The Realm of Possibility

One school. Twenty voices. Endless possibilities. There's the girl who is in love with Holden Caulfield. The boy who wants to be strong who falls for the girl who's convinced she needs to be weak. The girl who writes love songs for a girl she can't have. The two boys teetering on the brink of their first anniversary. And everyone in between. As he did in the highly acclaimed Boy Meets Boy, David Levithan gives us a world of unforgettable voices that readers will want to visit again and again. It...

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LittleGhost23 июня 2016 г.
I don't want to say much. For something like this, there are no right words, certainly no desire to share what's turned out to be your personal hideout for the impossibly short time of two days; only a secret place in your heart and the knowing that you will never forget. I wasn't going to write anything, and I'm only doing it now for my peace of mind.
I'm not sure how I'm still my whole, almost-sane self, when while reading I was breaking hundreds of times. This unbelievable thing of a book was too much of life. Longing to love and to be loved, for someone to understand you, keep you close, and not ever let go. Little things, memories that have no price and have all the price in the world. All the intertwined voices, stories told in such a sincere and beautiful way that not once I had to literally hold my breath so as not to scream.
It's only my second book by David, and it scares me how much I love him. He has a razor-sharp sense of how teenagers feel, and his writing style is like a dream; like song lyrics that pierce your mind and forever hold you captive.
My favorite story — two, in fact, but they're inseparable — was the one of Jed and Daniel. The most tender, deeply touching relationship, and the first to have me fighting with tears only a few seconds in. And I am absolutely in love with how Daniel was the book's beginning and Jed its closure.
"This will linger."
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LittleGhost21 июня 2016 г.
in my english notebook, i had cataloged his graces
while in his mind he had detailed my kindnesses,
dreamed about saying things i dreamed of hearing.
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LittleGhost21 июня 2016 г.
If I tell you something startling, do you promise not to swoon?
I nod, and watch the orange peels fall to the river.
I've gotten him a ring, he says.
It wasn't until Jed that I understood
how a person could be disarming.
I have spent years of my life sitting
in my room, creating defenses of
cynicism, darkness, and bleakness.
Jed's friendship is the skeleton key to
my fortress. He disarms me every
time.
Let me see it, I reply.
He hands me the open orange, sections pulled back like petals. He wipes his fingers, then carefully reaches into his pocket. What emerges is a claddagh.
Two hands, one heart.
I have seen the rings before, but never like this. Never held between two fingers instead of worn on one. Never in the windblown sun, never so high over the water. Never so close to me.
Two hands, one heart.
Do the two hands belong to two different people? Are they holding their love in common, keeping it perfectly balanced? Or do the two hands belong to one person, giving the heart as an offering (take this, it's yours)?
At that moment, a truck speeds across the bridge. It comes dangerously close to us and shakes the false ground that we sit on.
I am jolted forward, into the rail.
The orange falls from my hand.
And the word I think is precarious. Because as the bridge rocks like a beast with a
tremor down its spine, as I pitch forward so close to the air of no return, I am struck
by how precarious it all is. How the things that hold us are only as strong as
the faith we have in them—
you go on the bridge because you trust it will not fall
the fingers will clasp because we trust them to.
You need two hands to hold a heart.
The tremors subside and I look over to Jed. He is ghostly pale, but the ring is still between his forefinger and thumb. He has held on, because he could not consider letting go.
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LittleGhost21 июня 2016 г.
I love Jed, but I am not in love with him.
It took us a little while to figure this out.
Putting aside the fact that he's as gay as the day is long,
it would be too easy to mistake what we have for desire.
It is not desire.
Instead it is something deeper. I don't want to be with him
constantly and forever. I want to be with him for the moment,
and I want the moments to go on forever.
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