Publisher: Katherine Tegen
Page Count: 335 pages, Hardback
Date Published: August 27th 2013
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Golden boy Ezra Faulkner believes everyone has a tragedy waiting for them—a single encounter after which everything that really matters will happen. His particular tragedy waited until he was primed to lose it all: in one spectacular night, a reckless driver shatters Ezra’s knee, his athletic career, and his social life.
No longer a front-runner for Homecoming King, Ezra finds himself at the table of misfits, where he encounters new girl Cassidy Thorpe. Cassidy is unlike anyone Ezra’s ever met, achingly effortless, fiercely intelligent, and determined to bring Ezra along on her endless adventures.
But as Ezra dives into his new studies, new friendships, and new love, he learns that some people, like books, are easy to misread. And now he must consider: if one’s singular tragedy has already hit and everything after it has mattered quite a bit, what happens when more misfortune strikes?
Robyn Schneider’s The Beginning of Everything is a lyrical, witty, and heart-wrenching novel about how difficult it is to play the part that people expect, and how new beginnings can stem from abrupt and tragic endings.
As one of my most anticipated books of 2013, I'm so saddened to say that The Beginning of Everything disappointed me in a way that I can't describe very well. It wasn't that I didn't like it.... I did. But I didn't.... enjoy it, if that makes sense.
The Beginning of Everything is your typical hipster book. Think inspiring quotes, nerd culture references, pixie dream girl and messed up teenage male protagonist. Usually, I actually enjoy these novels. They're different, you see. They're books that I can relate to, books that I am inspired by. Eleanor and Park was one of those books for me and it's one of my favourite books of this year. But I think because I hyped The Beginning of Everything in my mind so much, I was bound to be disappointed.
I just couldn't really take it seriously. I found the writing to be.... plastic. I don't know how else to describe it. I know a lot of people will really enjoy this novel, but it wasn't for me. Yes there was a lot of unique aspects to it, but at the same time, I felt as if I had read it before. I can think of many people that I could recommend this novel to and they'd probably love it. But it wasn't for me. I liked it, but I was expecting and wanting to love it and I didn't.
I'd love to hear your thoughts on Schneider's debut. My feelings for this novel are obviously quite mixed up and hard to follow, but if you'd like to discuss, leave me a comment!