I noticed too that people from the US are more sensitive about the “age” topic, and I also see that it’s originating from the fact that you are considered an adult when you’re 21 there.
Here in Hungary 18 is the year when you become an adult and you are no longer considered a minor if you turn 14 (basically when you’re starting high school).
Me and my bf have a 9 year age difference and we’re together for almost 10 years now. I was always attracted to older men, and even now that I’m 29, I can’t picture myself with someone even my age. For me, men around thrity are still seem quite irresponsible and some of them are still acting like kids, so I’m totally comfortable in this relationship.
Thank you for that! It was precisely what I was thinking about. In Europe it’s probably more normalized than in USA and for that, we tend not to judge these types of relationships.
WhileCall me by your name is about young love and heartbreak, Find Me is about hope and patience.
And if you think that the book only got sequel bcs it got lit, trust me, read the last part of cmbyn, especially the last pages, and try reconsidering it - because the hints of possible sequel were there.
As I’m reading Find me, the book has one tiny, itsy-bitsy flaw.
Sami and Miranda’s story. I mean, it’s not bad, it’s sweet… But I don’t really care about Elio’s father. I care about Elio. I bought the book because of Elio, not to read about his father.
Once Elio’s here, being as lovely as ever, I can finally connect to the book on the same level I connected to Call me by your name. Until that… I don’t know, the story lacks something.
WhileCall me by your name is about young love and heartbreak, Find Me is about hope and patience.
And if you think that the book only got sequel bcs it got lit, trust me, read the last part of cmbyn, especially the last pages, and try reconsidering it - because the hints of possible sequel were there.
I’m sorry, but I’ll be gone most likely for this week, but… Call Me By Your Name dragged me down and doesn’t let go.
Given my brain parkoured through Harry Potter, Spider-Man and Witcher fandom in the last four days, I suspect I should be able to write about anything else than two men falling in love in less than a week.
I’m really sorry, but there’s something about Timothée and Armie’s chemistry in the movie… But the book, oh God. It’s just too good.
