carlin
disappointing
I've previously read LJJ's debut, At Certain Points We Touch, and this book is really quite similar but less developed
Both books are seemingly obscured re-tellings of her life stories, but dressed up in a fanciful way that maintain a sense of glamour even under the duress of penurious precarity. The debut wasn't for me, but I appreciated its immersiveness and its ruminations on grief.
However in Lean Cat, Savage Cat (meaning of the title remains murky) the fictive narrative doesn't really go anywhere and remains quite shallow throughout. Additionally, I understood the crux around half way through and unfortunately the book became much less rewarding after that point.
I don't think LJJ is for me, but I am guaranteed to learn new words and they make for interesting discussions in our book club :)
disappointing
I've previously read LJJ's debut, At Certain Points We Touch, and this book is really quite similar but less developed
Both books are seemingly obscured re-tellings of her life stories, but dressed up in a fanciful way that maintain a sense of glamour even under the duress of penurious precarity. The debut wasn't for me, but I appreciated its immersiveness and its ruminations on grief.
However in Lean Cat, Savage Cat (meaning of the title remains murky) the fictive narrative doesn't really go anywhere and remains quite shallow throughout. Additionally, I understood the crux around half way through and unfortunately the book became much less rewarding after that point.
I don't think LJJ is for me, but I am guaranteed to learn new words and they make for interesting discussions in our book club :)