Not the Count of Monte Cristo

Sigh. I did read a book in the past two days. It was not, however, the Count of Monte Cristo. We're stalled there, with the Count about to visit Albert Something in France.

What I did read was this:

Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist by by Rachel Cohn & David Levithan

Nick and Norah meet one night at a music club, when Nick asks Norah to pretend to be his girlfriend _ temporarily _ when his ex-girlfriend walks into the club.

What follows for both Nick and Norah is an extraordinary, life-changing kind of a night as they start to maybe, probably, fall in love.

The Nick/Norah chapters are written by Levithan and Cohn respectively, in alternating first person points of view.

I loved it. I really did. There is a lot of swearing, I think, but I work at a newspaper, so I'm not the best judge of what constitutes a lot of swearing. The alternating chapters gives a good insight into what Nick and Norah are thinking, and that although for the most part they're on the same wavelength, that the same gulfs of communication can exist between the most in-tune people.

I'm probably above the legal age limit for knowing who most of the bands they reference are, but I recognised enough of them to be able to ask where the garden of my aunt is located.

It's a YA novel, but one for anyone who has had one of those epic nights that you never want to end. Or, you know, who just enjoys a good story.