What do you think?
Rate this book
434 pages, Kindle Edition
First published June 8, 2021
”Mama always said waiting for sunsets was like waiting for a miracle you knew would come,� he says, his voice graveled with the emotion in his eyes. “How happy she must be to know I finally found mine.�
To quote Dessi, they were not only the stars. They were the night—the dark sky without which no star can shine. How brightly they shone, leaving us a legacy lit by grit and enduring grace.
Every day that ends with me still breathing has ended well.
My heart recognized who Neevah was to me immediately- my light, the part that would fit with me like we were crafted for one another.
‘Mama always said waiting for sunsets was like waiting for a miracle you knew would come,� he says, his voice graveled with the emotion in his eyes� ‘How happy she must be to know I finally found mine.�
I’ve kissed the star. I’ve felt its burn and held it close.
🎬 / this was okay
🎬 + read it for the black love, which i love 💕
🎬 + director x actress movie set setting was cool
🎬 - couldn't connect w MC's personalities all the way. heroine is kinda naive and boring and hero is kinda a rigid diva, sometimes in a sexy way but not always
🎬 / i want linh's book, she's serving up some jhene aiko vibes
“Mama always said waiting for sunsets was like waiting for a miracle you knew would come, he says, his voice graveled with the emotion in his eyes� How happy she must be to know I finally found mine.�
“Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? Every, every minute?�
“Theater has the power to transform, to transport. For every person waiting for curtains to rise, this story is the vehicle to escape the mundane, the grind, the pressures life imposes on us. I know because I feel those same pressures. I feel the weight of life and I want to be lifted as badly as they do. For someone tonight, I’m the getaway.�
"He is the kind of man you meet once in a lifetime. Yes, he’s sharp and takes no shit, but I want that. To do my best, I need that. We all know he’s the magnetic nucleus holding this together. He carries this story and the pulse of it beats inside of him. He’s protective of Dessi’s journey, its chief guardian, but he’s also concerned about his actors. For his art, he’s obsessive and distracted and focused and impatient and longsuffering. He’s a million things and he’s single-minded."
"It feels the way she feels—tailor-made for me.�
“I pride myself on control, on restraint, but ever since Neevah sang her way into my life that first night, the guard I’ve kept over my heart, over my whole life, has been falling away in layers. I feel more. It’s almost too much. Everything is almost too much.�
“Maybe I didn’t ever gain the fame of that other life, but this little roadside sign in a small Alabama town—it says I was here and it will tell my story.�
“I could sing could be my home, but I was wrong. Home is not a song, and it’s not a place. It’s people. It’s community. It’s the bond of blood and the friends we choose. It is that feeling—that knowing you are never alone.�
“We are artists,� she quotes softly, her eyes set on mine. “When there is no joy to be found, we have the power in our hands, the will of our souls, to make it.�
”Everyone who sees this movie will see what I saw in you.� He turns me around to face him, his big hands resting at the curve of my hips.
“Which was what?� I ask, placing my palms flat against his chest.
“Light.� He cups my face, his eyes intent and unwavering. “I get it now —my mother’s fascination with light. She chased it for years, committing it to memory and film with every sunset. She taught me what to look for and when I saw it in you, I recognized it. I didn’t fully understand what it would mean for me, who you would be to me, but I saw that light and wanted it.� He nods to the screen. “I wanted it for Dessi Blue, and though I wouldn’t admit it, I wanted it for myself.”�![]()