Title: Something Like a Love Song
Author Name: Becca Burton
Publication Date: November 19, 2015
One tragic night left Landon and Dylan’s dreams of happily ever after in apparent ruin. Forced to overcome physical and emotional trauma, the young lovers turn to a network of family and friends as they attempt to rebuild their lives. Can their one constant—their love—survive the changes both undergo on the road to recovery?
So you start of in a hospital in this book after something which was horrible happens to Landon, Dylan’s fiancé.
I thought this book was sad after what happened but also beautiful in the way it showed how if you truly love someone and they are hurt how much you are willing to do to help them get better.
I felt all the emotions of Dylan waiting to see if Landon would make it and the guilt even though what happened was not his fault. I also felt his love for Landon so I want to say how awesome it was that the author could pull you into this story and have you feel what these characters were going through.
You get so much sweet which with these two characters and it fits them so well, you could really feel the love between these two. But you also get the sad when you read what happens to Landon and Dylan, also their struggle after. You meet a lot of different characters with this book also between Landon’s family and Dylan’s family.
All I really loved this book!
I would recommend this book!
Landon’s bed is in the center of the room, and Dylan’s heart begins to pound in his chest as he takes a step forward, hesitates. Landon looks so small, tucked into the middle of the bed, and everything about the scene is unnatural and wrong. His head is wrapped with thick bandages, for which Dylan is grateful—he isn’t sure he could handle that. Just the thought of what’s happening to Landon, to his fiancé, is enough to make his throat constrict, his chest tighten.
A ventilator tube parts Landon’s lips, and his chest rises and falls in equal, rhythmic whirrs.
IVs line his arms; the wires snake from under his hospital gown. His freckles stand out starkly against the unnatural pale hue of his skin, except where the deep purple of a bruise creeps from under the bandages and swells down to his left cheekbone. It seems impossible that only hours ago they were laughing in the park, holding hands and eating ice cream from the small corner stand; it’s like some distant memory, a fading dream. But the ache deep in Dylan’s chest, the way his stomach is knotting itself, the too-clean smell of the hospital burning his nose, Landon’s face, battered and bruised—Dylan can’t look away—all this is too real to be a dream, no matter how badly Dylan wants to just wake up, wants all this to go away and everything to be okay.
“You can touch him, if you want,” Brittany says, her voice soft. “We need to make sure to reduce extra stimulation, to allow his brain time to recover, but it’s okay to hold his hand.”
Dylan looks up at her. Her smile is kind and understanding. Then he turns back to Landon and takes a small step forward. Landon’s hand is right there, resting above the covers, and Dylan doesn’t know why he’s so nervous; he’s held Landon’s hand more times than he could begin to count. But, surrounded by machines and tubes, Landon has never looked so utterly fragile, as if he could shatter at the lightest touch.
“It’s okay,” Brittany says from behind him, and Dylan squeezes his eyes shut, tears pricking behind his eyelids. “You won’t hurt him.”
Landon’s skin is cold; his hand is unnaturally still. Even in sleep Landon’s hand would always find Dylan’s, their fingers would curl together like a reflex.
“I’m so sorry,” Dylan whispers, holding on a little tighter. “I’m so…”
His voice catches, the words bottling up in his throat, unable to escape. Landon’s chest rises, falls, in, out.
“You’re so hurt, and it’s my fault,” Dylan manages, his voice barely audible above the machines keeping Landon alive. “It’s all my fault and I’m…” He exhales slowly. “I’m so sorry.”
He swipes his thumb across Landon’s knuckles, over the dips and grooves, and vaguely notes that Brittany has left them alone. He sinks down into the small chair beside the bed, not letting go of Landon’s hand.
“You need to fight, okay? I need you here, with me, and I can’t…” There’s nothing left inside him except an empty, hollow feeling and the knowledge that Landon can’t hear him. Landon’s engagement ring is in a dish on a table beside the bed, along with his watch, and Dylan fishes them out and tucks them into his pocket.
1) Can you describe in detail what your writing environment is like?
