Be prepared to glide across time, distance, and families in Regina Porter’s debut novel. Her writing has rightly been described as “effortless” and is a joy to read. You come to know well two families, one black and one white, and how related they (and we all) are. As I marveled at her ability to portray each family member so deftly, I wondered– what would happen if she spent a week with my extended family?!
Have you ever envisioned yourself curled up with a cup of tea while lazily reading through someone else's old diary? If that's you, then I'll do you one better: you can drink your tea, read an old diary, AND be completely overcome by this beautifully sparse knock-you-off-your-feet reworking of an old diary found at an estate sale. This weaving of plucked out lines and phrases from the original diary is crafted into a beautifully parsed down and essential portrait of a woman's day-to-day life. And yet, there is an urgency to this book that hits you like a truck. I couldn't read it fast enough and I couldn't wait to read it again once I had finished. If I have my life in order, this book is one I'll never part with.
Who is Juliet? She's any of us who ever felt like they were losing their minds. She's the friend you have that's beautiful and brilliant but can scare you sometimes. She's honest, she's real. She's you and she's me. For those who suffer from mental illness, this book will make you feel less alone. Read this book!
If you ever thought to yourself, “Hm. Mean Girls, but an MFA program. And, oh! Make it horror! And yeah, a dash of an unreliable narrator sounds good. And why not? Throw in an outlandish plot so brilliantly over the top you literally have NO IDEA what's going to happen next”—then yes, this is the book for you. I loved every page of the delightfully unnerving story.
Writing a review for this book is gonna be hard but I'm going to try. This may be the I best book I've read this year. So many raw and stunning sentences just waiting for you to fall in love with. Told through letters from a son to a mother, I underlined the hell out of my copy. It broke my heart but it also put it back together. Read this and join the Ocean Vuong fan club with me.
If Haruki Murikami had been born in Mexico and raised in southern Texas, this is the book he would have written. It's futuristic and hallucinogenic look at that region gives us a unique and welcome lens to view the border.
This may be a very funny novel about art and idealism. Or it may be a very serious novel about how our work defines us - albeit one that will make you laugh uncontrollably and at random. Either way, the joke's on us: gleeful, satirical and disarmingly sincere, profound and bombastic in equal measure, and so, so familiar to anyone who has been in their twenties, or contemplated the big questions about whether we are what we create or whether, maybe it's the other way around, Loudermilk is refreshing and incisive.
So, it’s like this: Mary Robison took a jackhammer to the English language. She cleared it of all the tired and old debris of overused everything in order to thrown down asphalt for a new, beautiful, literary road of her own making. Had I ever read anything before this book? I can’t remember. This book made reading new again and has, quite possibly, ruined me for all other works of fiction. Read it. Read it. Read it. And then, read it again.