Just finished Delia Owens’ stunning novel Where the Crawdads Sing, and I want to start again. What a book! ⠀
Set in the coastal waters of North Carolina, it’s a heartbreakingly beautiful story about love and loss, truth and justice, redemption, friendship, and the transformative power of nature.
The story, at once a murder mystery and coming-of-age tale, unfolds through the eyes of the young protagonist Kya, “Marsh Girl,” an unforgettable character who brings to mind Francie Nolan from Bessie Smith’s masterpiece A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. Like Francie, Kya spends long hours alone, relying on her imagination to escape her reality, a life of abject poverty and relentless longing.
The plot is fantastic, fast moving, and engaging, but for me, what makes this book soar is the writing. It’s hands down some of the best prose I’ve read in a long time. Incandescent, lush, evocative, and mesmerizing, passage after passage seems to sing and transport you to another time and place, a place where there are no phones or feeds or tweets, where the days pass by the sea, watching the herons, eagles, and mud turtles, where autumn arrives with the sycamore trees turning brilliant shades of red and gold, and where the marsh becomes a world unto itself. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Find a quiet space and pick up this book and allow yourself to fall into a world of wonder and beauty.