lola and the girl next door

“Are you gonna read the whole thing in a day?”

Just a few of the books I’ve read and plan on reading in the near future. Also some great reccomendations! -dp

BOOKS ABOVE: (from left to right, top to bottom)
The Name of This Book is Secret - Pseudonmyous Bosch
This is What Happy Looks Like - Jennifer E. Smith
The Statistical Probability of Love At First Sight - Jennifer E. Smith
Isla and the Happily Ever After - Stephanie Perkins
Lola and the Boy Next Door - Stephanie Perkins
The Summer I Turned Pretty - Jenny Han
It’s Not Summer Without You - Jenny Han
We’ll Always Have Summer - Jenny Han
The Mysterious Benedict Society - Trenton Lee Stewart
The Prisoners Dilemma - Trenton Lee Stewart
The Perilous Journey - Trenton Lee Stewart
Mr. Benedict’s Book of Perplexing Puzzles, Elusive Enigmas, and Curious Conundrums - Trenton Lee Stewart
Paper Towns - John Green
All the Bright Places - Jennifer Niven
The Beginning of Everything - Robyn Schneider
A Thousand Pieces of You - Claudia Gray
Girl Online - Zoe Sugg
Crossed - Ally Condie
Glass Sword - Victoria Aveyard
City of Bones - Cassandra Clare
City of Ashes - Cassandra Clare
City of Glass - Cassandra Clare
City of Fallen Angels - Cassandra Clare
City of Lost Souls - Cassandra Clare
Lady Midnight - Cassandra Clare
The Heir - Kiera Cass
Theodosia and the Serpent of Chaos - Robin LaFevers
Son - Lois Lowry
Hollow City - Ransom Riggs
The Castle in the Pyrenes - Jostein Gaarder
The Darkest Minds - Alexandra Bracken
The Sky is Everywhere - Jandy Nelson
Legend - Marie Lu
Endgame: The Calling - James Frey & Nils Johnson-Shelton

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books i’ve read → lola and the boy next door by stephanie perkins

“Once upon a time, there was a girl who talked to the moon. And she was mysterious and she was perfect, in that way that girls who talk to moons are. In the house next door, there lived a boy. And the boy watched the girl grow more and more perfect, more and more beautiful with each passing year. He watched her watch the moon. And he began to wonder if the moon would help him unravel the mystery of the beautiful girl. So the boy looked into the sky. But he couldn’t concentrate on the moon. He was too distracted by the stars. And it didn’t matter how many songs or poems had already been written about them, because whenever he thought about the girl, the stars shone brighter. As if she were the one keeping them illuminated.

One day, the boy had to move away. He couldn’t bring the girl with him, so he brought the stars. When he’d look out his window at night, he would start with one. One star. And the boy would make a wish on it, and the wish would be her name.

At the sound of her name, a second star would appear. And then he’d wish her name again, and the stars would double into four. And four became eight, and eight became sixteen, and so on, in the greatest mathematical equation the universe had ever seen. And by the time an hour had passed, the sky would be filled with so many stars that it would wake the neighbors. People wondered who’d turned on the floodlights.

The boy did. By thinking about the girl.”

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He watched her watch the moon. And he began to wonder if the moon would help him unravel the mystery of the beautiful girl. So the boy looked into the sky. But he couldn’t concentrate on the moon. He was too distracted by the stars. And it didn’t matter how many songs or poems had already been written about them, because whenever he thought about the girl, the stars shone brighter. As if she were the one keeping them illuminated. 

During Bucky’s recovery, he discovered soap operas.  Specifically, he got hooked on Korean sageuk thanks to a Filipino grandma who lived next door to them and loved watching them online.

She didn’t understand a word of Korean but got by with subtitles and was pleased as punch that her “nice next door neighbor’s boyfriend” understood Korean and could explain the stuff that got lost in translation.  She was also of the opinion that Bucky needed to eat more - therefore Bucky was spoiled on Filipino merienda (snack) staples.

Eventually, Steve discovered where his wayward boyfriend got up to in the afternoons and eventually HE got hooked on Korean sageuk too and Lola Magda’s arroz caldo. 

What, Steve could spend hours drawing all those magnificent costumes!

No, Bucky, Steve is totally not like that plucky and intrepid inspector girl who ends up being a King’s Royal Consort.  Nope.  What are you talking about?

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The Blanket Fort headcanon, based on two Certain Ducks in my life who practically raised me on ALL the soap operas!

(Yes, our fave Korean sageuk will ALWAYS be Dong Yi!)

Once upon a time, there was a girl who talked to the moon. And she was mysterious and she was perfect, in that way that girls who talk to moons are. In the house next door, there lived a boy. And the boy watched the girl grow more and more perfect, more and more beautiful with each passing year. He watched her watch the moon. And he began to wonder if the moon would help him unravel the mystery of the beautiful girl. So the boy looked into the sky. But he couldn’t concentrate on the moon. He was too distracted by the stars. And it didn’t matter how many songs or poems had already been written about them, because whenever he thought about the girl, the stars shone brighter. As if she were the one keeping them illuminated.
One day, the boy had to move away. He couldn’t bring the girl with him, so he brought the stars. When he’d look out his window at night, he would start with one. One star. And the boy would make a wish on it, and the wish would be her name.
At the sound of her name, a second star would appear. And then he’d wish her name again, and the stars would double into four. And four became eight, and eight became sixteen, and so on, in the greatest mathematical equation the universe had ever seen. And by the time an hour had passed, the sky would be filled with so many stars that it would wake the neighbors. People wondered who’d turned on the floodlights.
The boy did. By thinking about the girl.
—  Lola and the Boy Next Door by Stephanie Perkins

Isla and the Happily Ever After // LISTEN

If you were my girl,” he whispers,I’d take creepy pictures of your trash when I knew you weren’t looking.”
If you were my girl,” I whisper back,“ I"d put the creepy pictures in a foreign museum so you wouldn’t know that I take creepy pictures.”

  Stephanie Perkins,

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One day, the boy had to move away. He couldn’t bring the girl with him, so he brought the stars. When he’d look out his window at night, he would start with one. One star. And the boy would make a wish on it, and the wish would be her name.

At the sound of her name, a second star would appear. And then he’d wish her name again, and the stars would double into four. And four became eight, and eight became sixteen, and so on, in the greatest mathematical equation the universe had ever seen. And by the time an hour had passed, the sky would be filled with so many stars that it would wake the neighbors.

lola and the boy next door by stephanie perkins

Want to start reading Anna and the French Kiss this weekend?

August. 1 is Friday. I know we discussed reading Anna and the French Kiss and Lola and the Boy Next Door if we have time. I officially can do it. So, who wants to?

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In honor of summer starting, let’s take a moment to remember my back to school book haul from September.

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