Fake Dates and Mooncakes by Sher Lee | YA Romance

          

"Fake Dates and Mooncakes by Sher Lee"
Book Review by Dhiraj Sindhi

Fake Dates and Mooncakes by Sher Lee

Author: Sher Lee

ISBN: 978-1035028313

Genre: Young-Adult Romance

Length: 272 Pages

Publication Date: 15^th June 2023

Publisher: Pan Macmillan India

Cover Art: Myriam Strasbourg | Website: www.myriamstrasbourg.com

Cover Designer: Casey Moses | Website: www.caseymoses.com

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About the author:

SHER LEE writes rom-coms and fantasy novels for teens. Fake Dates and Mooncakes is her debut. Like the main character, she has made mooncakes with her favorite aunt and has an abiding love for local street food (including an incredible weakness for xiao long bao). She lives in Singapore with her husband and two adorable corgis, Spade and Clover.

Sher Lee with Spade and Clover

Instagram: @sherleeauthor

Website: sherleeauthor.com

Disclaimer: This review is only intended for initiating discussions. The opinions and views presented in this article are my own and do not reflect anything about the book's author. 

REVIEW

"Fake Dates and Mooncakes" is a feel-good teen drama that had me hooked from the very first page. From the outset, it was clear that FOOD would play a vital role, and the delectable prose, steeped in Singaporean and Chinese culinary traditions, lived up to the promise hinted at in the title. Set in the vibrant backdrop of Brooklyn and the Hamptons, the narrative unfolds through the eyes of Dylan. His world revolves around family – Aunt Jade, along with her children Megan and Tim, not to mention their lovable pet, Clover the Corgi. Dylan grapples with a life-altering decision, torn between pursuing a career as a veterinarian or a chef. At the heart of it all lies Wok Warriors, Aunt Jade's Singaporean-Chinese takeout restaurant, where Dylan lends a helping hand when he's not buried in his studies. However, his world takes an unexpected turn when Theo, the son of a wealthy businessman, enters his life. Theo crashes his cousin's wedding uninvited, with Dylan reluctantly posing as his pretend boyfriend.

Watching Dylan navigate the world of "rich-people problems" alongside Theo was undeniably adorable. Dylan agrees to this charade because of his growing fondness for Theo. On the flip side, Theo's character raises some eyebrows. More often than not, Theo's well-intentioned actions and privileged background seem to bring more chaos than harmony into Dylan's life. Their relationship becomes overshadowed by the financial support Theo provides. Consequently, the focus shifts away from matters of love or genuine dating; it becomes more about friendship and Dylan's reliance on Theo, as it appears he has no other confidant in this endeavour—winning the mooncake-making contest to save Wok Warriors.

Honestly, I found it challenging to see their relationship as anything beyond friends with benefits. Dylan brings emotional depth to their connection through his rich cultural values, while Theo helps Dylan navigate the challenges of opulence, attention, and some rather indifferent individuals. This dynamic didn't resonate with me. Their relationship feels shaky right from the start, lacking the profound connection I was hoping for, aside from a few symbolic gestures like the bracelet, baseball cap, and 'remembrance,' which contribute to the plot but don't really add depth to their bond. However, apart from the aspect of love, other themes are skillfully woven into the narrative. I found myself captivated by the exploration of the legend of Chang'e, the sensitive handling of xenophobia, the tantalizing food, and the intricacies of mooncake-making. Whether you're seeking solace in a comforting read during your leisure time or looking to mend a wounded heart, this book is a perfect choice.

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Book Review: What If It's Us by Becky Albertalli and Adam Silvera | Dhiraj Sindhi

Book Review

What If It's Us

by

Becky Albertalli & Adam Silvera

Author: Becky Albertalli & Adam Silvera

ISBN: 978-1471176395

Genre: YA Romantic Comedy

Length: 448 Pages

Publisher: HarperTeen (October 9, 2018) (For India: Simon & Schuster)

My Rating: 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

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About the authors:

Becky Albertalli is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of William C. Morris Award winner and National Book Award longlist title Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda (now a major motion picture, Love, Simon); the acclaimed The Upside of Unrequited. Becky lives with her family in Atlanta.

