Review: The Seven Year Slip

TWs: Suicide of a loved one

After watching one of @amandas.reading.nook (on tiktok and instagram) TikTok where she talked about Ashley Poston's writing and her most recent release, I decided that I needed to give her a shot and I'm so glad that I did because I LOVED this book. 

This book is about a magical apartment that will randomly send it's residents seven years into the past. I liked Clementine and her struggle with grieving her aunt- Grief is a powerful thing that we all experience a little differently and the way Poston wrote it had me in my feels. I liked meeting Iwan in the past and the present. I really liked Clementines struggle as her meetings with him were all happening around the same time, so she had to grapple with how he had changed over the course of seven years when it had only been months for her. I also enjoyed the lack of explanation on why the apartment is the way it is - just the idea of this random spot of magic existing was so whimsical and lovely.

I can't wait to check out more from this author and this book is definitely among my favorites so far this year. 

Synopsis:

An overworked book publicist with a perfectly planned future hits a snag when she falls in love with her temporary roommate…only to discover he lives seven years in the past, in this witty and wise new novel from the New York Times bestselling author of The Dead Romantics.

Sometimes, the worst day of your life happens, and you have to figure out how to live after it.

So Clementine forms a plan to keep her heart safe: work hard, find someone decent to love, and try to remember to chase the moon. The last one is silly and obviously metaphorical, but her aunt always told her that you needed at least one big dream to keep going. And for the last year, that plan has gone off without a hitch. Mostly. The love part is hard because she doesn’t want to get too close to anyone—she isn’t sure her heart can take it.

And then she finds a strange man standing in the kitchen of her late aunt’s apartment. A man with kind eyes and a Southern drawl and a taste for lemon pies. The kind of man that, before it all, she would’ve fallen head-over-heels for. And she might again.

Except, he exists in the past. Seven years ago, to be exact. And she, quite literally, lives seven years in his future.

Her aunt always said the apartment was a pinch in time, a place where moments blended together like watercolors. And Clementine knows that if she lets her heart fall, she’ll be doomed.

After all, love is never a matter of time—but a matter of timing.

Goodreads | Amazon