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Reactionary Reading: Lola and the Boy Next Door

April 5, 2012

Welcome to the another edition of Reactionary Reading, a feature where I share the notes I take as I read with y’all. However, I redact the quotes/spoilers so that no one will come after me for spoiling them. If you want to see what it says, highlight the redacted portion (it just looks like a white space) of the sentence and VOILÀ! Words!

This time around I’m sharing my notes on Lola and the Boy Next Door, the companion novel to Anna and the French Kiss that I stayed up all night reading in one sitting, by the lovely and marvelous Stephanie Perkins.

p. 17: “Perfect is overrated. Perfect is boring.” I smile. “You don’t think I’m perfect?” “No. You’re delightfully screwy, and I wouldn’t have you any other way. Drink your tea.” 🙂

p. 26: Anna and Étienne!!!!!!!!!! “They moved here recently, but they met last year in Paris, where they went to high school. ParisI’d kill to go to school in Paris, especially if there are guys like Étienne St. Clair there.

p. 32: “So, neither is “the woman.” They’re both gay men. Duh.” Holy crap I love Lola. And Stephanie.

p. 49: “He’s coming over,” Lindsey says. “What do you want me to do? Kick him in the balls? I’ve been dying to kick him in the balls.” Heh heh heh.

p. 84: “Have a good time. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” I hear Andy as I”m walking out the front door. “Honey, that threat doesn’t work when you’re gay.”


“When it’s right, it’s simple,” he [Étienne] said to my unasked question. “Unlike your hair.”

p. 116: “My dad loves figure skating. It is—and I don’t use this expression lightly—the gayest thing about him.” 😀

p. 125: “There’s only one type of television show that Lindsey and I agree on: shows that involve solving crimes while wearing cool disguises. Alias, Pushing Daisies, Dollhouse, Charlie’s Angels, and The Avengers are our favorites.” I need to hang out with these girls stat.

p. 148: “He kisses her slowly and deeply. They don’t care that anyone could watch. Or maybe they’ve forgotten they aren’t alone. When they break apart, Anna says something that makes him fall into silly, boyish laughter. For some reason, that’s the moment that makes me turn away. Something about their love is painful.” *le sigh*

p. 193: “But that might be his drugstore. And that might be his taqueria. And that might be where he buys his Cal Golden Bears memorabilia! No. It’s impossible to picture Cricket in a T-shirt with a school mascot on it. Which is why we are friends.”

p. 200: “I prefer my women with . . . fewer carnivorous beasts and less weaponry.” He pauses and smiles. “Naked is okay. What she needs are a golden retriever and a telescope. Maybe then it would do it for me.” !!!!!!! I’m in love with him.

p. 270: Is it possible to earn someone?” THIS. SO MUCH THIS.

p. 292: !!!!!!! = chirping crickets + ringing bells

OMG p. 294!!!! ISLA?! FRANCE! OLYMPICS! AHHHHH. *flails like a Muppet*


So, I read this book after I had taken a very long YA hiatus. I was actually trying to work on my (YA) work-in-progress, butLola was beckoning me from my shelf and so I gave in and picked it up. And started reading. And couldn’t stop.


And then I felt feelings of joy and sorrow and loss and hurt and redemption and silliness and growth. Things that I hadn’t felt while reading in a very, very long time. (Writing is a totally different story. It’s sort of akin to torture, I think. I cry A LOT while writing. I hope no therapists or psychologists read this.) In a lot of ways, Lola reminded me of why I love YA writing and affirmed my decision to write YA.

So, if you haven’t picked up Lola and the Boy Next Door or Anna and the French Kiss, I urge you to do so. Like now. Or as soon as possible if now happens to be why you’re, like, in a coma or something. Otherwise you have no excuse.

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