Adam Silvera is the groundbreaking New York Times-bestselling author of They Both Die at the End, More Happy Than Not, and History Is All You Left Me. Born and raised in the Bronx, Adam spent a large portion of his teen years reading Harry Potter and writing fan fiction. Growing up, he also set a goal for himself: By the time he turned twenty-five, he would be a published author. Adam is as tall as ever and lives in Brooklyn, New York.

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REVIEW

What If It’s Us is the story of two teenagers who meet in New York. The story is narrated in two POVs of these two main characters, Arthur and Ben. Arthur’s chapters are narrated by Becky Albertalli and Ben’s chapters are narrated by Adam Silvera.

Arthur is only in New York for summer while Ben lives in New York. The story sets in the summer of 2018 at NYC. They both first meet at the post office. Arthur believes that the universe can deliver a show-stopping romance when you least expect it. Ben thinks if the universe had his back then he wouldn’t be on his way to post office carrying a break-up box. The location of the novel has its very good impact on the story, simply by the magic of New York City. The subway, the Central Park, the mall, the New York streets, buildings and apartments. And yes not to forget, the post office.

What If It’s Us is Young and Adult Romantic-Comedy Fiction. Being little specific, theme is Gay Romance (LGBT Romance). There are all sorts of details that refer to the struggles of gay teenagers these days. How difficult it is to find the one. Starting a relationship and maintaining it through ups and downs. The pressure of making their first-date perfect because there’s nothing like second-first-date. Well, it gets serious in the novel. There is a lot to laugh about in this book like on each page you would find a dialogue, a scene that is so realistically funny. So, it becomes a very light read. Also, the writing style of both the authors is so amazing, matching with the modern lifestyle of teenagers and youngsters. This book includes all references like FaceTime, Lyft, Instagram, Craigslist, and et cetera.

Talking about the plot, What If It’s Us follows two main characters as previously mentioned, Arthur and Ben. Arthur’s home is in Georgia and is only in New York for summer and Ben is New Yorker. They accidentally meet at post-office and also get separated just in time. Since, both the characters have strong feelings about each other, the universe has got plans for them. Arthur has two best friends in Georgia, Jessie and Ethan, to whom he just came out. Ben has just broke-up with Hudson, now his ex-boyfriend. Dylan is Ben’s best friend, who just broke-up with Harriet, who completes their four-friends circle. Arthur is an intern at his Mom’s office and Ben is in summer school and he doesn’t like this at all. Arthur and Ben surely meet again, they are obsessed with their do-overs. Everything else would seem like a spoiler but they actually become boyfriends. And there also comes a time when they feel other person in the relationship is not trying hard enough to be in the relationship. It’s funny and at the same time it’s heart-breaking.

Apart from this all, Harry Potter references are something to mention. Also, the book is filled with references to Broadway Plays/Musicals, Hamilton by Lin-Manuel Miranda and Dear Evan Hansen by Benj Pasek and Steven Levenson.

What if life really isn’t like a Broadway play?

But what if it is?
What if it's us?

What I loved about this book? I loved almost everything in the book. It kept me awake at nights to read that another chapter. The characters are outstanding, leaves that exceptional impression with you for ever. The descriptions and writing style is as commendable as their previous works. I loved it absolutely. The plot, scenes, do-overs, friends, not to forget their families are cute AF. And colleagues too. Epilogue is a bit unexpected but then I realized, it is more realistic than anything else. The most important thing authors have talked about is, HOMOPHOBIA. Because let’s face it, why not?

Concluding with a bottom line─ It made me happy. It felt joyful whenever I picked it up. Becky and Adam, I love you so very much.

Highly Recommended!

