A Thousand Letters by Staci Hart
Sometimes your life is split by a single decision.
I’ve spent every day of the last seven years regretting mine: he left, and I didn’t follow. A thousand letters went unanswered, my words like petals in the wind, spinning away into nothing, taking me with them.
But now he’s back.
I barely recognize the man he’s become, but I can still see a glimmer of the boy who asked me to be his forever, the boy I walked away from when I was young and afraid.
Maybe if he’d come home under better circumstances, he could speak to me without anger in his voice. Maybe if I’d said yes all those years ago, he’d look at me without the weight of rejection in his eyes. Maybe if things were different, we would have had a chance.
One regretted decision sent him away. One painful journey brought him back to me. I only wish I could keep him.
*A contemporary romance inspired by Jane Austen’s Persuasion*
For the record. Staci is a liar. This is way more than a thousand letters. It's a thousand feelings though for sure.
I don't know how to review this masterpiece and give it the justice it deserves. Staci very obviously poured her heart and soul into this book. I think there was a dash of salt, a pinch of pepper, and another seasoning I can't quite put my finger on.
As an editor. An editor of this book. It was taxing. It was exhausting. It was emotional. It was hard. Am I complaining? Definitely not. Some books are just so amazingly mindblowing and emotionally drawing and draining - it's impossible to just do in one sitting. Who am I kidding. I ran out of tissues on some days.
Just when I thought my heart couldn't take it anymore, the story twitches, twists, and changes giving me hope and a smile. And then it's gone. And then it's back.
I'm not going to lie. This book put me through the emotional wringer. I lost ten pounds in water weight crying.
Staci is brilliant. She is a master. She is magical. If I hadn't sat with her many a day and physically watched her type pieces of this manuscript, I wouldn't believe that someone has this talent in them. The words are flowing, engaging, gripping. The story is sad, yet filled with hope and love.
The push and pull of the characters, of my heartstrings, of my hope, of my defeat was.... well... kind of magnificent actually. I literally felt this book in every dark spot of my soul. I feel like I just gave birth after reading that. Birth to what, I have no idea. I thought the book gave me a seizure, but thankfully it turned out that I had just forgotten my meds today.
I applaud this work. This piece of art.
Well done. Very. Well. Done. (Not like a piece of meat.)