I had read one of Joshelyn Jackson's other books, Between, Georgia, and loved it. After reading this book, I will read them all. This short novel ended much too soon. However with these few words, every mother can relate. For every mother who has experienced her own miraculous child, we find with...
Nonny Frett is caught between. She was born into the Crabtree family and secretly adopted into the Frett family, two groups that have been fighting since time immemorial. She wants to divorce her husband but she's caught between lust and lassitude. She's frequently caught between what she want...
A young lady from the deep south finds herself up north in graduate school with an African-American boyfriend. What's more, she can't go home again, for other reasons besides the boyfriend. Ten years ago she killed the town football hero/predator/drinker and left his body moldering in the kudzu...
I was surprised to see so many low ratings for this book! I checked this out from the library two days ago, have hardly put it down, and after finishing it tonight I was very satisfied. The prose is beautiful, it immersed me into the lives of some wonderfully genuine and distinct characters, and ...
Who else did I have? Walcott was out. He’d asked for space, and I owed him anything he asked for, forever. Mimmy or Dad would have expected me to say where I was going, and I’d have to lie. The truth would horrify and frighten them. Bethany wouldn’t have cared what I was up to, but I sure as hell...
The wind was behind me, and I felt it as wolf breath, hot and stinking of old meat, raising the hairs on the back of my neck. I pulled off the highway only when my tugboat of a car needed another tank of gas. The Buick was a guzzler. I fueled up on these stops, too, on bla...
You up?” I had my school stuff ready to go and I was dressed al the way to my shoes. “I’m up,” I cal ed back, trying to sound sleepy even while I was beaming laser-hot “Do not even peek in here” rays at her through the wood. I heard her walk away, and I slunk across the room and pressed my ear ag...
Then Eddie. Tick. Anthony. Hervé. Dwayne. Rhonda. Marvin. Each knows a different Kai with a different last name and a different history, but she always keeps her story straight. I pick up who I am on the fly, eavesdropping. Eddie the yoga teacher believes my father was a T...