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💗💚💛🧡💗💚💛🧡 Loved everything about this book right down to the afterward/author's note at the very end. She wanted her readers to cry, and I can 100% say she was successful when it came to this reader - though mostly it was exactly during this portion of the #audiobook.😝😢💙

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I remember each summer that I lived on the commune that one of us would get a horrific infection from chigger bites. Nasty little buggers.

I found this to be a novel of wonderful rhythmic hypnotic prose. It took me a few sittings, but I found myself swept up in Gopi's world of grief and squash.

It‘s unassuming, on a grieving family of Jains in England. After Ma dies, dad gets his three daughters into squash, and one of them really takes to it, embracing the sounds and rhythms of the play and the game flow and its strategies.

This finishes the #Booker2023 longlist for me

This book was beautifully written. Haunting. The intergenerational and intercultural dynamics were welcome. Not entirely happy ending. But hopeful

#Desert

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I just realized that Emma Straub‘s dad was Peter Straub (mental note to move his book ‘Ghost Story‘ up my tbr pile). This novel is really a love letter to a fictionalized version of him from a fictionalized version of her. I enjoyed the sweet father-daughter dynamic. The time travel aspect made me feel wistful and wish I could occasionally go back in time too.

Haven‘t read this one! But it‘s definitely a #SkiResort setting ⛷️❄️ 🏔️

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@Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks

My next book. I finished The Sound and the Fury tonight and started this. It‘s my last left from the #Booker2023 longlist.

We meet Gopi in the aftermath of losing her mother. She's the youngest of 3 girls and Dad, in his quiet way, isn't coping. No one in this family is dealing with their grief.

Grief and loss open up massive spaces and Gopi fills her space by playing Squash at Western Lane every day.

This is a short book at less than 200 pages but I feel like it needs a good edit. I like what this book is trying to communicate but the execution falls flat.

I closed my eyes and walked down an aisle at the library. A book called to me. I love occasionally finding books this way. This memoir is what I consider to be the real story of what the result was of the Vietnam War. Trussoni‘s father was a ‘tunnel rat‘, entering tunnels to find the enemy or POW‘s. Ultimately, this experience and his divorce broke him. Trussoni spends her childhood/teen years with him even after her mother & siblings move 🔽