Release Blitz / Review / Giveaway: Progress by Amalie Silver

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Reviewer's Rating: 5
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An Unforgettably Beautiful And Emotional Story

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Book Title: Progress
Author: Amalie Silver
Genre:New Adult/Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 15, 2016
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Jesse

I admit, I didn’t think much of Charlie at first. She was rounder than the girls who usually caught my eye. Not my type. But when I saw her sitting in that booth alone, for the first time something in my mind or my instincts or my heart told me to join her.

She defied me.
She challenged me.
She gave me hope.
Before I knew it, moving forward was my only option.

Charlie

I couldn’t tell you when it happened, but it had to have been a gradual change; I never moved too quickly.

If someone would have told me earlier that year what I was going to go through, I wouldn’t have believed them.

Jesse was so different from anyone I’d met before. And everyone I’ve met since. He sucked all the life out of me, in the best—and worst—ways.

We don’t get strong overnight. For most of us it takes time. Strength isn’t measured by how high and fast our walls go up, but how easily we can watch them fall.

Warning: This book contains material that might be a trigger for some readers. Abuse and rape are implied, but not described in detail. Discretion is advised.

 

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Reviewed by Deb

An Unforgettably Beautiful And Emotional Story

 

Amalie Silver’s Progress is both beautiful and hauntingly tragic. This unforgettable story held me in its grasp from beginning to end, and it absolutely slayed me. Ms. Silver is not only a phenomenal storyteller, she has a stellar understanding of the complexities of human behavior. She has opened a box of puzzle pieces and challenged us to assemble a picture. The brilliance of this is that every reader will invariably create their own image of what this book means to them. And, that image will not be wrong. Because this story is an exploration into the personality traits we inherit, and those we form on our own. It is a story of how outside influences not only shape how we see ourselves, but also have the power to break us if we allow them to. Progress is a unique kind of love story between two complicated and damaged souls who have the choice to either succumb to the perceptions they have of themselves or break free. I promise you will be thinking about this book for weeks!

Ever since she can remember, Charlene “Charlie” Johnson has been fat. Not plus size, not big boned, not chubby. No, Charlie is admittedly obese. She’s certainly been reminded of it every single day of her 22 years. The taunts, the cruel names, the horrible tricks that were a routine part of her life since grade school ultimately led her to believe she is ugly, damaged, incompetent, and unloveable.

I didn’t care how strong I was supposed to be, no one could’ve endured that daily torture. As a result, I remained quiet, and became a sponge for everyone else’s woes. I stayed home as much as I could. The agony of knowing that every whisper I saw when I walked into a room, every snicker I heard from a distance, and every sinister word that flew from someone’s mouth were all for me, left me believing that I was hideous.

Charlie may consider herself a sponge for everyone else’s woes; the non-threatening fat girl who’s easy to talk to and always ready to offer advice. But therein lies her beauty. Or her curse, as the case may be, because she finds it hard to give up on people. Charlie’s ability to empathize with others is extraordinary. She’s like a beacon, calling troubled souls to her lighthouse of wisdom and safety. It is a safe place for her as well. She can hide behind it and still feel needed, desired, valued. She is happy enough with her life, accepting this is who she is and always will be. Until Jesse Anders sees the beacon that is Charlie and walks into her world.

There was nothing in my past to which I could compare the feeling. He stole the air from my lungs, the thoughts from my mind, and made me want to squeal like a little girl at her first pop concert. It was completely disconcerting.
There was only one other way to explain it: Smitten. I was in Deep. Fucking. Smit.

The gravitational pull Jesse and Charlie have toward each other defies logic. Her co-workers at the restaurant warn her Jesse is bad news. He is intense, unpredictable, volatile. Even frightening. But for the first time in her life a man sees beyond her weight problem to the beautiful woman she is on the inside. Charlie can’t stay away, nor does she want to. Jesse is quickly becoming her best friend, and yet he is still an enigma she can’t quite figure out.

We were completely opposite, but drawn together despite ourselves. His sad, gray eyes were too powerful to ignore. They reminded me so much of my own. I knew then that whatever triggered his anger was the same thing that triggered my complacency…a past too painful to remember.

Charlie is an amazing person. She is a survivor. She’s made the best of her life such as it is. When Jesse walks in upending everything she’s held onto for years, she grabs the experience with both hands, and finally tosses away her complacency. The rare glimpses of himself Jesse reveals to her, the person she knows he has the potential to be, break her heart. Discovering the truth about his past, and his severe bi-polar disorder opens up a world of understanding for Charlie. It doesn’t excuse his hurtful words and neglect. Despite their volatile friendship, Charlie makes positive changes in her life due to Jesse’s influence. She makes progress.  Unfortunately that involves making a decision that might destroy her heart.

