All Your Perfects Review

Hi, Nerdies!

It’s time for another book by Colleen Hoover: All Your Perfects.

Publication date: July 17, 2018


Quinn and Graham are soulmates who find their way to together unusually. They met for the first time at the door of Quinn’s fiance where inside, Quinn’s fiance was having an affair with Graham’s girlfriend. But just months after their worlds shattered by the infidelity, Quinn and Graham found that they’re actually meant to be together.

Fast forward to the present, after seven years since tying the knot, Quinn and Graham discover themselves muddled in a big confusion. They’ve been trying to conceive for as long as they’ve been married, to no avail. To Quinn, this means a big failure which involves her useless uterus. By now, she’s been through a cycle of sex, to hope, to devastation, for too many times over that she is not the same person she was years ago. She is now sad, depressed, and dead inside that she can’t even take an active part in her own marriage. She stops communicating, she mutes everything down, and continues on to live her dead life.

She loves Graham, but she’s just too desolate to embrace his touch anymore. And this makes her wonder, how far and where to, this deep sadness will drag her. Is divorce a good answer?


At first, it seemed to be easy for me to relate to this story. I’ve been married for over five years with no kid, which I am probably to blame for my family’s infertility. The probably is only there because my husband and I simply have never bothered to confirm it.

But then the story started to unfold and I realized how different Quinn’s situation from mine. I’ve come to acceptance to a marriage without children, where Quinn puts all her happiness in the possibility of her having children.

Failing in attempts of getting pregnant too many times engulfs her with extreme sadness and it’s been killing her soul strip by strip until she’s dead inside.

Now, I’ve never taken myself as an optimist person, but my pessimism surely pales in comparison to Quinn’s way of seeing herself as a woman. There’s a couple of things that I ultimately didn’t understand from the story.


Just a little caveat.

This is one seriously sorrowful story. So if you’re not in a place where you can read something so depressing and not letting it drag you down, this book is probably not for you at this moment.  


The book takes up its first half explaining Quinn’s current situation while parallelly giving her marriage a solid backstory through flashbacks. But really, nothing happens until about halfway into the book, and there were even times where I was a bit jaded by the not doing anything circumstance.

Then, the second half of the book surely felt rushed. Suddenly there are external nudges that force the couple to face their ginormous crisis which they’ve been avoiding to deal with for forever. Which is in my opinion impossible to solve in less than five chapters. But the thing is, despite everything, it all eventually works out pretty decently.

As a wife myself, the closing part felt way, way, way, way too easy and simple for a seven year long problem that they have. I’ve learned from my own marriage, that simple is just one thing that is never a part of a marriage. Try complicated.

If the story is charted in a speed timeline, it’ll look like a snail walking to half-mark, and then a cheetah takes the baton, then it runs as fast as it can until it’s startled by a big wall in front of it, which it didn’t see until that point, which then forces it to come to its sudden halt, and then, it just stands there.

The pace was abrupt like that.


The other thing that came as unnatural and unreal to me was Graham. I could understand that he loves Quinn probably more than he loves himself. But I just didn’t get his otherworldly patience and unlimited love with no expiration date. It only sounds a bit too good to be true.

To be honest, I don’t think their biggest problem is that they can’t have children. Instead, it is truly about the lack of communication. And I was sorta hoping that Hoover would have explored more on that side rather than overexploiting the love part.

But, did I cry?

Yes, of course. I don’t even know if I’m capable of getting through a Hoover’s book without dropping a tear.

The mourning days of not having a kid was one thing that I couldn’t relate to, but my absorption of the emotion of not wanting your marriage to your soulmate to crumble, went to every direction.

After all, just because I’ve disagreed with parts of the story, that doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy this one. I did enjoy it, and I know you would too.

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