“Beloved #1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover returns with an unforgettable love story between a writer and his unexpected muse.
“Fallon meets Ben, an aspiring novelist, the day before her scheduled cross-country move. Their untimely attraction leads them to spend Fallon’s last day in L.A. together, and her eventful life becomes the creative inspiration Ben has always sought for his novel. Over time and amidst the various relationships and tribulations of their own separate lives, they continue to meet on the same date every year. Until one day Fallon becomes unsure if Ben has been telling her the truth or fabricating a perfect reality for the sake of the ultimate plot twist.”
Rating: 4 / 5
Format: Library Ebook
Started: April 10th, 2016
Finished: April 11th, 2016
Drink Pairing: Something along the lines of a sauvignon blanc, I think. White and dry.
November 9 is a one-night-stand kind of book.
It’s currently 4:21AM. Cold air is blowing in through my open window, my fingers are absolutely frozen and partially iced to my phone, and it took me all of 5.5 hours to finish November 9. It was a roller-coaster from beginning to end and I’m left with the impression that this would make a brilliant movie – along the lines of New Years Eve, Valentines Day, or especially Serendipity. But have you seen any of those movies? They are so fantastic (read: absurd) that you couldn’t possibly take them seriously – it isn’t real life and I think this was why I was able to enjoy it as much as I did. I was reading it like a movie I planned to throw myself into for a night and then forget about the next day without holding any grudges.
One night stand.
“Did you just say sigh? Out loud? Instead of actually sighing?”
Los Angeles, November 9th: Fallon meets her father for one last lunch before she’s off to start a new chapter of her life in New York. Tensions have run high between father and daughter ever since the accident two years ago, and Fallon’s decision to leave for New York spurns a few disapproving and ignorant comments from her father. Ben, desperate to help, steps in as her fake-boyfriend and helps ease the conversation to a close. The chemistry between the two of them is as obvious and cliche as fireworks on the Fourth of July, but Fallon insists she’s to leave and has no intention of starting any relationship until she is at least twenty-three.
“You’ll never be able to find yourself if you’re lost in someone else.”
After spending the evening together they decide to meet again a year later on November 9th in the same restaurant and every year for the next five years until they are both twenty-three (and no social interaction online – they blocked each other on everything but if they really wanted to get in touch they could have seen who they were blocking and .. *sigh* nevermind..). The book chronicles November 9th over the next five years as they both grow into adults and live their lives apart, but never with the other far from their mind. It is about their fairytale romance, secrets, and journey.
A book within a book and a story within a story, Hoover commands the readers attention and plays the cards like a magician. All the clues are laid out but I never saw it coming! I couldn’t put the book down and then I couldn’t believe what I’d read and wasn’t sure how I felt and couldn’t sleep – of course. While Fallon and Ben have an undeniable spark between them, Fallon’s willingness to allow Ben to strip her down was far too submissive and Ben’s inability to control himself around Fallon was grossly irritating. It was hard to remember that there was a time-gap of a year between chapters – their relationship speeds by and things change so fast that it was hard to keep up at times. But regardless, the humour and wit that both characters had kept me giggling and reading and I understand where it all comes from now that it’s done. It makes sense (kind of) and I forgive them.
Overall, I enjoyed this read. I found it captivating, thrilling, cute, and.. well, like reading a movie.
I do wish to share a few quotes, because they hit home for me:
“I’m not very good with on-the-spot motivational speech,” I say to her. “Sometimes at night, I’ll rewrite the conversations I had during the day, but I’ll change them up to reflect everything I wish I could have said in the moment. So I just want you to know that tonight when I write this conversation down on paper, I’ll say something really heroic and it’ll make you feel really good about your life”
She drops her forehead against her arm and laughs. The sight of it makes me smile. “That is by far the best response I’ve ever gotten to that story.”
But this apartment is too comfortable, and comfort can sometimes be a crutch when it comes to figuring out your life. Goals are achieved through discomfort and hard work. They aren’t achieved when you hide out in a place where you’re nice and cozy.
… I still never show anyone the things I write. It’s almost like saying every thought out loud. Some things aren’t just for public consumption.
November 9 is quite quotable so I’m sure you’ll see many other quotes floating around out there. But these three are me through and through and I wanted to keep them for personal reference.
And I reckon a few people will relate to this:
I’ve read twenty-six romance novels, only five of which Fallon recommended. What she failed to tell me is that two of the novels she suggested were firsts in a series, so of course I had to finish the series.