Jesse’s past is indeed tragic and crushingly painful. His present is not much better. His erratic behavior runs the gamut from playful and joking to mean and cruel. He’s attentive one day, then gone without a word for a week. Jesse’s mind may be held hostage by his illness but he’s beyond intelligent. He’s cognizant of his oncoming bi-polar episodes, the ugly stages they drag him through, and does his best to keep that ugliness away from Charlie.

People used to talk about it. They used to say when you meet her, you’ll know. And I’d laugh and laugh and laugh. But nothing about my life had been the same since I’d met her. She challenged everything I knew about my faith in mankind. And my reasoning for losing faith had been logical and justified; I hadn’t just made that shit up. People sucked. But not her. She couldn’t hurt me if she tried.

Jesse wants so badly to be a decent guy for Charlie but his illness virtually takes over his life. At least that’s his excuse, and he’s sticking to it. Making the effort to stay on his meds and avoid triggers that hurl him into the manic depressive spiral is a lot of work. What if he puts in his all and still fails? And this is where Jesse is stuck. He hasn’t allowed himself to truly believe and embrace his feelings for Charlie yet.

Progress is gorgeously written from both Charlie and Jesse’s point of view. Ms. Silver puts us inside their heads and has us seeing through their eyes. Because of this, I loved both characters. This is a heart wrenching, emotionally draining novel. And I loved absolutely every minute of it. Although it ends in a cliffhanger of sorts, I would be perfectly happy with the ending as it is. That’s not to say I’m not biting my nails waiting to find out what happens next in book 2, ProgressInterrupted.

 

♥♥♥♥♥

O Factor: Spicy

 

excerpt

“Is this why you are what you are?” she asked innocently, but I heard the threat behind it.

“What am I?” My irritation rising, I spoke loudly. “Am I a monster? Is that what you see?”

Please don’t do this.

There were a lot of things, despite my desire for her to know, she had no business asking. Dragging Charlie through my past wasn’t something I had any intentions of allowing.

“You’re my friend. And these are things I should know about you,” she said.

I licked my lips, feeling the adrenaline spike through my veins. My knee bounced, my head shook on its own accord, and my throat was dry. “Then maybe we shouldn’t be friends. If this is the shit you think you need to know, then I’ve got nothing to offer you. So just go back to your little world where you eat your ice cream at ?xml:namespace prefix = “st1” /midnight and stroke your clit over the thought of a man who will never actually have a shot at getting you off.” My voice was shaky. But I hoped to God she didn’t notice.

Her shoulders dropped and her mouth flew open. “You’re such an asshole.”

“Get used to it, sweetheart. The world is full of them.”

“Maybe, but you’re one of the worst I’ve ever met.”

“That’s a lie. I say what everyone is thinking but are too afraid of the consequences of saying it out loud,” I said.

“You know what I think? I think you thrive on being miserable. Maybe if you stopped ignoring all the shit from your past by drinking and smoking your life away, you might actually have a shot at being a relatively normal human being!” she cried.

I laughed, throwing my head back. When I returned my stare to hers, I added, “And maybe if you started forgetting a little about your past, you’d start living some semblance of a life. Get over it, Charlie. The world doesn’t owe you anything, and you aren’t entitled to shit.”

“That’s where you’re wrong.” She rose from the seat and gathered her notebook, glasses, and purse. “I’m entitled to walking out of this restaurant and never speaking to you again. You can be a miserable piece of shit when you want to be.”

“Oh, you’re going to play mad? You’re going to pretend that I’m a douchebag for telling you the truth? Go ahead.” I waved my hand, taking a sip of my beer. “Until tomorrow when you realize that just because I pissed you off doesn’t mean I wasn’t right.” I lifted an eyebrow.

She threw the strap of her purse over her shoulder and laughed nervously. “I’ll tell you one other thing I’m entitled to: being happy. And if you have nothing to offer in that department, just watch how long I can play mad, motherfucker.” -Jesse, Progress

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Amalie Silver resides in Minnesota with her husband, two toddlers, and German Short-haired Pointer, Saba. She consumes approximately three pots of coffee a day, and credits this for her survival over the past decade.

When not completely consumed in her writing, she can be found taking road trips to northern Minnesota, engaging in fierce Scrabble games, or reading a good book. She’s a sucker for all romance genres, literary fiction, and psychological fiction.

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