Showing posts with label Along for the Ride. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Along for the Ride. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

1. Along for the Ride, by Sarah Dessen



So let's be clear on this. This is most definitely not the first time I've read Along for the Ride. It is, in fact, one of my favorite books by Sarah Dessen. It's got that mysterious male love interest, lots of quotable passages, and a girl riding a bike in a prom dress. There's a beach setting, a baby, and a trouble father/daughter relationship. Not to mention that it's set in Colby, a beach town in DessenWorld, and has several references to Dessen's other books.

The basic gist of the story is that Auden, the protagonist, is spending her last summer before college with her dad, 26-year-old stepmother, and half-sister. Auden's mother is a very respected professor at the university and a very judgmental feminist. She is the foil to Heidi, Auden's stepmother. There is a memorable scene about halfway through the book where Auden's mother shows up in Heidi's store where Auden is working and is disdainful of the abundance of pink, bikinis, perfume, makeup, etc. It is the moment in the story where Auden (finally!) realizes the differences between herself and her mother. Another key figure is Eli, Auden's love interest. Both insomniacs, Eli and Auden begin spending their nights together on a quest to give Auden childhood experiences she missed out on. Eli is mysterious; he pops up a couple times before Auden even knows who he is and there is none of that nonsense of the reader knowing more about him than Auden does. In typical Dessen fashion, there is a fallout between them and then a happy reunion.

Like all of Dessen's books, I loved the references to her other books. Two of Auden's close friends are characters from Keeping the Moon; the restaurant Auden goes to with her dad is where the main character from Keeping the Moon works. The necklaces from Lock and Key pop up; Heidi and Thisbie, her daughter, first showed up in What Happened to Goodbye. I love finding these references. I love how Dessen has created this whole world where all the characters are sort of connected through a Six Degrees of Separation-type thing. It's fun. I liked Dessen's characters. Even though she and I have no particular similarities, I found myself relating to Auden. I understood some of her problems, could even see myself in some of the same situations. Auden's friends, Isabel and Maggie and Leah and Adam, were very realistic. I have friends who are Adams, friends who are Maggie; I know people who are Isabels and people who are Leahs. Auden's brother, Hollis, was one of my favorite characters. Although he's not present for a lot of the book, I liked his interactions with Auden; he clearly loves her and they are good friends - similar to my relationship with my older brother.

I didn't have any major problems with this book. A lot of people often grow tired of Dessen's formula for her books, but I didn't find that a problem in this book. I liked it as a nice summer read. One thing I disliked was the choppy transitions from present-time to a flashback. At some points, I had to flip back and reread a page to figure out what train of thought led Auden to a flashback.

Monday, September 5, 2011

Company

"Auden?"
I jumped, then turned my head to see Maggie standing beside me. Her hair was blowing in the breeze, her bag over her shoulder. Behind her, the boardwalk was a row of lights, one right after the other.
"You okay?" she said. When I didn't respond, she added, "You seemed kind of sad when you left."
I had a flash of my mother, the dismissive way she'd looked at Maggie, the bikini bottoms, the Booty Berry [perfume], and then me, all of grouped in the category of Not to Her Liking. But it was vast, that place I'd struggled to avoid for so long, as wide and long as the beach where we were right then. And now that I finally found myself squarely in it, I realized I was kind of glad to have company.
"No," I said to her. "I don't think I am, actually."
I don't know what I expected her to do or say to this. It was all new to me, from that second on. But clearly, she'd been there before. It was obvious in the easy way she shrugged off her bag, letting it fall with a thump onto the sand, before sitting down beside me. She didn't pull me close for a big bonding hug, or offer up some saccharine words of comfort, both of which would have sent me running for sure. Instead, she gave me nothing but her company, realizing even before I did that this was, in fact, just what I needed.

The Best of Times

"Because you don't want The Best of Times to be just one thing, forever. You have to have lots of bests of times, each one topping the last."