i don’t even know how to express my thoughts about this book.

i loved it. but i can’t really explain why. 

i love the writing style it’s it’s beautiful almost poetic moments but also because it sometimes felt a bit clumsy and unsure about how to say something. 

i love the characters but hated them as well. 
i loved oliver but wanted to shake him and try to make him understand that he’s someone too. 

this book reminded me of my love for theater that i could never make a reality do to illness that made things impossible. 
but this reminded me of the passion, the emotions and at the same time ridiculous drama that seems to always surround the arts. 


i don’t think this book is for everyone. but if you love arts, be it theatre or reading or anything else and have a passion for it many others might not understand? this is a great story. 

it’s well done, beautifully told, filled with characters that sometimes seem to real and a story that’s just scratching on to realistic.