The Princess Saves Herself in this One

The Princess Saves Herself in this One

"Ah, life- the thing that happens to us while we're off somewhere else blowing on dandelions & wishing ourselves into the pages of our favorite fairy tales."A poetry collection divided into four different parts: the princess, the damsel, the queen, & you. the princess, the damsel, & the queen piece together the life of the author in three stages, while you serv...

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Title:The Princess Saves Herself in this One
Author:Amanda Lovelace
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Edition Language:English

The Princess Saves Herself in this One Reviews

  • Kai

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    I've been eyeing this book for quite a while now. I saw it on GR and Instagram and tumblr - so often, that I finally made the decision to buy it. I should give myself a high five for that. It only took one single page (the dedication) for me, an undying Potterhead, to fall in love with this beautiful collection of poems. So raw, so hurting, so emotional and empowering

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    I've been eyeing this book for quite a while now. I saw it on GR and Instagram and tumblr - so often, that I finally made the decision to buy it. I should give myself a high five for that. It only took one single page (the dedication) for me, an undying Potterhead, to fall in love with this beautiful collection of poems. So raw, so hurting, so emotional and empowering, that's what words are made for. This book teaches self-love and -respect, it teaches how to be strong and unapologetic, and that your life is to be written by your own quill, not by anybody else's.

    By the way, here is the dedication:

  • Riley

    This was such an empowering collection of poems. It was brutal, honest and deeply personal.

  • Cait • A Page with a View

    I've seen a lot of reviews debating whether this is poetry or "tumblr spacing" but I think that's ignoring the main point of how powerful some of these poems really are. Amanda

    put herself out there in a totally vulnerable way and the result is a really raw, emotional collection of important insights that will be COMPLETELY relatable to so many young women!

  • Nat

    was a fairly emotional read for me. This poetry collection is divided into four different parts: the princess, the damsel, the queen, & you. And there were a lot of parts that really hit home (especially

    ), so much so that I had to put the collection down for a minute and think.

    explores life & all of its love, loss, grief, healing, empowerment, & inspirations. And I loved and felt everything dee

    was a fairly emotional read for me. This poetry collection is divided into four different parts: the princess, the damsel, the queen, & you. And there were a lot of parts that really hit home (especially

    ), so much so that I had to put the collection down for a minute and think.

    explores life & all of its love, loss, grief, healing, empowerment, & inspirations. And I loved and felt everything deeply.

    Here are a few poems that made me both contemplate and feel:

    Overall, this collection harrowed and punctured my heart deeply.

    ,

  • Whitney Atkinson

    “the pain

    did not

    make me

    a better person.

    it did not

    teach me not to

    take anything

    for granted.

    it did not

    teach me anything

    except how

    to be afraid

    to love anyone.”

    WOW.

    TW: Abuse, self harm, eating disorders, suicide

    I was expecting I would never read this, and if I did, I really wouldn’t like it. In my head, it fell under the same category as Milk and Honey, which I really, really did not enjoy because to me it lacked a lot of depth, creative writing, and—well, poeticness. I started this hesitantly, but I

    “the pain

    did not

    make me

    a better person.

    it did not

    teach me not to

    take anything

    for granted.

    it did not

    teach me anything

    except how

    to be afraid

    to love anyone.”

    WOW.

    TW: Abuse, self harm, eating disorders, suicide

    I was expecting I would never read this, and if I did, I really wouldn’t like it. In my head, it fell under the same category as Milk and Honey, which I really, really did not enjoy because to me it lacked a lot of depth, creative writing, and—well, poeticness. I started this hesitantly, but I can confidently say that although I gave this book an average rating, it still far surpassed my expectations and I can’t wait to get my hands on a finished copy so that I can mark my favorite poems.

