Nocturnal Wenchy

The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

Usually, I have much to say, but this book was far too delicate for me to even suggest I could discuss character building and such. It’s a rose petal. Smell. Savour. Remember.

Wow! The book is geared to the young adult market I presume, but it captivated me immediately. It was beautiful in its innocence, beauty, hopes and dreams.

There were so many quotes. Moments where I just sat and breathed in the beauty.

I cried many times.

“That’s when Sam grabbed my hand. “I love this song!” She led me to the dance floor. And she started dancing. And I started dancing. It was a fast song, so I wasn’t very good, but she didn’t seem to mind. We were just dancing, and that was enough. The song ended, and then a slow one came on. She looked at me. I looked at her. Then, she took my hands and pulled me in to dance slow. I don’t know how to dance slow very well either, but I do know how to sway. Her whisper smelled like cranberry juice and vodka. “I looked for you in the parking lot today.” I hoped mine still smelled like toothpaste. “I was looking for you, too.” Then, we were quiet for the rest of the song. She held me a little closer. I held her a little closer. And we kept dancing. It was the one time all day that I really wanted the clock to stop. And just be there for a long time.”
 — Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)

Truly recommend this book for 15+ (although my 13 year old read it, she is not quite your average 13-year-old reader.)

“I couldn’t believe Sam actually got me a present because I honestly thought the “I love you” was it.”
— Stephen Chbosky (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)

I wish you… infinity.
Wenchy