I am a very distractible person, so in order to get any actual work done I need to force myself out of my apartment where I’ll most likely end up cleaning or knitting or playing with my cat. I like to go to a few different local coffee shops for my writing, order a large coffee, put in my headphones with my writing playlist, and get to work. Working outside of my apartments is much more successful, because I can make a goal of so many words or scenes to get done and not let my apartment distract me. Also good coffee and an ambient atmosphere always helps too.
2) Is there one of your characters that you relate to (from any of your works)? Why?
Even though I’m not as spunky as she is, I’d say I relate most to Janessa, Landon’s caregiver. Like her, I have always been interested in the arts, for her it was painting and jewelry making and for me it was writing and literature, but we both decided to take career paths in the health profession in order to make a difference by helping people.
3) If you couldn’t be an author, what would you do instead?
Well, I actually work full time as a nurse in a neonatal ICU, so I’d have to say that! I absolutely love my job and being a nurse, but someday I would really like to be able to balance it a bit more with my writing and maybe do both of them equally.
4) Is there anything that you learned during the writing process that you wish you had known before hand?
I wish I had known not to get so worried about every little error and making every scene perfect from the get-go. There’s a reason why books go through multiple drafts before publication, because if writers were only worried about making every sentence perfect the first time around, the story would never be finished! That’s definitely something I’ll take with me into my next book, and hopefully it will help me become a faster and better writer.
5) Is there anything that you wish you could change about your book now that it is out?
There might be a few little things I wish I could change, but just like an artist, I don’t think writers are ever completely satisfied with their finished product. Sometimes it’s important to just know that you did the best you can, and to let it go. Overall though, I’m pretty happy with my book, and I hope others like it as well!
6) How do you come up with new ideas for your story?
I don’t have a particular method for coming up with ideas. I usually find inspiration at the most random times. Sometimes I’ll find it in a person I meet, or something I read, or a song I listen too. Or other times I’ll just be taking a walk, letting my mind wander, and I’ll stumble across an idea that won’t let me go until I write it. When I was in nursing school I came up with some ideas related to what I was studying, and now that I’m no longer in school I try and find it from other things.
7) What’s next for you as a writer?
Next I would like to work on a young adult book. I have a few ideas about two girls who fall in love in high school. There is a fantasy element to it as well that I’m very excited about, but I don’t want to give away too much just yet! It’s still in the beginning stages, but I’m really looking forward to writing it and sharing it with everyone!
8) Where do you live? Do you think this influences how or what you write?
I currently live in Oregon, but I just moved here within the last year. I absolutely love it here, and I can already see it’s going to influence my future writing, but I’ve lived most of my life in the Midwest, and I think that definitely does have an influence on my current writing. There’s something about living through months at a time of snow and frigid cold that leaves an impression that isn’t easily forgotten!
9) What is your favorite genre outside of the one you write in? Why?
I have a huge weakness for young adult books, and I think there is so much that can be learned and gained from the genre. It’s a genre with no age limit, and I really believe that both teens and adults can read and learn from it. YA books are usually about firsts, and there’s something magical to reading and reminiscing and experiencing these stories that are written about such an important time of these characters lives. There’s something so relatable and real about YA stories, even fantasy YA, and I really hope to try my hand at the genre soon!
10) Do you have any vices? Shoes, coffee, shopping…etc?
Definitely coffee. I love coffee probably too much, and I’ve tried to give it up several times but it never seems to work. It always finds it’s way back to me. I have a weakness for online shopping, especially late at night. You can often find me scrolling through Etsy expanding my favorites list and hoping that soon I’ll be able to buy all the pretty handmade things. Books are another huge problem. I live within walking distance of a very large bookstore, and I can’t seem to make it through a week without adding even more books to my collection.
Becca Burton penned her first Nancy Drew fan fiction at the age of nine and has been an avid writer ever since. Currently working as a Neonatal Intensive Care nurse, Becca is a recent Oregon transplant from the Midwest. Becca has a weakness for coffee, the smell of old books, rainy days and her cat, Luna. Something Like a Love Song is her first novel.