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A review by sousandwich
Chouette by Claire Oshetsky
5.0
Thank you very much, Claire, for gifting me with this wonderful piece. I say ‘me’ because I don’t know how the experience has been to other readers, but for me it’s been a memorable ride.
‘Chouette’ feels like being gently pulled up by the hips at first. Hop. It substracts you from whatever reality you’re experiencing and off you go into Tiny’s world. A world of synesthesia, where words on paper play like music, and wild smells pop up from unexpected places. We get gradually stripped of our coating of ‘reality’, our dog-behavior feels less and less present. We understand Tiny, not the way we understand that two plus two equals four, but on a more profound way. We share her struggles. Or at least I did, even though I am far from the experience of motherhood myself.
So thank you again, Claire, for getting me closer to my raccoon-self. I don’t remember being so emotionally invested with a reading as I’ve been with your book. All this yabber-yabber doesn’t do justice to how much love I feel for this book.
Please, keep writing. And publishing.
‘Chouette’ feels like being gently pulled up by the hips at first. Hop. It substracts you from whatever reality you’re experiencing and off you go into Tiny’s world. A world of synesthesia, where words on paper play like music, and wild smells pop up from unexpected places. We get gradually stripped of our coating of ‘reality’, our dog-behavior feels less and less present. We understand Tiny, not the way we understand that two plus two equals four, but on a more profound way. We share her struggles. Or at least I did, even though I am far from the experience of motherhood myself.
So thank you again, Claire, for getting me closer to my raccoon-self. I don’t remember being so emotionally invested with a reading as I’ve been with your book. All this yabber-yabber doesn’t do justice to how much love I feel for this book.
Please, keep writing. And publishing.