I enjoyed these. A friend of mine recommended this book when my dad died last year and I finally read it. This definitely echos the festering feelings of grief. A lot of the poems had a consistent fever-dream feel that I enjoyed. The last poem, of course, was gut wrenching.
I felt a physical aversion to the Bridge poem. Maybe that’s art and it’s supposed to make you uncomfortable.
Poems that stuck with me were- 4. More than one life and 6- Satellite, and Weird Science.
An ex-best friend of mine gave me this book to read after a bad breakup. I think this book was probably for a 20-year-old version of me, and I think it probably would have touched me. But I read it now, as a 27-year-old, and it didn’t.
My favorite line : “i am not street meat, i am homemade jam.”
Wowie. What a rollercoaster. The book was hard to get into at first, was a little groaning at the farm wife // small town stereotypes but by half way through I think it set a believable scene. I am a little skeptical about some of the events / facts that felt purely coincidental, not entirely believable. I almost DNFd because of how “perfectly” things were falling into place and how the dementia scenes with her uncle seemed to be the same thing over and over again. I definitely suspended my disbelief in order to have fun with the book and I did wind up enjoying it.
Pleasantly surprised about the gayness!! :D Shame that one of them always fucking dies tho lmao. Really was on the edge of my seat with all of the plot twists hahaha it gave me a glimpse into what it might be like to be a journalist or a detective like constantly changing your focus/suspect. No good people to be found lmao. Epilogue was a roller coaster. I fully had sympathy for Billy and then very much didn’t. It was really fascinating and believable the conclusions his mind came to. Best part of the book I think.
Ultimately, chilling, sad, and I’m glad I read it.
“…maybe that’s because of the power of your thoughts. Whatever you think you are, you become…”
“…People seemed to experience my body like it was public property. Something they could complete, control, criticize, or use as a weapon.”
4.75⭐️ bc I feel guilty putting anything else reading a memoir, honestly.
What stuck out to me the most while reading this was her talk about age regression and how that influences how she expresses her freedom now and even how she reflects on her past and how she writes about it. It also had me thinking a lot about humanity as a whole and good vs bad natured people. I don’t want to go into more detail. Definitely cried. God. Love u Britney ❤️🩹
The world simply is… It is enough to exist in the world and marvel at it.
Cozily nihilistic read. I took my time with this one. I’m so glad I did.
- I loved reading a book that almost completely gets rid of gender. It felt so much more light and safe to read about Dex and Mosscap. - The world building is so beautiful. I tried to sit back and absorb the stunningly described scenes that Becky Chambers paints. I would love to see this adapted into a cozy Miyazaki film (maybe that’s only because I’ve been into that lately lol). - I was immediately charmed by both Dex and Mosscap when they were both introduced. - The last chapter floored me. It was so beautiful. I cried, I took notes, I underlined. - I find interesting and perplexing the matter-of-fact ever-presence of the Gods existing at the same time as the nihilistic undertones. Will think on this more.
My complaints: - The way the gods are portrayed, they just kind of are and we, the observer, are supposed to just respect them without much thought / backstory and I wish there was a little more relationship-building with the Gods. - I was exhausted even at the introduction of the annoying side character trope and even more exhausted of the “let’s be rude to the obviously annoying side character” follow up. I recognize that Dex not liking Mosscap at first makes the “let’s go together” payoff so special, it just seemed cruel to me and made me really unsympathetic to Dex’s situation. TBH this turned me off so much, I struggled to keep reading. I’m glad I did, though.