Title: Tonight the Streets Are Ours
Author: Leila Sales
Publication: September 15th 2015 by Farrar, Straus and Giroux (BYR)
Genre: YA, contemporary
Pages: 342 pages
Format: Library book
About the book:
That’s how seventeen-year-old Arden Huntley has always thought of herself. Caring for her loved ones is what gives Arden purpose in her life and makes her feel like she matters. But lately she’s grown resentful of everyone—including her needy best friend and her absent mom—taking her loyalty for granted.
Then Arden stumbles upon a website called Tonight the Streets Are Ours, the musings of a young New York City writer named Peter, who gives voice to feelings that Arden has never known how to express. He seems to get her in a way that no one else does, and he hasn’t even met her.
Until Arden sets out on a road trip to find him.
During one crazy night out in New York City filled with parties, dancing, and music—the type of night when anything can happen, and nearly everything does—Arden discovers that Peter isn’t exactly who she thought he was. And maybe she isn’t exactly who she thought she was, either.
So here’s the alphabetical run down:
For the most part, I liked, but didn’t love the characters in this book. Arden as a main character is missing something, some undefinable quirkiness that would make her into a memorable character. Her outstanding quality of being recklessly loyal doesn’t pull me in enough and her only other real interest is in Peter’s blog, Tonight the Streets Are Ours. Peter is a well developed interesting character with a complicated backstory, but his is secondary and comes too late in the book.
This cover is gorgeous… but misleading. This scene does not exist in the book. There is no girl in shorts and a tank top holding hands with a boy in a hat with a messenger bag walking off into the sunset. The cover combined with the title makes me want this to be a one night city adventure, which this book is definitely not. Although the one night in the city was probably my favorite part of the whole book.
I love a good love story, but it is safe to say that this one is not a love story in the traditional sense. Low on the romance scale, although high on the love/loyalty to friends scale. Still, the friendship between Arden and Lindsey isn’t magical enough to get me lost in the story.
Arden’s one night in the city is actually what I wanted this whole book to be like: fun and exciting and spontaneous. The story leading up to the one night just seems to be drawn out too long for what it actually accomplished. However, I do love a book with an epilogue, especially when the epilogue fast forwards far into the future. I’m sure that’s actually the definition of an epilogue, to bring closure to the book. I really do like closure.
“Life is sort of like Goldilocks and the Three Bears, if you know what I mean. Some days are too big. Some days are much too small. But today was one of those rare days that was just right.”
“I used to think that loving somebody meant sacrificing anything for them. I thought it meant writing them a blank cheque. I thought it meant that you would die without each other. But it turns out that death and a broken heart are not he same.
These days, I think that love is not so dramatic as all that. Maybe loving somebody means simply they bring out the best in you, and you bring out the best in them – so that together, you are always the best possible versions of yourselves.”
This book was enjoyable in the moment, but was not memorable enough for more than three hearts.