The Seven Year Slip by Ashley Poston
Seven Years Good Luck
The Seven Year Slip, penned by Ashley Poston, stands as the first book that the internet compelled me to read, and I am sincerely grateful that it did. This literary gem proved to be a captivating 5-star experience, one that enthralled me from start to finish.
Imagine the plight of falling for an individual who resides seven years in the past. Contemplate the tumultuous emotions that accompany finding the right person at the most inopportune moment. Envision a universe that conspires to create additional hurdles, obstructing any semblance of a happy ending. What if you chance upon the same individual in the present, only to realize that they are not the same person you once adored, and you yourself have undergone profound transformations despite your recent acquaintance?
The novel is a mind-boggling, intricately woven tapestry, a masterful amalgamation of intellect and complexity that requires diligent assembly of its various puzzle pieces to fully savor the richness of the narrative. Upon reaching the last page, I found myself eager to devour every book by this author in one seamless reading session.
The protagonist, Clementine, affectionately known as Lemon, is an idiosyncratic blend of artistic eccentricity, misplaced purpose, and fervent dedication to her work. As she grapples with the profound loss of her beloved aunt and best friend, she is thrust into a tumultuous journey of self-discovery. An individual who has traversed the globe with her enigmatic and vivacious aunt Analea, Clementine has come to understand the very fabric of magic in the world.
Frequent visits to her aunt’s magical abode since childhood have acquainted Clementine with the apartment’s peculiar ability to traverse time, propelling its inhabitants seven years forward or backward, thereby facilitating serendipitous reunions and poignant farewells. However, as Clementine matured, skepticism seeped into her perception of her aunt’s fantastical tales, until the day her aunt departed, bequeathing her the apartment and the responsibility of safeguarding its mystical legacy.
Upon her return to the hallowed confines of her aunt’s residence, she unexpectedly encounters a charismatic stranger, his Southern charm a striking contrast to her initial apprehension. In a whirlwind of emotions, she realizes that it is not the stranger who is displaced in time, but herself, flung seven years into the past.
Enter Iwan, the charismatic, red-headed stranger, an aspiring culinary virtuoso determined to honor his grandfather’s legacy by carving his path as a dishwasher in an upscale restaurant. He enchants her with the finest fajitas she has ever savored, shares an enchanting dance, and seals their brief encounter with a heartfelt kiss, only to vanish into the ether the following day.
Determined to track down the enigmatic Iwan, Clementine embarks on a desperate quest, only to uncover that the contemporary iteration of Iwan is far closer than she ever anticipated. The looming question arises: has she missed her chance at eternal love, or is there still hope for their paths to converge at the opportune moment?
The novel’s allure lies not only in its labyrinthine narrative, but also in the poignant bond shared between the aunt and her niece. It is a tale that warms the heart, a poignant exploration of timing, resilience, self-discovery, and the unwavering pursuit of love amidst the ever-shifting tides of life. With an eager eye, I have glimpsed another work by this author, and I am fervently anticipating the next chapter. If you too wish to embark on this extraordinary journey, simply click the link below to immerse yourself in this captivating tale.