Landline by rainbowrowell
Neal, Neal, Neal.
Have you ever experienced something so in comprehensive that the only words you can muster up go something like, “There are simply no words to describe that.”?
Or have you ever tried to name or define an object or a concept and discovered that nothing in the dictionary you carry around in your skull matches?
Well, there’s a book for that: Landline.
This book found me wrapped in voiceless bewilderment , unable to find the words to properly express this inexpressible something. Its as if the dimensional plane i was standing on suddenly shifted, just a bit, leaving me disoriented and the world around me changed forever.
Or maybe its simply because Rowell’s sentences climbed into my heart and sank their claws in.
I may not be married or have kids or even working but this book touched me and affected me on a MOLECULAR level.
This book felt to me so beautifully breathtaking and the entire time i was reading it,
i was holding my breath, reading every word so carefully and being so emotionally choked up in emotions.
I felt my heart would shatter into a million pieces if more feelings dare attacked me with this book. I was treasuring every word of this book, because every word did something to me.
I can’t -i physically cannot- write a review for this book.
I beg you to understand but this is not a book that can be able to be contained by the mere words of a review; this book is a bundle of feelings that you have to live.
Landline is about Georgie and her life while being a mother, a wife, a tv show writer, a sister, a daughter, a best friend and in general a person. It’s about falling in love and falling in love again while still being in love.
“You don’t know when you are twenty-three. You don’t know what it really means to crawl into someone else’s life and stay there. You can’t see all the ways you’re going to get tangled, how you’re going to bond skin to skin. How the idea of separating will feel in five years, in ten — in fifteen. When Georgie thought about divorce now, she imagined lying side by side with Neal on two operating tables while a team of doctors tried to unthread their vascular systems”
This is one of the thing that fascinates me about this book, is that its in the future of their story. There’s a lot of books about falling in love and blah blah, but it usually ends there. After some many years, is the magic still there?
I am unfortunately unable to tell you anything about the plot or characters or otherwise, because doing so would give something away and there is no way in hell I’d do that(see in my head you’re going to read it but if you’re not then i don’t give the slightest fuck about you).
A bit of advice: from the first word, read this book with extreme dedication because those words are precious and there is nothing as the joy of reading them the first time with no idea of the wonders yet to come. Take your time and absorb the life and death of this book and its perfect sentences.
Landline is my example of perfection.
And, ultimately, so deeply, satisfyingly happy.
This book is about love, all kinds of it.
And how it makes us who we are.
It tells us this beautiful thing that love is something we place our bets on. When we don’t know what the future holds we hold on to it, its what builds us and makes us.
Its what makes us brave and courageous and above all human when we blindly believe in that love.
Neal made me feel in love.
Neal made my breath catch in my throat.
Neal made my heart feel fluttery and paper thin, he got me floating in the skies..
Neal made me want to trap him in a bottle and look at him all day, because he is SO beautiful, and bearthtakingly so.
I love Neal because Neal… is Neal.
“I love you,” he said. “I love you more than I hate everything else.”
"Because he didn’t laugh when he thought something was funny—he laughed when he was happy.”
“Georgie. You cannot be jealous of Dawn—that’s like the sun being jealous of a lightbulb.”
Yes, i sobbed while reading this book. It was hardly possible not to because whenever i got through a line, i got thrown off my axis and my breath caught in my throat and i was choked with feels…
This book might not be sad, but it is a FUCKING ball of emotions.
And its about second, third, or even hundreds of chances.
"She didn’t want to hear him tell her how much better off she was without Neal. Georgie wasn’t better off. Even if Neal was right—even if they’d never make it work together, even if they were fundamentally wrong for each other—she still wasn’t better off without him. (Even if your heart is broken and attacking you, you’re still not better off without it.)
“I’m not asking you to promise me that everything will be perfect,” Neal said. “Just promise me that you’ll try. ““Do you love me, Georgie?”
“More than anything,” she said. Because she was still telling the truth, damn the torpedoes. “More than everything.”
So in conclusion, Rowell is a fucking goddess and everyone should just worship her.
Her writing is astoundingly wonderful and soulful and so real and heartfelt that i am certain she has the power to make the world cry with their ears with her words.
Nobody could have written this book better than her and i’m (so fucking) glad she did because now i can die peacefully.
This book was a wonderful depiction of how bittersweet love can be, and how important it is to never take that love for granted.
The ending in this book will take you places.
And oh, the references!
The wonderful nerdy references of the best things ever sprinkled in those paragraphs!
Just when you thought this book couldn’t get any better..
And theres a magic fucking phone. Brilliant!
Just a summary of the above lines:
LANDLINE IS THE BEST FUCKING BOOK IN THE HISTORY OF BEST FUCKING BOOKS.
Lots of love and a motherfucking cheese burger,