Hey everyone, my Book of the Month series stems from a challenge I gave myself back in January. I want to support authors and bookstores more so I challenged myself to buy one book a month. I’ve finished last month’s pick and the review should be up this Friday.
This month I seem to have decided that I need to step up in supporting authors or something. Honestly don’t know what took over but I didn’t buy just one book this month. It wasn’t just two books this month. No, I bought three books this month!
If you know me, you know I’m not one to buy boooks like that. Yes, I am a book lover but I also have only worked a part time job while being a full time student. I usually frequent the library, especially the audiobooks on the CloudLibrary app. But these new releases needed to be in my hands IMMEDIATELY.
I wanted to like this book. In all honesty,I expected to love this book. As my first book purchase of the year I had some seriously high hopes. *cue High Hopes by Panic! at the Disco*
Now that the dance break is over, let’s get back to this book. Let’s be civil with this. I’m not saying that just because I didn’t like it, no one else will either. No, what I’m saying is that I had issues of my own with this novel and some of those issues stem from personal experience, some of them are just my own likes and dislikes, and other things are straight up problematic. It’s a mixed bag with this one.
Disclaimer: All these thoughts are my own unless stated otherwise. Just because I didn’t like this story doesn’t mean it can’t have a positive influence on someone else, especially someone falling under this demographic.
One of my goals for the year was to buy a book once a month and support my local bookstore. I love the place and most of my bookstagram pictures were taken there. I haven’t been borrowing my brother’s camera lately, hence the lack of photos, but I promise I’ll get back on it next month.
If you’ve been following this blog over the course of 2019, you know how much I love gushing about The Poet X. It was my first read of the new year and I’m thankful for that. It only made since to continue on with another one of Elizabeth Acevedo’s masterpieces.
This copy of With the Fire on High was purchased at my local bookstore, The Book Cellar, and that’s also where I took these two pictures. It’s a really cute book shop and I’m thinking about going back and taking more pictures. Comment below if you’d be interested in a post on that.
The minute I started this book, I knew I’d made a mistake.
With the Fire on High is the kind of story that requires a devotion of your day. Setting it down leads to a total dissatisfaction until you can pick it up again. I spent several nights with heavy eyelids, telling myself it would only be one more chapter.
With that being said, let’s get into the actual review.