Well... it pains me to say I definitely did NOT love LOVE, CREEKWOOD. This novella is catching us up on the lives of Simon, Bram, Leah, and Abby as they navigate college away from each other over emails. Sounds good?! Wrong. This novella is painstakingly over-the-top with mushy gushy wovey dovey love.

Examples:
1) I always forget your emails have the ability to take my breath away. I'm so bewildered by it.
2) I just miss you so much honey. Baby. Sweetie... I love you so much, Brammy Bram.
3) You're holding my hand while I write this, which has to be the biggest advantage of being a lefty

Yikes. Those are just a couple examples... these emails read like a 65 year old cat lady who never had a first kiss or an actual relationship. Sorry for that insult to cats. Idk any kids these ages here who EMAIL these types of things to each other, but this novella is LOADED with this... it has none of the charm, mystery, complexity, intrigue, heart, growth, character association, struggle, joy, and ACTUAL love that the other Simonverse works have. It is so over-the-top it seems fake?? I did not need this saccharine collection of emails, but maybe someone does. I'll stick to the real sweetener in the other Simonverse works