At 35, It's Too Late For Love

I started the book rather enjoying its realistic takes on life and love especially at an older age but somewhere towards the later half it just got muddied and convoluted. At some point there wasn't any realistic chemistry between the leads because they only work and fck. Like mans can't go a single interaction without taking his clothes off to the point that he openly admits multiple times he only ever thinks about her body. The last few chapters were particularly annoying as our fl struggles with her identity vs love, marriage and kids. However any choice or determination she makes is almost immediately written over and changed or she has the same struggle over again without much change. All of her decisions and choices are almost exclusively made just over the s*x the two leads have. It felt like fl had taken a back seat in her own story. I'm all for interesting, flawed, and dimensional characters, however there was little to no genuine character development. Perhaps I'm being too harsh, it was a decent story, I liked the art and her character wasn't the worst, but after such a good start to the book I was left annoyed and disappointed upon completion.

For someone in a similar stage of life, this story was awesome. It goes through realistic scenarios and asks the same questions that float around us when we take a moment to self-reflect. The difference is that im still asking the same questions, yet see the end of the protagonists’ story! This serves as a good reminder that it is ok to question yourself, to forget your initial objective, to come back to what you originally aimed for when you’re ready, and also that it’s okay change your mind. Because what ends up happening may be better than what you thought. Love it!