I’ve skimmed through much more unneeded, hot and heavy, jump the gun, romance angles in other fantasy novels. The m/m romance here is much more of a friendship for 90% of the book and not one that would cause me any trigger, or concern. This is not a romance issue, at its heart (in as far as my trigger issues, go, is what I mean). For me? It is further proof of why romance is a trigger and that has not at all changed. To see a reflection of yourself and reflect on where you are in the world, is the beauty of art.

Maybe we clash somewhere in the middle, which is neither my nor the book’s fault. So, spare me the bumper stickers and platitudes. Especially, if you have any “mental adventures” going on. If you don’t have certain check marks ticked off by a certain age? It is damnably hard to just “put yourself out there and meet people.” Whether it is to make friends or even relationships. When life becomes that isolated, idle and turnkey? And it is you and your cat? It stays that way. It is not just a fantasy because of the magic it entails. That is the rub of Cerulean, for me, at least.

And though the smallest of lies hurt his head and made his stomach twist, there was a chance he would still say no, even though he was, and almost desperately so.” The thought would be foreign, almost shocking. “If one were to ask if Linus Baker was lonely, he would have scrunched up his face in surprise. Now once I get through this part? I will get back to the brilliance of The House in the Cerulean Sea. He has a day-in, day-out existence where he often feels unseen and invisible. The main character, Linus is a forty-year old single male who lives at home with his cat. I rooted for all of them.īut if I’m completely honest? There were many times when I cried.

They had dreams and they were brilliant, funny, loving and often abused and neglected and written off.

In a real-world context? These were the children I spent fifteen years of my life fighting for because people systematically discriminated against them, but they were children. Let me say upfront, that I loved this book. Klune was not somewhere I expected for this to come up as a thing. Maybe back when I was in an Alan-on group? Or maybe in therapy for compulsive overeating.

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