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A review by kindleandilluminate
We Were Restless Things by Cole Nagamatsu
5.0
We Were Restless Things, a lyrical debut from Cole Nagamatsu, relates the aftermath of a small town death. Teenaged Link Miller is found dead in the woods, having seemingly drowned on dry land, miles away from any body of water. He leaves behind him an assortment of other teenagers - a sister, a friend, a friend he'd rather was a girlfriend - who, along with the new boy in town, explore the woods and themselves, as their lives swirl and eddy around the impossible loss, trying to make sense of the unearthly and of one another.
Nagamatsu's novel is a haunting, languorously eerie story that drifts back and forth across the border between reality and fantasy; a mystery that ebbs and flows through dreamlike tide pools of unknowing. We're given a cast of characters who feel as flesh and blood as one could hope for in a book, scared and strong and confused teenagers caught in the liminal space between childhood and adulthood. The whole story explores these liminal spaces - magic and mundanity, the wondrous and the horrible, dream and wakefulness, love and hatred, death and life. The boy who drowns on dry land; the girl who photographs her dreams. The surface of the water, ringed with ripples, the only sign that something has submerged, passed from one element into another. The edge of the forest, and the crossing from home into danger, into a fairy tale. The narrow but unbridgeable, unfathomable, gap between two human hearts.
Being languorous and dreamlike doesn’t mean the story lacks for urgency; after all, dreams can sometimes have the strongest sense of immediacy and desperation despite being about nothing. And We Were Restless Things isn’t even that. Things happen, the plot moves along, revelations are unfolded, even if not always in a linear fashion or at a galloping pace, but with an inexorable weirdness that kept me hooked. It's a nautilus shell of a story, labyrinthine and echoing with ocean sounds that aren't there, and I loved every page.
Would recommend to fans of The Lost Coast, The Things She’s Seen, and Erin Morgenstern.
CW: child abuse, parental neglect, catfishing, self harm, drowning, death, sibling death, mention of suicide
Thank you to NetGalley and Sourcebooks Fire for the advance review copy!
Nagamatsu's novel is a haunting, languorously eerie story that drifts back and forth across the border between reality and fantasy; a mystery that ebbs and flows through dreamlike tide pools of unknowing. We're given a cast of characters who feel as flesh and blood as one could hope for in a book, scared and strong and confused teenagers caught in the liminal space between childhood and adulthood. The whole story explores these liminal spaces - magic and mundanity, the wondrous and the horrible, dream and wakefulness, love and hatred, death and life. The boy who drowns on dry land; the girl who photographs her dreams. The surface of the water, ringed with ripples, the only sign that something has submerged, passed from one element into another. The edge of the forest, and the crossing from home into danger, into a fairy tale. The narrow but unbridgeable, unfathomable, gap between two human hearts.
Being languorous and dreamlike doesn’t mean the story lacks for urgency; after all, dreams can sometimes have the strongest sense of immediacy and desperation despite being about nothing. And We Were Restless Things isn’t even that. Things happen, the plot moves along, revelations are unfolded, even if not always in a linear fashion or at a galloping pace, but with an inexorable weirdness that kept me hooked. It's a nautilus shell of a story, labyrinthine and echoing with ocean sounds that aren't there, and I loved every page.
Would recommend to fans of The Lost Coast, The Things She’s Seen, and Erin Morgenstern.
CW: child abuse, parental neglect, catfishing, self harm, drowning, death, sibling death, mention of suicide
Thank you to NetGalley and Sourcebooks Fire for the advance review copy!