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A review by librovermo
Cecilia by K-Ming Chang
4.0
Cecilia is a very strange little book. The writing was like… idk, intense poetry. Sometimes, people describe prose as being poetic and I think “yeah, sure,” but I can 100% say this is some poetic-ass prose.
Seven’s memories of her childhood friendship with Cecilia were wild, like when I was a kid I was pretending to be a horse in the field at recess and these little girls were doing some very different things in the field at recess, okay?
I loved the way Seven described her all-consuming love for Cecilia. How much she yearned for any and all of Cecilia, how she reacted to the parts of herself that felt that way, and how the snippets of her home life and culture contributed to those reactions. It caused me to reflect on some of my own childhood/teen crushes as well as the various ways we can be prevented from exploring our feelings.
Also I did something I don’t usually do and I read reviews before I read the book. A lot of them talked about how often piss was mentioned in the book and sure, there was a fair bit of piss, but I have to say: the reviews made it sound like the piss was everywhere. They kind of hyped up the piss so much that I was oddly disappointed that there wasn’t more piss, and I gotta be honest, that was a really awkward feeling.
I read Cecilia while sitting on my kitchen floor eating boiled eggs and I don’t think I could have chosen a better setting. I highly recommend the kitchen floor for this one. Or weird, uncomfortable seating at the very least.
Seven’s memories of her childhood friendship with Cecilia were wild, like when I was a kid I was pretending to be a horse in the field at recess and these little girls were doing some very different things in the field at recess, okay?
I loved the way Seven described her all-consuming love for Cecilia. How much she yearned for any and all of Cecilia, how she reacted to the parts of herself that felt that way, and how the snippets of her home life and culture contributed to those reactions. It caused me to reflect on some of my own childhood/teen crushes as well as the various ways we can be prevented from exploring our feelings.
Also I did something I don’t usually do and I read reviews before I read the book. A lot of them talked about how often piss was mentioned in the book and sure, there was a fair bit of piss, but I have to say: the reviews made it sound like the piss was everywhere. They kind of hyped up the piss so much that I was oddly disappointed that there wasn’t more piss, and I gotta be honest, that was a really awkward feeling.
I read Cecilia while sitting on my kitchen floor eating boiled eggs and I don’t think I could have chosen a better setting. I highly recommend the kitchen floor for this one. Or weird, uncomfortable seating at the very least.