I have a lot to say about this book.
The story centres around Laurel who has just moved to another school after the death of her older sister May and follows her writing letters to dead people, telling them all about school.
This novel felt like a retelling of The Perks of Being a Wallflower as both protagonists have just lost a close relative, they’ve just started a new school and their ‘secret’ was exactly the same! The quotes, I found, were far too sickly and cliché, the author tried too hard to be profound and gritty at the same time. I felt like this book was a knockoff of TFIOS but without John Green’s magic.
Also, it was incredibly depressing. Not that I expected it to be happy novel with the title ‘Love Letters to the Dead’ but I expected the characters to finally feel a bit happier, or at least have closure. But no. The protagonist’s lesbian friend was still struggling with her sexuality, two of her other friends left High School, and would probably never see each other again. And finally, one left her abusive older brother, and also her dying grandparents.
Ava Dellaira tried too hard to write a gritty coming of age novel, covering a wide variety of topics, but failed. The whole book itself felt hostile and I wouldn’t read it again.
Rating: 1 1/2 stars