    The good poems in this are REALLY good. I was driven to tears within the first few pages. I just wish there were more poems that blew me off my feet. I would say that for every poem I loved, there were 5 that I flipped right through without blinking. Many of these poems read like normal sentences, which is my biggest gripe about modern poetry books like Milk & Honey. I crave poetry that has metaphor and depth and wordiness, so reading a 6 word poem that could literally just be a sentence is disappointing to me. At worst, some poems relied on typing words like t h i s to create e m p h a s i s and I didn’t read it with the intent I think it was written with. Some of her poems that included that style felt a bit cheesy and overdone, but it’s just my preference to have the words more straightforward. In short, I wasn’t a massive fan of her poetry formatting, but I respect her actual writing style.

    The format of her poems was mostly this:

    A stanza or two

    talking about something

    or someone

    there’s a little

    bit of t h i s

    and maybe a metaphor

    -and then it ends with this little salutation thingy that adds a little summary or extra tidbit of info

    I’m not a fan. I liked the stanzas to stand by themselves. It’s a stylistic preference, but I felt like the extra last lines added nothing or, worse, took away from the depth or mystery of some of the shorter poems. I eventually figured out that I enjoy the poems way more without reading them, so I started skipping them altogether.

    the last section “you” is gorgeous in its intent. it’s giving advice about feminism and self love and confidence, but this section lacked the most punch for me. There was little imagery, metaphor, and playing with words. Out of all the section, this read most just like regular sentences with skips in the lines. Especially for advice that I hear a lot (“say no!" "don’t let a man save you!” “be strong!”), I prefer it to be packaged in an original way that transforms it into something new for me, but I wasn’t particularly impressed by most of them.

    Despite all this, I still really really really loved a lot of the poems. A definite step up from Milk & Honey if you didn’t like that one but were considering trying this one!

  • Sara M. Abudahab

    scattering

    words

    on

    different

    lines

    is

    not

    poetry!

  • Emily May

    Or maybe it does these days. Between the highly praised

    and this latest Goodreads Choice finalist, I guess these emo tumblr quotes are the modern version of poetry.

    Call me old school, but I kind of expect something more. Some of these sentences are nice, sure, and some of them tickle the inner emo that lives inside us all, the one that occasionally makes us stay up late sobbing over Elliott Smith songs (oh wait, that's just me?) but co

    Or maybe it does these days. Between the highly praised

    and this latest Goodreads Choice finalist, I guess these emo tumblr quotes are the modern version of poetry.

    Call me old school, but I kind of expect something more. Some of these sentences are nice, sure, and some of them tickle the inner emo that lives inside us all, the one that occasionally makes us stay up late sobbing over Elliott Smith songs (oh wait, that's just me?) but come on, is this really the best we have to offer up nowadays? At a time when we just lost the wonderful Leonard Cohen, I can't help feeling sad at the direction poetry is moving in.

    Consider these by Cohen:

    And then this:

    How is that even a poem? It's just a badly-punctuated sentence that sounds kinda cool. Put it in a pretty cursive font and it would get so many reblogs on tumblr.

    If you came here because, like me, you thought the whole feminist aspect sounded really interesting, I recommend you check out the witty and darkly comical

    instead.

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  • Gabriella

    I'm sorry (I'm actually not sorry) BUT THIS ISN'T POETRY.

    WTF is this?

    THIS IS A FUCKING RIP OFF OF A JOHN LENNON QUOTE.

    I shit you the fuck not.

    “Life is what happens to you, while you're busy making other plans.”

    These are tumblr quotes. This book should never have been published, OR, if it was going to be published, should have been a photo album lik

    I'm sorry (I'm actually not sorry) BUT THIS ISN'T POETRY.

    WTF is this?

    THIS IS A FUCKING RIP OFF OF A JOHN LENNON QUOTE.

    I shit you the fuck not.

    “Life is what happens to you, while you're busy making other plans.”

    These are tumblr quotes. This book should never have been published, OR, if it was going to be published, should have been a photo album like Kim Kardashian's #SELFIE with the actual tumblr and Instagram photos with girls braiding their hair in sunsets with cursive text and sentimental bullshit overlaid on it.

    This is what this book is.

