Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Publisher: Picador (an imprint of Macmillan)
How does one talk about love? Is it even possible to describe something at once utterly mundane and wholly transcendent, that has the power to consume our lives completely, while making us feel part of something infinitely larger than ourselves? Taking a unique approach to this age-old problem, the nameless narrator of David Levithan’s The Lover’s Dictionary constructs the story of a relationship as a dictionary. Through these sharp entries, he provides an intimate window into the great events and quotidian trifles of coupledom, giving us an indelible and deeply moving portrait of love in our time.
How in the world do I review a book as lovely and as uniquely crafted as DAVID LEVITHAN's masterpiece, THE LOVER'S DICTIONARY?
I could say that it's one of a kind, and that, with its carefully chosen vocabulary, it packs a solid punch to the gut.
I could also say that I fell in love with the way that it's written and consider it an example of great storytelling.
I could also say how I think it's wonderful you cannot find anything too specific about the narrator of any given word's story - if it's male or female, old or young, newly in love or been burnt before.
Or I could say that I found that I could relate to quite a few of the chosen words in this dictionary and that they made my heart beat against my chest, my lips quiver, my eyes pool with tears.
Then again, I could simply say: incredible. And even though that might not be enough, it seems fitting for a book of this particular caliber. This one is definitely going into my favorite reads of this year.
Love is one kind of abstraction. And then there are those nights when I sleep alone, when I curl into a pillow that isn't you, when I hear the tiptoe sounds that aren't yours. It's not as if I can conjure you there completely. I must embrace the idea of you instead.
Those mornings when we kiss and surrender for an hour before we say a single word.