

* "Quick's use of flashbacks, internal dialogue, and interpersonal communication is brilliant, and the suspense about what happened between Leonard and Asher builds tangibly. Everything the Massachusetts-based writer pens seems to be scooped up by the studios as soon as the books are bound."- The Los Angeles Times "If only Hollywood could get novelist Matthew Quick to write faster. "At a time when bullying and gun violence is at the top of the national conversation, this novel servies as a literary segue for teens, parents and teachers into an open dialogue on sensitive topics."- USA Today "Full disclosure: you might need tissues to make it through Leonard Peacock, but even if you don't, you'll likely be touched by Leonard's story."- Entertainment Weekly "Books like Quick's are necessary.We should be grateful for a book that gets kids, and the leaders they'll become, thinking about the problem now."- The New York Times ".the novel presents a host of compelling, well-drawn, realistic characters-all of whom want Leonard to make it through the day safe and sound." ""Kirkus""" "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title.

And he shows how just a glimmer of hope can make the world of difference. In this riveting and heart-breaking book, acclaimed author Matthew Quick introduces Leonard Peacock, a hero as warm and endearing as he is troubled. Most of the time, Leonard believes he's weird and sad but these friends have made him think that maybe he's not. But to his four friends: a Humphrey-Bogart-obsessed neighbour, a teenage violin virtuoso, a pastor's daughter and a teacher. Nor to his former best friend, whose torments have driven him to consider committing the unthinkable. Not to his mum - who he calls Linda because it annoys her - who's moved out and left him to fend for himself. How would you spend your birthday if you knew it would be your last?Įighteen-year-old Leonard Peacock knows exactly what he'll do. A powerful and important book for fans of Mark Haddon, THE SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK and Jay Asher.
