A review by cristinasuarezmunoz
September Ends by Hunter S. Jones, An Anonymous English Poet

2.0

September Ends had the promise of being an amazing book, moving and thought-provoking but it’s quite the opposite. The first few chapters, I was hooked and the writing was beautiful but then after the first 15% into it, the writing was choppy, the dialogue felt forced and the characters felt one-dimensional.

A few issues I had with the book was the insta-love and sexual conversations over email, I didn’t buy it. Is it possible to fall in love over emails? It's improbable but definitely possible, but still, I didn't buy it. The black and white photos in the book were a complete distraction. And I’m not one for looking at pinched nipples, women in lingerie or boob shots in general and I’m not a prude by any means but it was just silly because it felt like a picture book. You'll make me a lazy reader if you show me versus telling me.

Liz is on a journey to find healing after she suffers the loss of her brother. The way she copes is by writing and and over time she meets Peter through an email, which then moves into a chat-room of sorts, it’s a bit weird because I’m not sure that chat rooms exist anymore but who knows, I could totally be wrong or maybe I am a prude and I just don't know it.

The reviews out there are glowing, so clearly readers have received it well. While the book has an interesting concept, I couldn’t connect to the story or the characters for the various reasons I’ve listed and there’s really not much more I can say.