
I'm not sure what the fuss was about this book. Maybe my hopes were too high; maybe I just wanted it to be like Fly By Night, which is impossible–that book is just too good. Anyway, the crow was a weird mix of crass, poetic, trite, and flowery, in a way that just didn't seem to fit together. The book obviously tried really hard to be funny, but it didn't succeed. And all of the pat answers and wrapped up emotions were a bit much to swallow.
I'm not sure how this got on my list since I'm trying not to read books about white women anymore. But it was okay. The characters weren't all that likable, but they were understandable–I mean, you understand why they act the way they do. There was a lot of telling and not much showing, but that did make the story move along.
This book was very basic (ie, trite). I only got through two chapters (Death and Sex) but each one started with a list disguised as a paragraph of all the different ways, say, that someone can die, or that people can be intimate with each other. Was she trying to meet a word limit? Then there were some interesting stories of people's lives, then she attempted to sum the chapter up with some banal non-wisdom.
Oh, man. I read this book straight through in one sitting. I love, love, loved it. You already know the basic outlines of the story before you read it, but it's so much more than just a dog learning to use some words. There's so much information about how humans learn to talk, about how to be a good teacher, and there are so many fascinating stories about the creative ways that Stella uses and combines her words.
I tore through this 700+ page book, basically forsaking the rest of my life to keep reading. Really, almost nothing happens, but you just want to keep going, getting deeper into these people's lives. I loved Yanagihara's straightforward way of writing, even if the characters and plot occasionally became a little melodramatic.