Today's post is a review, a highly recommended work of art that I read a while ago and still can't get out of my head. What is this amazing thing you ask? Why, it's Making Faces by Amy Harmon.
It seems quite rare that I find a book and dive into it, no questions asked. I tend to read a couple of reviews too (no spoilers though!) and then I decide whether I want to add it to my TBR or not. This one, like I said, I dove into it. I did not read any reviews, I felt pretty damn sure this was going to be one of those catch your breath, hold in the tears and suck up all the hurt reads that would just stick with me. I love it when that happens ha ha.

So... What is all the fuss about?
Ambrose Young was beautiful. He was tall and muscular, with hair that touched his shoulders and eyes that burned right through you. The kind of beautiful that graced the covers of romance novels, and Fern Taylor would know. She'd been reading them since she was thirteen. But maybe because he was so beautiful he was never someone Fern thought she could have...until he wasn't beautiful anymore.
Making Faces is the story of a small town where five young men go off to war, and only one comes back. It is the story of loss. Collective loss, individual loss, loss of beauty, loss of life, loss of identity. It is the tale of one girl's love for a broken boy, and a wounded warrior's love for an unremarkable girl. This is a story of friendship that overcomes heartache, heroism that defies the common definitions, and a modern tale of Beauty and the Beast, where we discover that there is a little beauty and a little beast in all of us.
Can you honestly tell me you read that, and didn't want to one click? Huh?
As the blurb states, it's centered around loss, and overcoming your demons. It's about finding yourself again, and finally learning that it's okay to lean on others, to depend on someone else other that yourself. It really is a beautifully written book. There's a quality to it that seems rare at the moment, it's passionate in every sense of the word. There are so many messages throughout this book, that it become impossible not to take a little breather, to sit and reflect on your own life and what or who you take for granted, to learn to truly appreciate what it is we have. This, this right here, amazed me. I'm not going to declare myself a saint, but I was astounded at how deeply this effected me.
Harmon has delivered another 5+ star read, for me, and I cannot wait to get my hands on another book of hers!
If you enjoy books that tear your heart to shreds and put it back together again, this one is for you. Go on a journey guys, it's worth it in the end.
CJ x