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Beyond the Silken Veil (Last Sneak Peek) | Dhiraj Sindhi

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LAST SNEAK PEEK

The couturier takes out a rosewood colored, cotton thread reel from one of the containers and a big-eyed embroidery needle from the other one. She takes out bobbin from its case and winds the thread around, circles a few times and places the reel into spool pin. She slides the bobbin down through its hole into the needle and it dangles as she presses it against the machine pulley. Clanking noise pulsates across space as she depresses the treadle with her feet while holding the needle against the shiny metal of balance wheel. The moon shines down on the wall across the window, where hangs the painting of an Oxbow. She gazes at the wall when she fits the bobbin to its place under the machine bed. Grasping the thread between her thumb and the index finger, she elegantly takes it from one hole to another then half-wraps around tension assembly and then positions it onto thread take-up lever and finally inserts it into needle eye, which takes her barely a few seconds. She fumbles for once or twice while gathering pieces of clothes strewn across the large machine bed. After retrieving two satin rosewood robes, she puts them under the presser foot and drops the presser bar. Once again, clanking and thumping sound resonates and the sound continues until the sewn clothe completely trails out of the foot. She cuts the strands with shear and clutches the robe, taking yokes in her hands. She raises her hands in the air, relishing the beauty of her do-it-yourself prom dress. She rises to her feet and turns off the lamp as she walks past it. After a while, the lamp resurrects from death and it feels a little cozy as all the casements are shut closed. The silhouette comes into light, delighted. Wearing a wide valorous smile with the matching rosewood gown. Her thick black eyebrows are perfectly arched with a brow pencil and her eyelashes are curled and long. Adam’s apple is sorely visible at the front of her neck. Her thin and long lips are colored the same as her dress with lip gloss. She tries to walk the imaginary ramp animatedly but as the romantic melody begins to thrive somewhere near the room, she starts moving in all directions, dancing. She switches to free-spins and goes round and round endlessly on her toes. She only stops when she feels exhausted and flops into the chair, also music eventually stops. She completely forgets her moments of despair from just a few hours ago and turns crimson. She hesitates a bit before opening the windows and stands still at the window for a while like a mannequin, absorbing the fresh air. The crescent is fading away as the dawn is nearing. She strolls toward the door to find her heels uninjured and immediately slides her feet into it. She starts walking as if rehearsing for her ramp walk at some luxury-brand fashion week. She’s graceful and flawless at her imaginary ramp. A sudden crack booms in the room. One of those thin and long stilettos broke. She collapses to the floor, headlong. Screaming. So does her black haired wig. Screaming. Saving the eternal beauty of itself on the couturier’s head. Footsteps are approaching, getting louder as the sun rises. The couturier is out of senses, but manages to sit up. Now, that brightness is enhanced, the tiny bits of facial hair are easily noticeable. The dress is badly crumpled and looks very messy as the couturier, right now. Couturier gets up to change into the clothes lying beside. The door opens with the voice asking what happened to couturier, but both figures halt by the doorway the moment they see the couturier. One of them is the pianist. Tears streak down the couturier’s cheeks, but stands firmly without twitching eyes any further and looks straight into the man’s eyes.

“Father!”

“You are not my son anymore!”

The pianist leaves without a word and the father shuts behind the door on the way back. Never to open it again.

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Beyond the Silken Veil (SNEAK PEEK 5) | Dhiraj Sindhi

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Bogdan Alin Ota

Love you, sir!

Listen to Harald's dream in background to enjoy the passage.

