My August book from the Willoughby Book Club was Another Place by Matthew Crow. I'm not sure what the story is about but the cover is very pretty. 😊
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My August book from the Willoughby Book Club was Another Place by Matthew Crow. I'm not sure what the story is about but the cover is very pretty. 😊
"She was like a child's toy, unwanted until somebody else had her." We can't get enough of Matthew Crow's lyrical writing - have you opened Another Place yet?
So dreamy.
A small town. A missing schoolgirl. A terrible secret. And one girl’s fight to survive.
We can’t get enough of Matthew Crow’s Another Place.
GUYS! Have you seen our beautiful *BOOK OF THE MONTH*?!
Isn’t this cover swoon worthy?
We are so excited that Matthew Crow’s Another place is out in the wild!
After summer - when we returned to school for our final mandatory year - everything seemed different. Everybody was less certain. Every conversation involved change. Involved whatever would come next. Out of nowhere we had a choice - whether we wanted to stay for two more years; whether we wanted to go; which subjects suited our interests. School became an option, and an exciting one at that. For those of us who were staying, parts of the building where we never had been before would be accessible; the classes would become smaller; We would even get to choose what we wore. Those leaving would no longer be shut up within those same four walls. They would have to make new friends, see new people everyday, unlearn the old rules and get to grips with the new ones. Nobody knew exactly what they were doing next. But everyone knew that they would be doing something. And even if that something was to choose to do nothing, then the choice would be theirs, where it never had been before. Something was ending. And something was beginning. Nobody quite knew what was coming, but we knew it would be huge. Nothing seemed certain anymore, nothing seemed static or undoable; it felt like a reward, like after fifteen years life was finally opening up for us.
this sums up all my sentiments tbh. Taken from Chapter 1 of The Brilliant Light of Amber Sunrise by Matthew Crow