The cover alone would have made me want to love this book, but the summary was intriguing as well – a playlist left behind after the protagonist’s best friend committed suicide for unknown reasons is his only clue left. I wanted to like this book, but it just didn’t work for me, unfortunately.
I read about 60 or so pages before I was ready to give up – but I was left with that nagging question of what had happened to the protagonist’s best friend. So, I skimmed the last 40, 50 pages or so to find out what had happened. Obviously, I didn’t get the full impact of the story this way, but it didn’t make me want to go back and try to finish it the traditional way, so I just don’t think this is the book for me. I didn’t connect with any of the characters, especially the protagonist, which made it difficult for me to connect with the story. I definitely saw similarities to The Perks of Being a Wallflower, one of the books that this one is compared to, but I connected with and enjoyed Perks a lot more than this debut. I guess it just wasn’t for me, unfortunately.