#193 I’ll Give You The Sun

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Jude and her twin brother, Noah, are incredibly close. At thirteen, isolated Noah draws constantly and is falling in love with the charismatic boy next door, while daredevil Jude cliff-dives and wears red-red lipstick and does the talking for both of them. But three years later, Jude and Noah are barely speaking. Something has happened to wreck the twins in different and dramatic ways . . until Jude meets a cocky, broken, beautiful boy, as well as someone else—an even more unpredictable new force in her life. The early years are Noah’s story to tell. The later years are Jude’s. What the twins don’t realize is that they each have only half the story, and if they could just find their way back to one another, they’d have a chance to remake their world.


My reading mood was in a bad shape when I first borrowed this from the library. I’m not touching this book until it’s near the due date and hence, the readathon last week. I happened to finish this book in one night.

in every set of twins, there is one angel, one devil. (page 54)

How was it?

In some ways, I enjoy the writing. I love the characters, they are all beautifully describe by the author that you would really like to meet them in person. The character development too, I’m not expecting the switch outcome between Noah and Jude though it had been mentioned at the synopsis. The way they grieved over their mother’s death was so different that I keep guessing why.

The novel set in art vibe (the twins are artist) and we can not escape the free-spirited characters in here too. I like this novel but I don’t really like the ending. I hate to discovered the real story of the mother. I don’t want it that way, I just can not fully accepted it. I guess it’s why I can only rate this novel with 3 stars.

Would I recommend this novel?

Of course I would. But I’ll recommend this novel to the ones who fond of art things and enjoy flowery narration with of course beautifully-damaged kind of characters.

She comes around to my side and leans in to better study the drawing.

“I wish he were real,” she says. “He’s so cool-looking. He’s so . . . I don’t know . . . There’s something . . .” This is weird. She never responds like this when she sees my stuff anymore. She usually looks like she has a turd in her mouth. She folds her arms across her chest, which is so full of boobs now, it’s like the clash of the titans. “Can I have it?”

This shocks me. She’s never asked for a drawing before. I’m horrible at giving them away. “For the sun, stars, oceans, and all the trees, I’ll consider it,” I say, knowing she’ll never agree. She knows how badly I want the sun and trees. We’ve been dividing up the world since we were five. I’m kicking butt at the moment—universe domination is within my grasp for the first time.

“Are you kidding?” she says, standing up straight. It annoys me how tall she’s getting. It’s like she’s being stretched at night. “That leaves me just the flowers, Noah.”

Fine, I think. She’ll never do it. It’s settled, but it isn’t. She reaches over and props up the pad, gazing at the portrait like she’s expecting the English guy to speak to her.

“Okay,” she says. “Trees, stars, oceans. Fine.”

“And the sun, Jude.”

“Oh, all right,” she says, totally surprising me. “I’ll give you the sun.”

“I practically have everything now!” I say. “You’re crazy!”

“But I have him.”

That was the part where the title was taken, but I can say that I’ll give you the sun has a lot of meaning behind of that. It’s about the twins and how they get to save each other.

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