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SNEAK PEEK 5

The pianist stands up and walks straight to the casement forcing it open wide; the fluorescent light gets scattered by dust particles in the dark outside. The chilly wind whizzes through the window brushing away from the pianist fills the room with cold air and he inbreathes the same salty fragrance of sea-shore. He turns back to his Steinway and settles down on his keyboard bench reassuring his position. The pianist is having caramel-colored hair reaching to his shoulders, styled in long textured waves. His hair swings back and forth then with a sudden gust of wind, falls into his face but he doesn’t care. His body shakes as he taps his toe on the stone floor up to six times and with the sixth hit, digs in his fingers onto black and white stripes of the keys. The music begins to throb the familiar tune that of Harald’s Dream. The armed force descends mountain from between the logging scars forming Hebrew letters that read Noah when viewed the right way up and reads Shaddai ─ “The Almighty” from heaven’s perspective. Unlike before, they do well enough to reach the bank of Connecticut River where it forms the Oxbow. Thunder strikes on the crags covered with undomesticated wilds in the foreground of the painting. There builds a cone-shaped cyclone under the dark long sheet of nimbus, but this time leaves fail to escape and stay intertwined in the course of twister. The force gathers at the Oxbow with their dark grey Scutum shields and constructs a wall holding them against the violent clouds. Soldiers climb on one another to make the wall higher and the music becomes more curious. Two men in the middle sequester and a plate mail covered man comes out, who is taller than all. He pulls out his sword from the scabbard and points it towards the twister as if alerting the nature. Soon the music softens for the time being. It starts raining all over in The Oxbow and silence reigns over the troop soaking up the noise of thunderclaps. Again the music thickens a bit and an image of a couple dancing in a snowy crystal ball covers the sight automatically. The pianist enjoys the music giving his soul all in. Then comes the mysterious part of the music with rapid chords, which feels as if anxiety and happiness are hugging you at the same time, like when you discover that Hogwarts actually exists. Rain, storm, thunder and the legion settles down and fog envelops the painting. The signature chord repeats, the one which caused the tornado but this time fog clears away. The music slows down promptly and turns soothing. There’s nothing like wet ground nor any trace of soldiers being there. However, the damage caused by the storm is perceptible at the natural wilderness. The sunlight poured on the land of Mt. Holyoke, Northampton and the Connecticut River Valley. A leaf floating in the air twirling and swinging falls down onto a painter’s hat, who gets distracted from his easel. The river continues flowing carrying along the hollow armor suits and will discharge them all at Long Island Sound. Two souls rise splitting the waves apart at the Oxbow and relishing the romantic music they trip the light fantastic on the surface of their forever residence. The music ends as the wave hits the shore of the island and water splashes into your face which undoubtedly feels like you have just woken up.

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SNEAK PEEK 4

The couturier sniffs a couple of times, wipes her face with her delicate hands painted dark blue on the nails. She takes out her straightened dark black hair from under the shawl and holds it tight just above the crown of her head forming a ponytail. Then she twists the ponytail like a rope and clockwise pulls it around to form a bun and tucks the tail under it. She blindly rummages in the machine drawer for something and takes out a chopstick-like object which looks just like Hermione’s wand from Harry Potter movies. Raising her hand she shoves the wand harshly through hair bun towards her scalp, diagonally. The same length of the stick is visible at either side. Perfect. A lock of hair which unfastened while making a ponytail hangs on her shoulder so she tucks it behind her ear. She’s having morganite double-drop earrings on. She breathes in the salty air and then rearranges the shawl, pinning it on shoulders, for it doesn’t slide down. The hanging maroon fabric sways in the air just above the sweating floor, creating ripples in the shawl like the waves on the shore. She checks if everything is in place and stares out of the window towards the celestial moon, absorbing the white shine, her pupils expand. She keeps glaring at it as if warriors will be walking down from between the clouds anytime and she is ready for the battle. The battle of creating something that would change her life.

