We tend to judge them more harshly than we do the heroes, because we hold them to the same expectation we hold ourselves. We often see ourselves in those roles and compare their decisions to the decisions we would’ve made instead.
“We romance readers can be very hard on our heroines. Now I have to talk about the author’s note at the end which I think is very important. It’s like you’ve discovered something exceptional that moved you while everyone is oblivious. Don’t lie! You’d probably had that moment in your reading experience too. It’s like I suddenly became a philosopher myself when I finished and thought about it. It’s a story that will urge you to self-reflect, analyze and strongly empathize with the characters’ journey. Punk 57 was so much more than the typical romance novel I expected. I am a fan of the author’s previous works but I admit I was surprised by how much this book affected me. Penelope Douglas delivers a poignant story about life, love, family and friendship, infused with her signature angst, wit and steam. Or right under my nose, and I wouldn’t even know it.ĪN ARDENT AND SCORCHING ROMANCE NOVEL WITH A DEEP, RELATABLE AND IMPORTANT MESSAGE. I should’ve gotten his number or picture or something. Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch. Name’s Ryen, loves Gallo’s pizza, and worships her iPhone. Until I run across a photo of a girl online. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. She’s the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am. Sometimes there’s one a week or three in a day, but I need them. Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever…Īnd that was the start. And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. It didn’t take long for us to figure out the mistake. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen. In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. I can’t help but smile at the words in her letter.
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