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Another Brooklyn
by Jacqueline Woodson
I'm now a Jacqueline Woodson devotee. It was great to read this right after Brown Girl Dreaming because of how wonderfully similar and different they are at the same time. Similar is Woodson's language, which even in prose is actually poetry. But this story is not a memoir, as she points out in the afterword. It holds pieces of her stories nevertheless.
The novel reads almost like a fever dream, the narrator herself seemingly confused about the passage of time. Memories and snippets collected in a web of thought.
This book stays with me, making me think, as the best books do: Our memories shape us, but how do we know which memories are true? And memories that are true for one might be remembered differently for another. Time erases and reveals truths as we stumble towards our destinies.
"Two steps to the left or right or front or back and you're standing outside your life."
This book is a beautiful homage to the innocence of childhood, the slippery slope into adulthood and the people we become when all is said and done.
The novel reads almost like a fever dream, the narrator herself seemingly confused about the passage of time. Memories and snippets collected in a web of thought.
This book stays with me, making me think, as the best books do: Our memories shape us, but how do we know which memories are true? And memories that are true for one might be remembered differently for another. Time erases and reveals truths as we stumble towards our destinies.
"Two steps to the left or right or front or back and you're standing outside your life."
This book is a beautiful homage to the innocence of childhood, the slippery slope into adulthood and the people we become when all is said and done.