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Average rating4.8
Out now! My favorite book of the year so far!
The best thing about this book is its lush prose and musicality. What a privilege it was to read it and follow Stephen growth and emotional journey, to feel you have been given access to his mind.
“I've only know myself in song, between notes, in that place where language won't suffice but the drums might, might speak for us, might speak for what is on our hearts, and in this moment, as the music gahers pace, looping round once more, passing frenzy, approaching ecstasy, all my dance moves are my father's”
Reading this felt like a gift because I've felt so many of Stephen feelings before, and I've been where he has been and would never be able to put it into words. Stephen might only know himself in song, but Caleb certainly knows in words.
“I didn't feel like myself there. I didn't like this me, who was insecure, and rarely at ease; who felt like he was living in a city with no community to lean on, no one to just spend some time with; who not knowing how to dismantle his loneliness, cocooned, retreated.” ”I want him to be more open, to allow me the space to say, I feel broken, and I'm slowly taking myself apart, so I might build myself up once more”
This was a very emotional book about family, community, love, friendship, grief, and life. It also touches racism and the importance of our past and roots to better understand ourselves.
Thank you Grove Atlantic and NetGalley for the ARC in exchange for an honest review.
TW – Depression, loneliness, death of a parent