Just before I started reading this book, I had a conversation with a friend about the romantic notion of letters. Letters of any sort have an enchantment that you just don’t get from emails or twitter. The thought of reading letters that were never intended to be read by the living amplifies that feeling even more. It was that thought that made this book a must read for me and on that account it didn’t disappoint.
Love Letters to the Dead is a coming of age book that puts you right back into teen moments of uncertainty, regret and trying to figure out where you fit in the world. As a teenager when you have no one you feel you can talk to, who better to speak to than the dead. I didn’t realise that it was a ‘Young Adult’ book when I bought it, but I think many of the topics in the novel are still relatable.
A pet-hate I have when reading is the narrator saying something along the lines of ‘if only I knew what was about to come’. I love foreshadowing, but not when its just a statement which does happen a couple of times in Love Letters to the Dead.
I thought this book was a captivating read and would be especially enjoyed by young adults and as I mentioned, I loved the format of making the book a collection of letters.
I give this book 3.5 out of 5 x