Perhaps you’ve clicked on this to point out that the book in the cover picture isn’t Anna and the French Kiss. Don’t worry! I have realised. However, this is also a post is about why I’m not going to read it and so it kind of makes sense that I don’t have the book on hand. After all, why would I spend money on something that I have no intention of reading? If you haven’t clicked because of that, then I apologise. I just needed something to start my post off. I’m quite frankly horrible at introductions.
So, what’s my deal with Anna and the French Kiss? Well first, I would first like to state that I have nothing against Stephanie Perkins. In fact, I’m super hyped for her new book that’s coming out, There’s Someone Inside Your House because I’m a sucker for YA horror. It’s just . . . Well, it’s just that the synopsis of Anna and the French Kiss makes me uncomfortable. Not to the extent where my toes curl up and shivers run up and down my spine, but the kind of uncomfortable that makes my nose wrinkle in distaste all the while I begin to squint just to make sure that I’m reading it right. Because it seems to me that the synopsis is about cheating.
The synopsis on Goodreads states that “Smart, charming, beautiful, Étienne has it all…including a serious girlfriend.” In short, it seems to me that this is not only a book about cheating and/or a being home wrecker, but it’s also one where it’s painted as a ‘good’ thing and I truly don’t understand why so many people are in love with that concept. Not only is the main character trying to ‘get’ someone else’s boyfriend, but it she doesn’t seem to be held accountable for it? Instead it’s made out to be a Romeo and Juliet romance, in which they cross immeasurable odds to be together.