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320 pages, Hardcover
First published October 13, 2020
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Spans over a day at work in an independent bookstore whose charm and magic is being lost to financial greed.
Three young girls soulfully connect through a crisis, despite being wildly distanced on any other workday.
↦ Daniela is the cool blonde who is trusted with most responsibilities at the bookstore; struggle with anxiety and panic.
↦ Rinn is the half-Latine, half-white who is a bookish content creator on the Internet and is a sunshine with beautiful curls; has a huge crush on AJ, the art boy coworker.
↦ Imogen has a Middle-Eastern heritage and is the impulsive, queer soul who can trim away all her thick black wavy hair within five minutes of entering the bookstore; she has depression & she's my personal favourite.
The themes of feminism, friendship, and fading bookstores along with an undertone of mental health, creativity, and belonging are excellent.
Overall, an absolute favourite that I'll always be recommending to anyone who wants to read a contemporary that's greatly focused on friendship and feminism while lightly strumming to romance and mystery too.
“She felt new, fresh. She felt cleansed. From all the loathing that had been welling up inside of her. From the slow creep into the darkness. Wild Nights had saved her. Again.”
“We pay attention to tons of things we don’t realize at the time. But they become the voices in our head anyway.”
“And when Rinn had an idea, nothing could stop her, come hell or high water—that much had always been apparent about Rinn Olivera.”
“The vulnerable risk everything. The powerful can just point at everything that they have amassed, as though that’s an argument against potential injustice and misbehavior.”
“It was understanding what sadness was—sometimes more than a feeling—and that it was a thing she could almost taste, could almost touch at times, it was so real.”
“Off camera, three girls were burying their secrets. Maybe one day they’d dig them up. Maybe they wouldn’t. But the city would guard their memories, regardless. Waiting, until they were ready.”