In the wake of her mother's suicide, Leigh is convinced her mother has turned into a bird and is trying to communicate with her. The story itself is an interesting journey that does more than the typical YA grief novel. She comes across as realistic, flawed and complex. Leigh's first-person narrative - though prone to a kind of synesthesia - is far more frank and lacking in bullshit than I'd expected. Honestly, all that is a little misleading. I probably wouldn't have read The Astonishing Color of After if I hadn't noticed it on my library's new releases page and thought "why not?" Talk of magical realism and a mother who turns into a bird made it sound a little too weird for my tastes plus, talk of "lush writing" and comparisons to writers like Nova Ren Suma made me think it might be an obnoxiously flowery magical realism book. There were so many beautiful thoughts, emotions and moments captured perfectly with words.
“She’s forgotten how to be happy,” I told him.Īs you can see from the picture I shared on instagram, this book was so quotable. Why was it so hard to talk about this? Why did my mother’s condition feel like this big secret? Depression, I opened my mouth to say, but the word refused to take shape.
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