By Jennifer Banash
Seventeen-year-old Cat is living every teenager’s dream: she has her own apartment on the Lower East Side and at night she’s club kid royalty, guarding the velvet rope at some of the hottest clubs in the city. The night with its crazy, frenetic, high-inducing energy—the pulsing beat of the music, the radiant, joyful people and those seductive white lines that can ease all pain—is when Cat truly lives. But her daytime, when real life occurs, is more nightmare than dream. Having spent years suffering her mother’s emotional and physical abuse, and abandoned by her father, Cat is terrified and alone—unable to connect to anyone or anything. But when someone comes along who makes her want to truly live, she’ll need to summon the courage to confront her demons and take control of a life already spinning dangerously out of control.
Both poignant and raw, White Lines is a gripping tale and the reader won’t want to look away.
The characters are real, honest, and raw. Banash pours everything she has into telling the story of Cat, who comes alive by nightfall, and is the lonliest girl by day. Her story is painful, beyond the telling as she grapples with personal demons that threaten her happiness. Suffering physical and emotional abuse at the hands of her mother, abandonment by her father, she tries to cope the best way she knows how. It isn't until she meets Julian, that she feels truly alive from the inside out.
White Lines is a dirty and gritty story filled with heartaching pain. It's beautiful, the emotions that Banash is able to evoke with her beautiful poetic words, atmosphere, and the vulernable way she leaves her characters open and exposed. The story and the characters within, start to take on a life of their own and it's gorgeous to come along for the ride. Truly stunning and brilliantly written, White Lines, is probably one of the year's most touching and heartwrenching stories told.
This is not a novel that readers want to miss out on. Simply, unputdownable.