Remote Control

Remote Control is a Africanjujuism (LOVE IT) that reads more like African Folklore and I AM HERE FOR IT.

I legit do not know what I was expecting going into this read. I do not think I was expecting anything, but what I found was a wonderful world full of wonder and mystery in the familiarity. First, it took me an entirely long time to read this book. Why? Because I am a chicken shit. That is why, that simple. A lot of what was happening was scary. Most of my chickenism comes from the fact that I genuinely think things like this are possible. I am not getting into why, I just think all things are possible, y ya!

Character development and plot development in its simplicity are thoroughly complete. Sankofa, the adopted daughter of death, happened upon extraordinary powers which complicated her world as she tried to understand it and control it. Truthfully, the story was heartbreaking. Sankofa was just a child when the story started and even though she was a bit older by the end of it, you could not help but feel as if she was still just a child. Your heart ached for her to just be and find peace, love, and normalcy (whatever that might mean). Nnedi Okorafor touches on many different aspects of society and challenges our definition of humanity while calling out the hypocrisy that humans often partake in.

As someone who is always searching for home, this story, the characters, the lyrical and mystical writing gave me a bit of that and left me longing for more.