Addie LaRue is a beautiful book if you go in with no expectations. Perfect for a relaxing holiday.
Schwab is very good at creating interesting characters and succeeded again with Addie, Luc, Henry and even Henry’s friends. I would have love more of their interaction, but they did get lost in the lyrical waxing of scenery.
It follows the story of the immortal Addie with snapshots of her life throughout her 300 years interlaced with a modern-day romance. Well, eventually. I think it’s putting too much pressure to call it a romance. Rather a historical walking tour slash (fictional) biography that focusses on art and artists and human connections. It gets very philosophical at times… and about time, which is in character for an immortal that loves art, I suppose.
The ending might not be conventual, but it’s one I agreed with. And, as usual with a Schwab novel, I was in tears.
So, to sum up: The characters and plot are interesting and enjoyable, but a little weighed down by the set dressing.
The Bibliotaph Books 