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Turtles All the Way Down

John Green, 2017

Young adult Contemporary fictionPsychologyRomance

An observant voice dissect's the anxiety of modern youth, navigating the disconnect between internal obsession and external performance. A close, uneasy first-person voice moves at a steady pace, mixing philosophical curiosity with the plain, repetitive pressure of anxious thought.

Feels like unease, curiosity and melancholy. About identity, society and solitude.

Who it’s for

You may like it if you enjoy contemporary YA that takes interior life seriously and lets friendship and romance sit beside philosophical questions. The anxiety and intrusive-thought passages are intense and repetitive, so they can be difficult if you want a light read.

Why read it

It offers a precise look at how a mind can loop and still seek connection, giving you a thoughtful, contemporary story about identity and care.

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The unbearable trap of knowing you cannot stop the cycle.

Ever since I was little, I’ve pressed my right thumbnail into the finger pad of my middle finger, and so now there’s this weird callus over my fingerprint. After so many years of doing this, I can open up a crack in the skin really easily, so I cover it up with a Band-Aid to try to prevent infection. But sometimes I get worried that there already is an infection, and so I need to drain it, and the only way to do that is to reopen the wound and press out any blood that will come. Once I start thinking about splitting the skin apart, I literally cannot not do it. I apologize for the double negative, but it’s a real double negative of a situation, a bind from which negating the negation is truly the only escape.
Excerpt from Turtles All the Way Down, John Green, Penguin Books 2017. Quoted for discovery. Source Rights & removals

John Green.John Green often draws inspiration from complex scientific concepts, using them to explain intricate emotional states and human connections.

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Is Turtles All the Way Down for me?
You may like it if you enjoy contemporary YA that takes interior life seriously and lets friendship and romance sit beside philosophical questions. The anxiety and intrusive-thought passages are intense and repetitive, so they can be difficult if you want a light read.
What is Turtles All the Way Down like?
A close, uneasy first-person voice moves at a steady pace, mixing philosophical curiosity with the plain, repetitive pressure of anxious thought. Feels like unease, curiosity and melancholy. About identity, society and solitude.
What should I read after Turtles All the Way Down?
If you liked Turtles All the Way Down, try The Catcher in the Rye (J. D. Salinger), The Maid (Nita Prose) and The It Girl (Ruth Ware).

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