Sadly, I did not enjoy Landline as much as I'd expected I would. It's a good book, it's definitely okay, and I like Rowell's style of writing, but the story didn't work for me.
I don't know if I had too high expectations about this one or what really happened while reading it. When I started reading it I didn't really know what to expect and then suddenly the writing completely ensnared me and I had a surge of love for it, I couldn't put it down, I wanted to basically swallow it whole. But then as I read on I started feeling more and more incredulous. The whole time travelling through a landline bothered me a bit and just didn't really work for me and Georgie's entire situation was just so glum and depressing and I just started feeling a bit sad while reading it. I think the writing is really great, but it just pulled me down rather than in. The ending felt very much like a Hollywood romantic cliché-filled film, relying a bit too much on the reader being wrapped up in the glory and love, and I was just too bummed out by it all.