I'm going to ponder before I review. I think this might be a 5 star

I'll update soon ( )

“Humor without sadness is just pie in the face”

My favorite part of this book was the humor. Full on, snort and laugh out loud moments - intermixed with sad and quiet moments. This is a story about Lucy and Ed, Daisy and Dylan, Leo and Jazz. The three boys are friends and the three girls are friends. It's the last night of Year Twelve and many of them have plans (and some have none) so it's the first night of freedom after their tough exams. And the girls are ready to be free. The boys are excited to meet them but they also have other plans tonight.

It's a wonderful story about encounters and chance meets and about how art can speak to a soul better than words ever could. I love that we got Leo's poems between Lucy and Ed chapters. I love that we got the same moments just slightly overlapped from Ed and Lucy. I loved how sweet this one was but also raw and real. Life isn't all rainbows and butterflies - sometimes it's blue skies on cement with yellow birds sleeping and blackbirds soaring. ( )

Almost like an out of body experience.
Wow.

AWESOME. ( )

Loved this artsy, romantic read. ( )

Rating: 4.75/5
It’s been hours since I finished this one and I’m still having this odd, dreamy look in my eyes, that stupid banana smile and this urge to do some graffiti. In my own room. All because of Ed.

Lucy, Jazz and Daisy, three friends just finished their year 12 and instead of throwing a party or get trashed at the club, they spent their last night with three boys: Ed, Leo and Daisy’s boyfriend Dylan, looking for the authors of the most heartfelt, genius-like and expressive graffiti of whole town. But sometimes, the things you most want and desperately look for can be right in front your eyes.

While reading the blurb, the premise looked good however the execution was much, much better.
The book reminded me what it felt like on my last day of high school: the farewells, the excitement, the freedom and then the incertitude about our futures, the questions about which path to take, where we will be ten years from now. We were eighteen and clueless about what was waiting for us outside the cocoon of high school and home but we dismissed it all; the truth is we were terrified and I wish we had someone to tell us that life isn’t all what it’s cracked up to be. I wish we had someone like Shadow, painting how we felt, someone like Poet to write the words we wanted to hear/read. Unfortunately, graffiti isn’t very appreciated in town.

So, throughout the whole book, I wished very hard to be in Lucy’s shoes, looking at those graffiti that might hold my answers and my feelings, looking for Shadow, the artist who paints them with the right colors. With the help of Ed. Ed who makes her tingle and zing in all the right places just by looking at her from across the room. Ed, who messed up their first date by grabbing her arse. Ed, who got kicked out for school for cheating in an exam. Ed who thinks that art is cool and likes Vermeer and Rothko. Ed who is not single.

Ed who claims that Shadow is not the person she glorifies and thinks he is.

Graffiti Moon was a breath of fresh air, tackling the issue of coming-of-age in sometimes, a very serious but still engaging way. Juggling between Lucy and Ed’s point of view, you never grow tired or bored with their voices. They’re funny, smart, talented, creative, and lost. They didn’t know where the night was heading and they didn’t expect that what they were looking for was just within arm’s reach.

The author’s writing is truly amazing. Her descriptions are so accurate and vivid; I could easily picture the walls and the colors just by closing my eyes. It was very pleasant. So needless to say, I really enjoyed reading this one for everything it offered and then some: its characters, the paintings, the poems and the smile it is plastering on my face each time I’m thinking about it.
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