juxabelle 's review for:

Nightbitch by Rachel Yoder
3.0

"I made you, and I destroy you as well. I am your entire world, and then also, I am the person you leave behind. I will always be with you. You will never understand me.' At times, she terrified herself, wondering if she was a god. If being a mother was one way of being a god. Of course, she couldn't strike anyone down with a lightning bolt, but she could bring a person into being using little more than a handful of clay- way less in fact. How are mothers even a thing? How had they not been outlawed? They were divine, beyond horrifying... 'I am interested in longing. In longing so deep, it threatens to splinter a person apart. I am interested in a profound longing for an unknown existence or for a better life without any idea of what the specifics of that life would look like. I'm not getting this right, I am interested in knowing about the longing that unites all women. All mothers. What is that longing? How could we possibly long for something beyond our offspring? It's almost as if having a child allows a woman to see how much infinite potential there is... allows her to see infinity itself. Am I making any sense? It's almost as if having a child does not saite a deep yearning but instead compounds it. Look! The mother says. Look at what I am capable of. I make life. I am life. But how can I become a god?"

"To what identities do women turn when those available to them fail? How do women expand their identities to encompass all parts of their beings? How might women turn to the natural world to express their deepest longings and most primal fantasies?"

"She could not comprehend her husbands' great expertise with complex machinery yet complete inability to troubleshoot their child!"