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SNEAK PEEK 3

The rays reflect and reach onto a strange animal shaped thing in less than two seconds traveling more than four hundred thousand kilometers. Across that thing resting on a flat rectangular furniture piece, lady flops in the chair, resting her elbows on the armrests, mulling things over. All of a sudden, she straightens as if something has clicked hard in her brain and reaches out to invisible chain drawing it down with little or maybe no effort at all and with an actual sound of a click, the flickering yellow lamp comes to life. As the man-made brightness stirs with the natural moonlight, the steel plates of the machine burst a shine of glistening yellow sapphire. She strokes the mirror-like finished Featherweight faceplate, feeling the decoration of the scrollwork. The lady leans forward, reaches out to her legs for removing her shoes with stiletto heels. She throws her shoes behind her back which bangs loudly on the door. Then resting her head on the machine bed she starts wailing, but it is difficult to determine whether it’s pain or is about grief.

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It brings the horrifying chills down the stomach when the pianist starts tickling the ivories, but soon the feeling settles down, spreading all across the veins. The soldiers entirely covered in a suit of armor forge down the path carrying shields and spears. Steadily the crowd moves in synchronization on the cultivated landscape of The Oxbow by Thomas Cole. After three similar pieces of notes, the chord tightens and builds some kind of tension as the dampers are moved away from the strings, which is indeed the work of Sustain Pedal. As a consequence, garrison loses the synchronization and goes haywire, knocking down each other which should not be the case. As the music continues, there expands a whirlwind over the uninhabited wild area of the precipice taking along the wastes of the jungle. The outer layer of the twister is the dust spiraling around the eyewall of the tornado and between them hide the leaves and limbs of the forest trees. The pianist tries hard to hold that music structure but the leaves, unfortunately, escape the outermost wall of dust and continue oscillating in the air. Wrinkles start appearing on his forehead and then distressed, he begins plunking away on the keyboard, so the music sounds boring now. In between the slow and sad chords he halts in midway with a loud bang. The pianist isn’t happy about it and remains bowed down, breathing heavily.

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SNEAK PEEK 2

A door to the dark place opens with a loud creaking noise and the flooring seeps in the artificial bright shine. Before the light illuminates every corner of the shady room, the person shuts behind the entrance that emits the same creaking sound. A sudden thudding voice drills through the eardrums as if heels strike heavily on the stone floor and the sound reverberates in the almost empty room. The thumping continues for a while and with a dull blow, figure halts by the side of a chair.

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There’re sheets of music notes clipped over piano’s music rack which is tilted that the pianist can look over it without having to shift his sight. The head of one paper reads ‘Harald’s Dream─ Originally composed and performed by Bogdan Alin Ota’ with a subtitle that suggests the album name─ Day of Wrath. He closes his eyes, trying to remember his ideal who indeed is Bogdan Ota and how he used to perform this magnificent piece. The pianist is practicing this one since he’d listened to it, not that he successfully made it to his desired audience by his work, or for that matter not anyone else’s composition, in fact, he failed. He is most determined now, that he vowed to successfully learn the art of playing this instrument.

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She has wrapped herself in Cashmere Shawl, which is mostly made out of maroon Cashmere wool however, there are all sorts of colors in between. Also, Snowflakes’ pattern is knitted on it but each one of them is identical. The hanging fringes at the edges are dancing in the current of air passing through the narrow passageways created by tiny little strands, which are tightened at one end. She removes the shawl from her chest, taking off one end of it in her hand. She grasps the other end and like unfurling her concealed woolen wing, she sweeps the shawl to her height with a great force, whizzes loudly as it cuts through the speeding wind. The shawl blocks the sight of what lays beyond and quickly takes its steady form as she sits down on the chair.

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The pianist rests his heels on the ground in the line of three pedals, the right foot is close to the rightmost pedal which is also called as Damper Pedal and left one is few inches apart from the Soft Pedal. He looks up at the empty ceiling, one more time reminiscing the picture of his Romanian ideal just before the hammers start hitting the piano strings as the pianist forces down his fingers and thumbs onto the black and white spread of the keys. He lifts up the toe of his right foot and depresses the Sustain Pedal, which sustains the notes for a time rhythmically connecting note to note, making more sense to the chords and eventually to the piece of music. Not long after, he elevates his toe from the Damper Pedal, but he performs the same when needed or is mentioned in the sheet music.

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