This morning I am going to run down to the library (before it starts really snowing) to pick up The Lover's Dictionary by David Leviathan. I will be ready to cuddle in and swoon. It is the story of a relationship told through dictionary entries (champagne is one of them). I cannot wait to read this book-I do not know what took me so long.
There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you’re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself.
If the moment doesn’t pass, that’s it—you’re done. And if the momentdoes pass, it never goes that far. It stands in the distance, ready for whenever you want it back. Sometimes it’s even there when you thought you were searching for something else, like an escape route, or your lover’s face.
How does one talk about love? Do we even have the right words to describe something that can be both utterly mundane and completely transcendent, pulling us out of our everyday lives and making us feel a part of something greater than ourselves? Taking a unique approach to this problem, the nameless narrator of David Levithan’s The Lover’s Dictionary has constructed the story of his relationship as a dictionary. Through these short entries, he provides an intimate window into the great events and quotidian trifles of being within a couple, giving us an indelible and deeply moving portrait of love in our time (GoodReads).
What is new to your bookshelf this weekend? Happy almost New Years to all, especially Tynga's Reviews for hosting Stacking the Shelves.