Ashley Poston’s The Seven Year Slip is a tender, time-bending love story that balances whimsy with emotional depth in a way few contemporary romances manage. Ashley takes a high-concept premise, a magical New York apartment where time doesn’t flow reliably, and uses it not as a gimmick, but as a lens to explore grief, growth, and the quiet ways we reinvent ourselves after loss. I adored it.
At the center of the story is Clementine, whose life is neat, predictable, and held together by routine, until she meets Iwan, a man who seems to exist seven years out of sync. Their connection is immediate, but Poston builds their relationship with patience, layering yearning, humour, and the heartbreak of knowing that love may not survive the realities of time.
Captured within the pages of this book is the strange ache of growing older and evolving, whilst yearning for the version of yourself that you once thought was the best. The writing is warm, introspective, and often beautifully poetic, with New York rendered as both a place and a feeling. Fans of The Dead Romantics will recognise the author’s signature blend of magical realism and open-hearted vulnerability. Those new to the Author’s writing will fall head of heels in love.
Though the story leans more reflective than fast-paced, The Seven Year Slip rewards readers who enjoy character-driven romance where the fantasy elements serve the emotional journey. It’s thoughtful, soothing, and quietly hopeful, a book about finding your way back to yourself as much as finding your way to someone else.
About the Book
Sometimes, the worst day of your life happens, and you have to figure out how to live after it.
So Clementine forms a plan to keep her heart safe: work hard, find someone decent to love, and try to remember to chase the moon. The last one is silly and obviously metaphorical, but her aunt always told her that you needed at least one big dream to keep going. And for the last year, that plan has gone off without a hitch. Mostly. The love part is hard because she doesn’t want to get too close to anyone—she isn’t sure her heart can take it.
And then she finds a strange man standing in the kitchen of her late aunt’s apartment. A man with kind eyes and a Southern drawl and a taste for lemon pies. The kind of man that, before it all, she would’ve fallen head-over-heels for. And she might again.
Except, he exists in the past. Seven years ago, to be exact. And she, quite literally, lives seven years in his future.
Her aunt always said the apartment was a pinch in time, a place where moments blended together like watercolors. And Clementine knows that if she lets her heart fall, she’ll be doomed.
About The Author
Ashley Poston writes stories about love and friendship and ever afters. A native to South Carolina, she now lives in a small grey house with her sassy cat and too many books. You can find her on the internet, somewhere, watching cat videos and reading fan-fiction.
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