    Does anyone SERIOUSLY disagree?!

    ETA: If we're going to compare minimalist poetry, Lovelace has NOTHING on Rupi Kaur. Kaur's poems are not rip offs of other people's quotes, and her words are loaded and powerful.

    Lovelace's words ... wow, is her surname a pseudonym? Because her words are as sparkly and frilly as her surname. Compare this:

    with Kaur's.

    One is loaded and powerful, the other is frilly sparkly tumblr shit. Guess which is which?

    ETA 2: (because I'm still seething this is poetry) remember MSN statuses??! THAT'S WHAT THESE THINGS ARE. They are emo one-liners that I used to write when I was 14 to fit on a fucking MSN status box to get my crush's attention.

  • Gillian Berry

    Okay. Yeah. That was....well, not my favorite ever thing. I feel like I just read my middle school AIM away messages or 200 pages of emo Myspace updates. I need to go listen to some Dashboard Confessional STAT.

    I love the idea. I love the sentiments and the lessons, and CERTAINLY the feminist ideas at work here. If I saw any of the platitudes expressed in the "you" section on Tumblr, I'd happily reblog them. I definitely appreciate the raw emotions that very clearly went into the writing of them,

    Okay. Yeah. That was....well, not my favorite ever thing. I feel like I just read my middle school AIM away messages or 200 pages of emo Myspace updates. I need to go listen to some Dashboard Confessional STAT.

    I love the idea. I love the sentiments and the lessons, and CERTAINLY the feminist ideas at work here. If I saw any of the platitudes expressed in the "you" section on Tumblr, I'd happily reblog them. I definitely appreciate the raw emotions that very clearly went into the writing of them, and how personal the author was willing to get about her life. BUT. Um. Ummmmmmmmm. What the fuck.

    But that...well. That's just not the kind of poetry I respond to. I find minimalist poetry EXTREMELY hit or miss, and when I (VERY RARELY) read poetry, it's usual the lusher, more ornate kind--or at least the more visually creative. Because this...I mean, there's nothing new here. It's generic Tumblr platitudes. It's emo angst that should be emblazoned over a picture of a sad girl on the beach and put on Pinterest. It's beyond basic metaphors and cliche imagery about hearts and stars and oceans. It's

    hitting

    enter

    after nearly

    e v e r y

    w o r d

    and

    m

    a

    k

    i

    n

    g

    it

    feel

    deep.

    To me that's just a waste of trees, but hey, to each their own.

    Again, i APPRECIATE the raw angst here, but it's pretty clunky. There's no subtlety or nuance, which is why it makes me think of 13 year old me, just scribbling out PURE FEELINGS to the page because it was the only person who'd listen and all the feelings FELT SO NEW. Which, I mean, thank you for the nostalgia, if that's what was intended, but as a book of POETRY--sophisticated poetry for the modern feminist--it's a hard pass. I mean, this book of poetry even touched on things that are very personal to me, like grief, but I got zero feels. It was all so distant and buried in cliches.

    Examples:

    I...what? What Peyton Sawyer bullshit is this? That's the whole poem?? ONE TREE HILL WAS WANGSTING LIKE THIS TEN YEARS AGO.

    Did you carve this on the door of a bathroom stall or

    And I ran out of fucks.

  • Bookdragon Sean

    i

    can

    write

    poetry

    too

    but i

    prefer

    to

    write book

    reviews

    so i

    have

    done

    a

    poetical review

    here goes

    this book

    is

    not poetry

    nor

    is

    this review

    poetical

    i have just

    decided

    to

    my

    enter key

    because

    for

    some reason

    people

    will

    and call

    it

    poetry

    when really

    there

    is

    no art

    or

    skill involved

    a chimp

    could

    do it

    i have not even

    been

    clever with words

    or their

    placement

    but i

    randomly use

    and put

    some words in

    i am also

    afraid

    of

    grammar

    and

    capital letters

    though really

    i have

    just

    bashed enter

    and sold

    it

    as poetry

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