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"'My mother,' she says, 'is the source of my unease in the world and thus the only person who can make me feel at home in the world.'"
This is so painstakingly close to being a five-star, but with time it will definitely get there.
I've never seen this book in my life. I found an Instagram account @thelitlist_ and in one of their posts, they showed this book for just a few seconds. Immediately, I connected with the painting on the cover and the font captured me, and I knew I needed this book in my life. I ordered it at Barnes & Noble, and when it came in and I read the back of the book, it only solidified the fact that I needed to read this book as soon as I could.
This is a literary fiction piece that deserves more praise than it gets. Our narrator, Hannah, discusses the life of her fractured family as if no one is listening; as if she is speaking to herself in a mirror. The book mostly focuses on her Jewish heritage, the constant comparison she faces within herself and others to her two sisters, and mostly highlights her complicated relationship with her mother and growing up.
This novel is deeply personal to me and felt like a reflection of my soul. To get personal, I grew up quickly, or at least as quickly as a 12-year-old thought she could. I developed faster and 'bigger' than most girls my age, and instead of being a kid, I craved being an adult. I'd wear crop tops, tight dresses, short skirts, makeup, anything to make me look like I'm not a girl but a woman. Now, at the age of 21, I mourn the childhood I missed out on. I wish I listened to all of the adults in my life when they said "You grow up so fast, you'll be a senior before you know it!" Now, I wear bows in my hair, cover myself up, have stuffed animals lining my bed, and adore the color pink. I wish I could go back and tell myself to just live in the age you are, not the age you want to be.
This book has made me feel and that's what literature should do. Enchantment is the book I've been craving and I'm a bit sad to hear this seems to be her only novel.
To reference fellow reviews, yes this book is sad and angsty, yes this book is full of word-fluff and goes on tangents that could have just been four words, and yes this book is special.
This is so painstakingly close to being a five-star, but with time it will definitely get there.
I've never seen this book in my life. I found an Instagram account @thelitlist_ and in one of their posts, they showed this book for just a few seconds. Immediately, I connected with the painting on the cover and the font captured me, and I knew I needed this book in my life. I ordered it at Barnes & Noble, and when it came in and I read the back of the book, it only solidified the fact that I needed to read this book as soon as I could.
This is a literary fiction piece that deserves more praise than it gets. Our narrator, Hannah, discusses the life of her fractured family as if no one is listening; as if she is speaking to herself in a mirror. The book mostly focuses on her Jewish heritage, the constant comparison she faces within herself and others to her two sisters, and mostly highlights her complicated relationship with her mother and growing up.
This novel is deeply personal to me and felt like a reflection of my soul. To get personal, I grew up quickly, or at least as quickly as a 12-year-old thought she could. I developed faster and 'bigger' than most girls my age, and instead of being a kid, I craved being an adult. I'd wear crop tops, tight dresses, short skirts, makeup, anything to make me look like I'm not a girl but a woman. Now, at the age of 21, I mourn the childhood I missed out on. I wish I listened to all of the adults in my life when they said "You grow up so fast, you'll be a senior before you know it!" Now, I wear bows in my hair, cover myself up, have stuffed animals lining my bed, and adore the color pink. I wish I could go back and tell myself to just live in the age you are, not the age you want to be.
This book has made me feel and that's what literature should do. Enchantment is the book I've been craving and I'm a bit sad to hear this seems to be her only novel.
To reference fellow reviews, yes this book is sad and angsty, yes this book is full of word-fluff and goes on tangents that could have just been four words, and yes this book is special.
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