The Lover’s Dictionary: A Novel by David Levithan
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
I was really looking forward to reading this one, I mean, what a concept — tell a love story through a series of personal dictionary entries. Amazon gives a sample or two (I’d provide my own, but I don’t have the book on me): “breathtaking (adj.),” the unnamed narrator explains, “Those moments when we kiss and surrender for an hour before we say a single word.” For “exacerbate (v.),” he notes, “I believe your exact words were: ‘You’re getting too emotional.'”
Some of the entries are short, not even a sentence long; some go on for a page or two. Some are funny, some are bitter, some are lovey-dovey and sweet. The entries are listed alphabetically, rather than chronologically, so the reader has to piece together the story from beginning to end.
Great, great concept.
And that’s pretty much all it is.
Sure, it was skillfully accomplished. Can’t complain about the execution. But beyond that, there’s little to be said about it. It comes across as little more than a clever exercise for a Creative Writing course.
I was pretty disappointed in case you can’t tell.
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