Em and the Big Hoom was gifted to me about 3 years ago. I remember being excited about it but I hadn’t really paid attention to the cover. And since then, it sat on my shelf, staring half-hopefully, half-forlornly at me. It is only yesterday that I thought, “Enough is enough. I cannot go on neglecting this book that I’ve heard so much about.” Thinking thus, I pulled out the book and it was then that the beauty of the cover struck me.
The reviews of Demons in My Mind had me intrigued for a long time and the blurb, even more so. The book stayed on my Amazon wish list for quite a while before it made its way to me. I was absolutely ecstatic. I couldn’t wait to start reading it, though, of course, schedules.
The blurb of Turtles All The Way Down is interesting. Not because it indicates mental illness, not because it indicates a certain level of mystery-solving, not because it seems like a novel that strives to be much more than what it looks like. But because it combines all the qualities and becomes much more than what it looks like.
At first glance, it seems like a teen romance – something that gives them the impetus to plod on through the challenging years. But it is not. Sure, the encouragement is there, but not in the way we envisioned it to be. The phrase “appearances are deceptive” quickly jumped to mind as I was halfway through the story.