Still reeling from the death of her father, Alexandria hopes to find both independence and reprieve from her grief by heading off to college. However, life throws her a serious curveball when she discovers that her roommate isn’t quite the person she had imagined.
Smoking, tattoos, and street racing for fast cash are Elijah’s only interests. A harsh life has made him apathetic and indifferent, until Alexandria enters his life. When their paths cross, turmoil abounds.
An inevitable encounter, an undeniable attraction, and an unexpected chance at love—will it be enough?
When I started reading My Clarity, I liked the prologue. It was a touching scene with the death of her father and him telling her to look for the right guy. I liked how Alexandria’s father left her with words of wisdom and felt how much she loved him as he passed away.
Unfortunately, as the story progressed, I found my steam for the book disappearing. The characters became confusing. Alexandria, in particular wanted to become a tougher person but she seemed to shift from mood to mood without any indication. Alternating between Alexandria’s and Elijah’s first person point of view, I felt that Clark wasn’t able to get voices right. Elijah’s voice and Alexandria’s voice sounded almost identical. Also, I’m a person who usually likes style over substance. So even if the plot of this novel was typical, I believed that the prose could have made it special. Unfortunately, I found it very elementary, with the sentences being too simple.
There were some redeeming factors for me, like how Alexandria loved her father very much and the letter Elijah wrote to Alexandria was also nice touch. The friendship between Emma and Alexandria, and then with Lexy, Dean and Elijah were also notable. If anything, living away from home, it is important to have a great support group, and I’m glad Alexandria certainly had that. Between Elijah and Alexandria, it was Elijah who stood out to me more. I felt he had more depth and character wise, he was more consistent than Alexandria.
My Clarity is one of those books that, I am sad to say, did not totally connect with me. A typical in plot is not bad, but it was too simple in prose for my taste. Read it, if you like the themes of family, friendship and budding love and not really looking for outstanding prose.