Where the Crawdads Sing

Very simplistic plot and characters. Each character felt like a total archetype (quarterback jock, “wild” girl, young pure love, prissy townspeople...). At some points I felt like I was reading a high schooler's short story.

The writing felt heavy-handed at times with people's “accents” and the nature descriptions. How many times do I need to read that the marsh was beautiful and wild and alive and..etc etc. in soooo much flowery language?

I enjoyed the uncomplicated depictions of the familial and romantic love that Kya developed with others as she grew older. I also liked Sunday Justice, the cat.