So, I just finished a book last night – “Love, Rosie” by Cecelia Ahern. It’s actually the second time I’ve read the book and Cecelia is one of my favorite authors. She also wrote “P.S., I Love You.” By the way – awesome book, no- its not just a movie. She’s Irish, and her books are mostly based out of Ireland, which is really cool! I’d love to visit, so just reading one of her books, I feel like I’m taking a virtual vacation to Ireland. Plus, my Canadian friend with British parents has taught me terminology so I know what Cecelia is talking about when she says ‘clever clog’ or ‘dressing gown.’ Ha! Little things like that amuse me and totally make my day! Moving on. I don’t know if any of you have experienced this but there are some books that I can reread and remember every event; most, however I remember I like the book and I know generally how it ends but I can’t remember how they got from A to Z. This was one of those cases.
I’ll try my best not to give too much away. Rosie and Alex, best friends from the age of 5 are the best of friends, and of course, in love. They, like most stories do not know of the other’s affections and life keeps getting in the way of them getting together. The book is primarily written as if you are reading all of Rosie’s written correspondence to learn her story, which is a really cool perspective if you ask me. The written form is going by the way of the dinosaur so to speak, which is really sad. Much of the correspondence in the book is actually email or Instant Messages – which, are also becoming endangered species. Who uses email or instant messenger anymore? Doesn’t everyone text now? It wasn’t that long ago, and I’m not that old. I remember life without cell phones, but don’t get me wrong I still love my smartphone. Reading this book has actually inspired me to write more letters and emails, though. Although I may need to text the person I’ve emailed to remind them to check their email, otherwise they may never read it! I’m getting a little off topic, I think. Anyway, back to Rosie and Alex. It’s actually a little ridiculous how many things get in the way of Alex and Rosie getting together and how long it takes. I mean, seriously, it takes forever. But that’s one of the things I like about the book – life is messy, people are broken and they pick up the pieces and keep going. And then they stumble again, but life keeps going. Alex and Rosie are a mess, but they love and support each other in spite of the mess. Perhaps because of the mess. But being a 30-something, single, hopeless romantic who, trust me has made my share of messes and mistakes, loves the idea that there is always hope. I think Cecelia Ahern gets it.
And… I just noticed – it’s Rosie’s birthday today – Happy Birthday, Rosie! I would really like to watch the movie. No only because I like the book, but I like the actors in it, too. But I looked it up and there are 20 to 30 uses of the F word, and that really turns me off. I disagree with using the word so much, in any situation and it annoys me because the word was only used a couple of times in the book, during an argument. It’s just unnecessary altogether. But that’s a post for another day.
5 out of 5 stars