*I read this in January 2017. Reviewed in April 2017. I read it as an arc. As always, this is my honest opinion.
So. In my quest to read 18 books before school started back up on the 18th, I read this one. My memory is foggy on books read in January (prime example is my Nevernight review), and this one is pretty forgettable to begin with. So…take that as you will. I gave it two stars on goodreads.
Natalie Cleary must risk her future and leap blindly into a vast unknown for the chance to build a new world with the boy she loves.
Natalie’s last summer in her small Kentucky hometown is off to a magical start… until she starts seeing the “wrong things.” They’re just momentary glimpses at first—her front door is red instead of its usual green, there’s a pre-school where the garden store should be. But then her whole town disappears for hours, fading away into rolling hills and grazing buffalo, and Nat knows something isn’t right.
That’s when she gets a visit from the kind but mysterious apparition she calls “Grandmother,” who tells her: “You have three months to save him.” The next night, under the stadium lights of the high school football field, she meets a beautiful boy named Beau, and it’s as if time just stops and nothing exists. Nothing, except Natalie and Beau.
Even reading the summary again, I barely remember this book. I just know that it VAGUELY reminded me of Dreamology by Lucy Keating and I just wanted to read that again.
The Love That Split the World generally left me disillusioned. The cover is so pretty, but the story fell flat. It was honestly, boring and I found myself disinterested in all the character’s struggles. I think the execution was done poorly and the story suffered because of that.
The premise had potential of being unique and special, the idea of seeing things not there and having a guardian figure would have set it up to be a pretty epic story, but everything was dull.
OH. I just remembered something about the story and now I’m sad again, because there were interesting parts, but they were too few to keep my attention for long.