Night Shifts Black By Alyson Santos

Goodreads Summary:

His name is Luke. But nobody knows that. He was an iconic musician before he gave up music. But nobody knows that either. They also don’t know he’s twenty-seven, that he used to have an infectious laugh, and that he’s way too young to be widowed. They certainly don’t know the rest of his tragic story. All they know is that he comes into their café at the same time every morning and stares at the same chair at the same table. They know he’s strange. They know he interrupts their breakfast with a cold blast of air as he hovers in the doorway, mustering the courage to confront a piece of furniture.

No one asks why. No one cares. He’s fine with that. He’s done with life. This isn’t even his story anymore. It’s actually Callie’s, the young writer who sat in his chair one day.

My Thoughts:

I wanted to like this book more than I actually did. That being said, I still did, in fact, like this book. Something about the storytelling or the situations felt off or more than unbelievable even for rock star fiction. 

Callie's (the tortured writer girl) character didn't feel genuine to me for some reason. Luke (the hottie rock star with issues) felt forced or cliched. Casey (Luke's best friend) was really the only character that I decided that I could get behind from the first time we met him.

But still, I read the whole book and immediately picked up the second book in the series. I will say that it was a good enough story that I wanted to know more. Luke's story is definitely sad. Callie's story is definitely sad. Casey's story is definitely sad. I like that this book didn't try to sugar coat the sad. I like that the characters came together and learned to help each other heal from the shit they had going on in their own heads. It is a reminder that friends, new and old, are important. It is important to pay attention to those around you, you never know when someone will need a hand in getting through something.

I would recommend this book to rock star fiction lovers. This isn't the classic rock star story, which isn't a bad thing.

While writing this review I was listening to myself sniffle as my allergies are winning hard today.