I loved this book. There was something about it that reminded me of Susanna Clarke's Piranesi and a bit of A Christmas Carol. I don't know; the child in me responded to it. The writing is deceptively simple and appears heavy-handed but there is a delicate beauty to the story that sings. Moon is similar to Kacen Callender's other protagonists in their mix of fire and sugar. There's something about them that just draws the reader in and the world of the spirits is described in vivid color. It's an iron bar in a loaf of bread and one I would recommend to my students.
5/5
Quotes:
- "There are a lot of wishes in this world that people mistake for pearls. There are a few in your own world also."
- "Why do adults do that so much - laugh when something isn't really funny? Smile when they aren't really happy?"
- "[...]I can't hold the weight of life in this language that we humans have made with our hands and our tongues. I think we should create a new language; words that we can use to describe the feeling when you sit and breathe and grow an entire universe, blossoming and curling and dying in your chest. What is the word for that?"
- "And what about me? Maybe I'm just a piece of someone else's imagination. Maybe you are too. Hmmm."
- "Just because I'm younger than adults, I don't always have to be happy. Even when I'm sitting alone in my bedroom with nothing but myself and my four walls and my journals, I can't escape my head. There isn't any point."
- "Memories aren't real but they live inside my body anyway. I can feel the ache of them beneath my skin."









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