There are some really beautiful lines in this book. I thought it was truly well written.

I usually hate books about authors trying to write - it's tedious, and seems sneakily autobiographical - but this one makes the writer's block a part of the book, not a monster shadowing the plot. I didn't hate it in this book, which was a pretty big feat.

This was also fun for me to read because of the time and place - I grew up going to Harvard Square after school and on the weekends, so the location was recognizable to me and made me feel nostalgic. I also recognized (I think?) the restaurant Casey worked at so it was easy to imagine her running up and down the stairs and dealing with indoor/outdoor customers (plus I was a waitress forever and I would bet anything Lily King has done a lot of time as a server).

The book meanders pleasantly along - from Casey's time as a server to her job interviews, from her first dates to her relationships with her boyfriend's children, from her failed relationship to her mourning of her mother.

It felt a little like YA to me, like it was written by someone very young? I don't know how to explain it exactly. Maybe because it was so introspective - we heard all of Casey's thoughts and dreams and fears and hopes - and that can sometimes feel young?