Brigitta is a girl who is at a point in her life where she’s trying to find where she fits or belongs in this world. Her family is very eccentric and she’s had a different kind of childhood. Brigitta’s very religious grandparents died a couple of years before and she was extremely close to her grandmother, so she’s taken up studying various religions in what seems an attempt to feel closer to her, or find her somehow. There is religious talk in this book, Brigitta talks about what her Christian grandmother taught her, but it felt true to the story and to the character, so it didn’t feel preachy in the least.
What I enjoyed most about The Summer of No Regrets was the romance between Brigitta and Luke. They were really sweet together. Though I must admit that it was hard to pinpoint what exactly drew Luke in at first since he doesn’t really tell her the truth until the end. It was obvious that he cared about her a lot though. It was definitely not difficult to see why Brigitta would fall for Luke…he was gorgeous, sweet, and kind. But he wasn’t very open, which pretty much made Brigitta question everything, from who he was, to how he really felt about her. I also enjoyed getting a little insight into celebrities. That was kind of cool.
The Summer of No Regrets was a light, fun, romantic read. I’d recommend this book to fans of Sarah Dessen. I’ll be looking forward to more books by Katherine Grace Bond in the future.
The Summer of No Regrets by Katherine Grace Bond
Published by Sourcebooks Fire
Pub Date: May 1st 2012
Format: eARC | Source: NetGalley
Genres: Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult
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This was the summer that would change my life.
No more being what everyone expected. No more doing what everyone else wanted.
So when Luke came into my life, I decided to keep him a secret. Maybe he as a dead-ringer for notorious Hollywood bad boy Trent Yves. And it was possible that everything he told me was a lie. And yes, I was probably asking for trouble. But all I saw was Luke–sweet, funny, caring–someone who would let me be the real me.
But which was the real him?
Now, as part of The Summer Lovin’ Blog Tour, please help me welcome author of The Summer of No Regrets, Katherine Grace Bond. She’s written a great post about identity. :)
Finding the Real Me
Sometimes I feel, as far as social groups are concerned, that I’m sort of a minor hello and goodbye part.
As teens read THE SUMMER OF NO REGRETS, I’ve been reading my teenage diary. REALLY embarrassing, but it has to be done. How else will I know whether I’ve actually grown up?
I shopped a lot, but thought I looked terrible in the “in” clothes (which included something called “gauchos”.) I went to a folk dance convention, was dumped by my best friend, fought with my mother. My dad yelled a lot. I almost got to be an exchange student in France. I asked a boy named Lyle for his picture every single week.
What strikes me, as I read these awkward entries, is that I expected other people to tell me who I was.
That was the year I followed puppy-like after friends who treated me shoddily, hoping I’d become worthy.
I glowed under the praise of teachers and knew I was smart.
I longed to shake off my parents’ overprotectiveness so I’d be mature.
I was certain my life would be “so great” if only fill in boy’s name here liked me. Then I’d be pretty.
Once, when a brand new song came on the radio, my best friend asked, mid-song, whether I liked it.
“Do you like it?” I asked.
“I’m not going to tell you,” she replied, and I faced the ultimate dilemma: Should I love it? Should I hate it? I couldn’t know until I got her opinion; I didn’t have one of my own. The still, small voice inside me had gone missing.
Though Brigitta in THE SUMMER OF NO REGRETS, hides the “real she,” she’s still more self-possessed than I was. But I did eventually find the “real Katherine,” and I’ve learned a few things about going from fake to real.
- Create, create, create: write, sing, sculpt, build. What you create is uniquely yours. The more you create, the more comfortable you become in your own skin.
- Pay attention to your body. That feeling in the pit of your stomach may be telling you to get out of a bad situation. That exhilaration in your lungs may be telling you, “I should come here more often.” Your body knows your likes and dislikes—usually better than your friends do.
- Love boldly. Notice what you care about and act on it. Homeless kids? Volunteer at the shelter. Poetry slams? Start an open mic. Your grandmother? Pick up the phone.
- Be an encourager. I’m more myself when I encourage—“calling out” someone’s gift can be life-changing. One of my sweeter diary entries read, “Mary wrote my poem on the front of her notebook. She said, ‘Don’t erase it! I think it’s so beautiful.’” Mary, now a librarian, always encouraged my writing. Now, through TEENWrite, I get to do the same.
And as it turns out, I’m more than a hello and goodbye part. And so are you.