-Dog-Am-I? online personality quiz”
“I didn’t know someone could love me like this,” she said. “Could love me and love me and love without…needing space.”