The Geography of You and Me
By Jennifer E. Smith
Summary: Lucy and Owen meet somewhere between the tenth and eleventh floors of a New York City apartment building, on an elevator rendered useless by a citywide blackout. After they’re rescued, they spend a single night together, wandering the darkened streets and marveling at the rare appearance of stars above Manhattan. But once the power is restored, so is reality. Lucy soon moves to Edinburgh with her parents, while Owen heads out west with his father.
Lucy and Owen’s relationship plays out across the globe as they stay in touch through postcards, occasional e-mails, and—finally—a reunion in the city where they first met.
A carefully charted map of a long-distance relationship, Jennifer E. Smith’s new novel shows that the center of the world isn’t necessarily a place. It can be a person, too.
Source: I purchased a paperback.
I really enjoyed the author’s other book, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight, so I figured I’d pick up another promising contemporary romance from her.
If I’m being perfectly honest, I feel like this book was kind of a waste of time. I loved the beginning and how Lucy and Owen met and explored New York during the black out. It was one of those chance moments. But I expected the book to spend more time on their evening in New York, so I was surprised it was over within just a few pages. So then after I realized both characters were going in separate directions, I thought we’d have this awesome postcard long distance relationship.
But the book didn’t contain a long distance relationship or even a meaningful sort of correspondence.
I mean, I suppose the way it ended worked out and the idea that they sent postcards to each other was cute, but it just fell really flat and seemed so anticlimactic. I don’t feel like i really knew the characters or even rooted for them as a couple. I just feel like I wasted my time. Maybe I’m just grumpy but that was not at all what I expected from or wanted from the story. It lacked any sort of depth.
I think it’s best to skip this one.