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savaging's review against another edition
4.0
"My mother’s transgression was hunger. She passed her hunger on to me without ever speaking a word. Solitude is a memory of water. I live in the desert. And every day I am thirsty."
A book for people who live in the animal world, who find a little solace in rocks and water and some good words, who gravitate to bodies that can die rather than undead institutions.
A book for people who live in the animal world, who find a little solace in rocks and water and some good words, who gravitate to bodies that can die rather than undead institutions.
helenmeigs's review
5.0
Wowow I loved this book. I’ve been in a bit of a reading slump and just raced through it. By no means perfect, but full of gems and sentences that seem heart clear. Motherhood, daughterhood, granddaughterhood, womanhood. Conservation, Mormonism, grief, birds, water. Hits all the spots for me. Poetry as prose.
texturasytexto's review against another edition
emotional
hopeful
informative
inspiring
lighthearted
reflective
medium-paced
4.0
rfiddlesticks's review against another edition
hopeful
inspiring
mysterious
reflective
sad
slow-paced
4.5
carlyreads77's review
reflective
slow-paced
3.25
I wanted to love it. Originally wasn't going to finish this one, but I trudged on. There were certain passages that struck me, but the book as a whole felt disjointed. I wanted her thoughts to meld together more than they did. It sort of felt like I was reading two books at once, but the pages were mixed together in a random order.
That said, you will be blessed with incredible parcels of bad-assery if you read it. This paragraph made me want to cheer:
I knelt at the confessional. No one was behind the velvet red curtain or between the perforated wall, but I wanted to feel this posture. Something new. My body settled into my knees. I leaned my cheek against where the ear of the priest would be.
"Why would I tell you anything?" I whispered.
That said, you will be blessed with incredible parcels of bad-assery if you read it. This paragraph made me want to cheer:
I knelt at the confessional. No one was behind the velvet red curtain or between the perforated wall, but I wanted to feel this posture. Something new. My body settled into my knees. I leaned my cheek against where the ear of the priest would be.
"Why would I tell you anything?" I whispered.
angelamichelle's review against another edition
Built around her inheritance of her mother’s many volumes of journals, all of them blank. Which is such a alluring concept. And there are some moments. But so much feels unfinished, lazy, self-indulgent.
daniela_k's review against another edition
5.0
it’s like the 25 year old girl version of the alchemist
harley_winfrey's review against another edition
challenging
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
fast-paced
5.0
heidihaverkamp's review against another edition
3.0
Parts of this were so rich and complex, but much of this book for me felt chaotic or too experimental, without enough focus. It didn't work for me, although I admire TTW very much.