“Every day is the same for Rhiannon. She has accepted her life, convinced herself that she deserves her distant, temperamental boyfriend, Justin, even established guidelines by which to live: Don’t be too needy. Avoid upsetting him. Never get your hopes up.
Until the morning everything changes. Justin seems to see her, to want to be with her for the first time, and they share a perfect day–a perfect day Justin doesn’t remember the next morning. Confused, depressed, and desperate for another day as great as that one, Rhiannon starts questioning everything. Then, one day, a stranger tells her that the Justin she spent that day with, the one who made her feel like a real person…wasn’t Justin at all.”
Work and, life in general, pulled me away from reading books and writing about them in this blog. And then one book comes along to bring me back. Because how can I not write about David Levithan’s Another Day?
Every Day was one of the best books I’ve read in the last few years, and when I found out that Levithan released a companion book that details the events through Rhiannon’s eyes instead of A’s? I was sold. I had to buy the book. I had to read it immediately after. And unlike some recent readings, Another Day compelled me to write about it as soon as I finished.
And not because I want to rave about it.
It’s not bad. Another Day is actually a very fast and very good read, and I feel like I can discuss the book’s themes of love, gender, identity, appearances, etc. for hours. The writing is solid. Scratch that. The writing is just as amazing as before. And Levithan really takes you back to the first time you’ve read Every Day. He brings you back that feeling of falling in love with a book for the first time–with a story that he’s already told.
But once the feeling passes, you realize… You’re reading a story that he’s already told. And some parts of that story, the ones that really make Every Day stand out before, is no longer present in Another Day. And then, you discover, you don’t actually want to read a recounting of a story you’ve already been told–regardless of the fact that it now centers on a different character, and offers a different perspective.
Reading Another Day makes me want to have a sequel for Every Day. Not just to find out what happens to A, the main protagonist of the book, but also to find out what happens to Rhiannon after the ending she was given.
And this brings me to questioning the need to publish Another Day. Every Day was perfect as it is. The ending might have been open, but it felt like the perfect ending befitting the story that was told. Releasing Another Day feels like riding the coattails of that success, and smells of the publishers pushing to milk a successful book.
How necessary was Another Day? If this becomes as successful as the book from which it was spun off, would this become a precedent for future releases? Will all successful books now be re-released from a different point of view?
It would be a problem if these future possibilities are treated with respect, and are given actual thought, like what happened with Another Day. But what if, instead, we are given something akin to Grey? Do we need more books like those? Do we want this second perspective books to become a fad?
I would rather have sequels or more original stand-alone’s.