

Allyson has a certain vulnerability about her that makes her impossible not to love. Although I will admit that it isn’t wholly original, it is certainly memorable. Just One Day, as I’m sure countless reviews have stated, is a journey of self-discovery. I finished Just One Day with a smile on my face, my heart swelling with pride for Allyson, who felt as close to me as my own best friend, and although the pang I feel when I think of this novel is only an echo of what I feel for Forman’s If I Stay and Where She Went duo, I still love it, albeit in an entirely different way. At one point, I wasn’t sure if I was laughing or crying for I was so full of giddy happiness and bittersweet longing - those are the types of feelings a Gayle Forman novel inspires in you. Although I cracked open its spine with trepidation – there are, after all, a plethora of mixed reviews out there – my feelings quickly changed from that of anxiety to excitement as I was swept up alongside Allyson on her breathtaking journey. Nothing better than this book itself can summon up the whirlwind of emotion I felt when I read it. I still don’t know how true that statement is, but I dearly hope it is – at least when it comes to Just One Day.


Nearly a decade ago, someone once told me that books are like memories within their pages, they store your emotions and thoughts, a document of sorts of your experience.
