LOVE LIFE AND THE LIST. A BOOK REVIEW

Title: Love Life and The List.

By: Kasie West

Genre: Y/A Contemporary Romance.

Year: 2017

RATE: 5 STARS

I fall in love with West’s writing at the moment I read “The distance between us.” Since then, my admiration for this writer has been going up and up.

Kasie West has a gift for describing beauty hidden inside of a complex world.  Her stories are full of different challenge and Love Life and the List is not different.

This book tells Abby’s story, a 17 years old artist girl, and how she was told, her art didn’t have a heart, so she makes a list of things she needs to do to find her heart.

But what she found was much more, she found her voice, she found that changes are not something bad, as long you keep your true self-intact, but more important she found out how to fight for herself.

With a father always away, with a mother with an peculiar anxiety, I have to say that the writer worked this sensitive issued remarkable well, and being in love with a best friend that he didn’t want to acknowledge her feeling, Abby’s world is not as perfect as everybody thinks it is.

As usual West narrative is effective, very powerful and the characters have a clear distinctive voice.

I loved every part of this book and I loved the heroine, I loved her journey and especially I loved she was strong and no a whiny teenager with a broken heart.

And the best part is, this is the first standalone book in a series of three.

100% Recommended.

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KISS

A first Kiss scene:

He moved slow, closing the distance between them, He lifted his hand to take away a lock of hair from her face, and gently he placed his hands on both sides of her neck. She had a horse racing when her beating heart should be. She closed her eyes and for a sec forgot to breathe.

She felt the brush of his lips in hers, very light and sweet at first, like cotton candy, then, their mouths began to move in an intense rhythm and she could feel the taste of his lips, of his tongue. One of his hands went from her neck to her back bringing her closer to him. She had her hands on his waist, then she moved them slowly toward his back underneath his jacket, touching his muscles made from steel, very aware of his entire body; she felt she was going to faint when he bit her lower lip.  She had been kissed before, but this felt like fireworks on July Fourth. 

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JESUS LOVES ME

Today’s post is in his honor.

Jesus loves me by Anna Bartlett Warner.

“Jesus loves me still today,

Walking with me on my way,

Wanting as a friend to give

Light and love to all who live.

Jesus loves me! He who died

Heaven’s gate to open wide;

He will wash away my sin,

Let His little child come in.

Jesus loves me! He will stay

Close beside me all the way;

Thou hast bled and died for me,

I will henceforth live for Thee.”

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INSPIRATIONAL SONGS

When I'm sad or tired or I just need inspiration these songs always help me.

Unwritten, By Natasha Bedingfield:

…No one else can feel it for you

Only you can let it in

No one else, no one else.

Can speak the words on your lips

Drench yourself in words unspoken

Live your life with arms wide open

Today is where your book begins

Try, By Pink:

Where there is desire, there is gonna be a flame,

Where there is a flame, someone's bound to get burned

But just because it burns, doesn't mean you're gonna die

You gotta get up and try.

I lived, By One Republic:

Hope when you take that jump

You don't fear the fall

Hope when the water rises

You built a wall

Hope when the crowd screams out

They're screaming your name

Hope if everybody runs

You choose to stay.

Stand by you, By Rachel Platten:

And love, if your wings are broken

Borrow mine so yours can open too

'Cause I'm gonna stand by you,

Even if we're breaking down, we can find a way to break through

Even if we can't find heaven, I'll walk through hell with you

Love, you're not alone, 'cause I'm gonna stand by you.

Breakaway, By Kelly Clarkson:

I'll spread my wings, and I'll learn how to fly

I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky

And I'll make a wish

Take a chance

Make a change

And breakaway

Out of the darkness and into the sun

But I won't forget all the ones that I love

I'll take a risk

Take a chance

Make a change

And breakaway

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H is for...HUMAN RIGHTS, ALWAYS

Human Rights are more than words.

Human rights are for each human being.

Human Rights more than ever,

We don’t need to fight, instead, we need faith.

Human Right to a better World.

It’s possible,

It could be real,

Keep going, keep talking, keep spreading the word.

Check the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ep93Tqc_i-g

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G is for...GUARDIAN ANGEL

Guardian Angels are real. I know it, I’ve seen mine in my dreams.

My angel is beautiful and loyal, she’s always with me.

When I’m scared, when I’m sad or angry or just frustrated,

And suddenly I felt how a soft breeze clear my mind, It’s my angel

telling me everything is okay.

When I was seven my dad told me, don’t worry, your angel will always keep you safe.

I know it now, I knew it then, and every night I pray to say thanks. 

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F is for...FAVORITES POEMS, FAVORITES POETS.

FAVORITE POEMS, FAVORITES POETS.

Hermosas palabras para iluminar la vida.

JOSÉ ÁNGEL BUESA

CREPÚSCULO.

...Todo empieza a morir cuando nace el olvido.

Y es tan dulce buscar lo que no se ha perdido...

¡Y es tan agria esta angustia terriblemente cierta

de un gran amor dormido que de pronto despierta…”

POEMA A LA DESPEDIDA.

…Me queda tu sonrisa dormida en mi recuerdo,

y el corazón me dice que no te olvidaré;

pero, al quedarme solo, sabiendo que te pierdo,

tal vez empiezo a amarte como jamás te amé.

Te digo adiós, y acaso, con esta despedida,

mi más hermoso sueño muere dentro de mí...

Pero te digo adiós, para toda la vida,

aunque toda la vida siga pensando en ti.

PABLO NERUDA:

POEMA 17.

…Y mi alma baila herida de virutas de fuego.

Quien llama? Qué silencio poblado de ecos?

Hora de la nostalgia, hora de la alegría, hora de la soledad,

hora mía entre todas!...”

POEMA 15.

…Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como ausente.

Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto.

Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa basta.

Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto.

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