The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue by V.E. Schwab Book Review

Rating: 5 out of 5.

Rating: Five Forgotten Memories

Thoughts on the Plot: I am very impressed with the plot behind this book. It’s creative and imaginative. I was sucked into the book and the emotions almost from the very beginning. It’s beautiful and sad. I didn’t want to stop reading.

Thoughts on the Characters: I absolutely adore Addie so much. She knew what she wanted and went for it. She paid a terrible price for it though. I really felt for her. Harry was pretty easy to adore as well. He made the same mistake as Addie did. They both made a deal with the same god. I would have liked to see more of Henry’s friends in this book though.

Notable Points: LGBT+ Friendly. Book also has references to sex.

Rating on Narrator: Book was narrated by Julia Whelan, 5 Stars

Thoughts on Audiobook: I don’t have much to say about the audiobook itself. I’m not saying it wasn’t amazing. It was really great. I just can’t think of anything really noteworthy to add other than it enhances the story greatly.

Suggestions for Author: None

Would I Recommend?: Yes

Similar To: Can’t think of anything at the moment.

Quotes:

It ends, the music replaced by applause, and Toby sidles up to the bar, orders a Jack and Coke because they’ll give it to him for free, and somewhere between the first sip and the third he sees her, and smiles, and for an instant Addie thinks—hopes, even now—that he remembers something, because he looks at her as if he knows her, but the truth is simply that he wants to; attraction can look an awful lot like recognition in the wrong light.

How do you walk to the end of the world? she once asked. And when Addie didn’t know, the old woman smiled that wrinkled grin, and answered. One step at a time.

What she needs are stories.

Stories are a way to preserve one’s self. To be remembered. And to forget.

Stories come in so many forms: in charcoal, and in song, in paintings, poems, films. And books.

Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one.

Because time is cruel to all, and crueler still to artists. Because visions weakens, and voices wither, and talent fades…. Because happiness is brief, and history is lasting, and in the end… everyone wants to be remembered

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