Before scientists found the cure, people thought love was a good thing.
They didn’t understand that once love — the deliria — blooms in your blood, there is no escaping its hold. Things are different now. Scientists are able to eradicate love, and the government demands that all citizens receive the cure upon turning eighteen. Lena Holoway has always looked forward to the day when she’ll be cured. A life without love is a life without pain: safe, measured, predictable, and happy.
But with ninety-five days left until her treatment, Lena does the unthinkable: She falls in love.
Let me define it to you.
“Delirium, or acute confusional state, is a syndrome that presents as severe confusion and disorientation, developing with relatively rapidly onset and fluctuating in intensity. In short, Delirium is a medical term used to describe the patient’s conditions having lost parts or all their ability to focus attention. People who suffer from it may also have problems to concentrate, or to remember things or other people. Delirium is a medical symptom, not a disease.” — WIKIPEDIA
But the new society in Portland refuses to believe so. They think that if deliria touches you, then you’re doomed. They say that in the old days, love drove people to madness. It is bad, terrifying, deadly. The deadliest of the most deadly things. LOVE kills you both when you have and when you don’t.
In order to prevent acquiring this disease, everybody has to undergo certain brain procedure when they reach eighteen years of age. It is a must. It is a requirement. So that you will be able to live in peace, away from suffering and pain. And Lena Haloway is 95 days away from the treatment. She was scared and nervous but cannot barely wait for it to happen. She and her bestfriend Hana Tate, were preparing for it physically and mentally. They had evaluations, they run, they enjoy life while still uncured because they know that everything’s gonna change after the procedure. They could not go back to the way they were before. They even have pictured themselves with the possible matches that they will get. Yes matches,as spouses or partners in life. These had been selected by the governing bodies according to the results of their evaluations, and they don’t have any say about it.
Lena thought she is getting ready, as the days passed by. She thought wrong. Because during her evaluation day, everything changed. She was supposed to be saying something else, but a different idea came to her mind along with the thoughts about her mother, who twelve years ago committed suicide because she doesn’t want the cure. Her mother is a rebel in her own kind of way. Right then and there, she proved to be different but totally confused. Add the fact that during that evaluation, she met first time the boy who will infect her with amor nervosa deliria. The boy with that golden brown hair and bright amber eyes, Alex. Only, she doesn’t have the slightest idea that that was the day she was doomed. Falling in love with Alex mean falling in love with an Invalid means doomed for life.
She started skipping the curfew, lying her whereabouts to her aunt, escaping to meet up with Alex Sheathes, the boy who she thought was safe to be with because he was cured, he has the sign of the treatment, the three dots- scar on his left ear. She went on a fieldtrip to the Wilds, to the Crypts, laid under the stars over the house at 37 Brooks, did forbidden rules, hear forbidden music and poems, until it was seven days before her scheduled procedure. Actually, in Lena’s part, she was just enjoying the last days of being uncured, of being free, of being in love. Until then, Alex and Lena both do know they don’t have any chance of staying together.
Yes, their love story is bound to end because in that kind of society, love is forbidden. But because of unexpected turn of events, Lena decided to ran away with Alex to the wilds. They got caught, Lena was taken back as a prisoner to her own home and Alex, God knows where he went. That’s where their story ended, or begin in a different kind of sense…
Wow! Another dystopian down in my list. Ive been noticing that i am liking this genre more and more. Of all the new kind of worlds that they are trying to navigate, this one i would definitely be scared of just even thinking if ever i am in it. The most powerful feeling in this world is stripped off from human race. Isn’t that a little terrifying? Because i am a love junkie. I love to love. Always romantic but never sappy. haha So living in a world without love, its kind of scary. And sad!
I am a sucker for romantic love affairs, be it doomed or glorified. So for Lena and Alex, i would give it a go. Though, for me, their loveteam was not as strong as Katnis and Peeta of the Hunger Games or Tris and Four of the Divergent or my ever favorite, Allie and Zeke of The Immortal Rules, still, i would like to explore the kind of love story that they will create. I would love to see them fight for their rights to love and be loved in return. I would love to see them try… and succeed.
LAUREN OLIVER is one good writer. She gave love a new name in the game. Her style of writing is so simple yet artistic in so many ways. Imagine, even Romeo and Juliet was thought of as a cautionary tale rather than the most epic love story of all times. And one more thing, I would love to read fully the whole Book of Sssh, to know if am infected or not. I am not in love right now, but i feel i have the symptoms. (haha!) but i have to meet my Alex first to prove that.
Truly, LAUREN OLIVER made love looked like a disease in the novel. Others almost believed it for sure, but not me. I am a love junkie! 🙂