I argued with a few of the characters, even at the resolution (which was damn good, by the way). Where the Crawdads Sings has a lot of dimensions, and I recommend reading it with a friend or a book club.
It was slow-going in the beginning, and I was of course unfamiliar with the narrative voice at that point. I was therefore wary of retaining the sensory details if only fleeting scenery or background information. However, author Delia Owens is consistent in the marsh and its lovely creatures as analogies for human behavior, the life cycle, and the will to live. And Kya, an illiterate and penniless child raising herself, is its unassuming guide.
A review of Where the Crawdads Sing (Delia Owens) (Cassandra Campbell, narrator).
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"Found My Niche" by AZ popped up in my stream a week ago. Spotify hasn't tallied it yet, but I've played it at least 20 times since then. The beat -- or the vibe of the beat -- reminds me of "Dreams" by Big Noyd, but the content is different.
At any rate, "Found My Niche" is new from AZ in 2020. He might ride the beat with a syncopated flow:
... a lot of sexin'
A lot of weapons
Then exhale in one long breath:
Feelin' like a killer inside / My soul died / 'Til the god Wise / Opened my eyes (Word up)
The storytelling. The flow. The lyricism.
... especially the flow and the lyricism.
I'm feeling this one!
A review of "Found My Niche" (AZ).
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The Resurrectionist is still genius. E.B. Hudspeth: you hit a homerun with this one; it is your magnum opus.
I almost forgot about The Lost Work of Dr. Spencer Black until a few weeks ago, when I noticed I had liked it on Facebook. Right away I bought my own copy, then re-read it as soon as it came.
"You balance a stick on the backs of your hands just along the knuckles while you play.... however, the stick will never fall to the floor, bravo! When I perform, the stick falls, then a symphony flows from me."
Dammit! I had to get up and breathe on that one. Dr. Spencer Black loved himself, and Hudspeth gives him a prose that's both literary and lyrical.
I highly recommend the hardcover. "The Codex Extinct Animalia" within is a collector's item.
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