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The Reapers Are the Angels
by Alden Bell
Temple was born after the dead rose. The few comforts of this desolate world are all she's known. There was a time when she had family -- a found uncle who guided her, a boy who was her brother -- but for now she is alone, moving forward to a destination even she doesn't yet know.
OH. MY. GAWD. This book. Just don't.. like just stop reading this and go get it.
Bell's writing is so taunt that you just move forward page after page, as Temple moves forward to place after place, and you want so badly for her to get what it is so badly she is seeking, even though you can see she already has so much more than what she knows. Many have compared the temperance of the writing -- the pace, the place, the stoic resignation of what is instead of what could be -- to Flannery O'Conner's Gothic sensibilities and I can't help but echo that comparison. The devil of this book is in the details, the ones that got to Temple and the ones that will get to you, of the beauty in the world that is insistent on staying, even after the dead have risen to take its place in the rightful order of things.
I read this book in two short moves and two long bursts and recommend you carve out a similar block of time for yourself. The story doesn't take kindly to those who rest too long.
OH. MY. GAWD. This book. Just don't.. like just stop reading this and go get it.
Bell's writing is so taunt that you just move forward page after page, as Temple moves forward to place after place, and you want so badly for her to get what it is so badly she is seeking, even though you can see she already has so much more than what she knows. Many have compared the temperance of the writing -- the pace, the place, the stoic resignation of what is instead of what could be -- to Flannery O'Conner's Gothic sensibilities and I can't help but echo that comparison. The devil of this book is in the details, the ones that got to Temple and the ones that will get to you, of the beauty in the world that is insistent on staying, even after the dead have risen to take its place in the rightful order of things.
I read this book in two short moves and two long bursts and recommend you carve out a similar block of time for yourself. The story doesn't take kindly to those who rest too long.