Genre: Fiction, Romance, Suspense
“The lagoon smelled of life and death at once, an organic jumbling of promise and decay.”
Delia Owens’ first novel, Where the Crawdads Sing, is full of pulsating sunsets; each sunset, a different story, each twilight, a divergent euphoria.
“She never collected lightning bugs in bottles, you learn a lot more about something when its not in a jar.”
If you are a person who finds his or her release in a book full of doleful melancholy, this feel-good novel is not for you. This novel, however, explores certain facets of loneliness but a reader will never find himself or herself alone. This novel is all about the calmness of a ripple in the sea and about the dewy grass under a quilt of thick mist. It is these little feel-good things that we take for granted, that actually make us happy; and luckily, this novel is all about them.
“And somewhere within, she worried she was also a piece of beach art, a curiosity to be turned over in his hands, then tossed back on the sand.”
Kya or the Marsh Girl, as she is commonly known in Barkley Cove, becomes a suspect for a murder. Kya, whose soul could only find closure with the marsh waters and the seagulls, and whose only family was Jumpin’ and Mabel, folks from the Coloured Town (its 1960s), is arrested and trialled for the murder of Chase Andrews, a popular quarterback in town who was secretly in love with her. How did Kya end up in this spiral of love is what Where the Crawdads Sing is all about.
“Leaning on someone leaves you on the ground.”
In the middle of this chaos, there is Tate, the only guy who taught Kya what it means to trust someone other than the sea. There is poetry, there is philosophy and there is innocence.
“Faces change with life’s toll, but eyes remain a window to what was.”
This novel has a music of its own and it ends up tuning into your soul and leaving you mesmerised by the rhythm of your own heartbeat. A must read!
1. But whenever she stumbled, it was the land that caught her.
2. Go as far as you can- way out yonder where the crawdads sing.
3. His dad told him many times that the definition of a real man is one who cries without shame, reads poetry with his heart, feels opera in his soul, and does what’s necessary to defend a woman.
4. Barkley Cove served its religion hard-boiled and deep-fried.
5. Sand keeps secrets better than mud.
6. There are some who can live without wild things, and some who cannot.
7. Time ensures children never know their parents young.
8. Needing people ended in hurt.
9. Touching someone meant giving a part of herself away, a piece she never got back.
10. She hung like the sail where the wind just went out.
11. Why should the injured, the still bleeding, bear the onus of forgiveness?
12. It seemed to Kya that when Chase played these melancholy tunes was when he most had a soul.
13. Perhaps love is best left as a fallow field.
14. The next tide, the next current would design another sandbar, and another, but never this one. Not the one who caught her.
15. In another time and place, an old black man and a young white woman might have hugged. But not there, not then.
16. I guess some things can’t be explained, only forgiven or not.
17. She held it against her heart. Where else would one need a compass more than in this place?
18. Many times she’d seen marsh waters swallow yesterday’s story.
19. A lesser male needs to shout to be noticed.