{"id":37076,"date":"2020-02-18T00:01:13","date_gmt":"2020-02-18T04:01:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/blog\/?p=37076"},"modified":"2020-02-18T00:01:13","modified_gmt":"2020-02-18T04:01:13","slug":"review-of-where-the-crawdads-sing-by-delia-owens","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sonderbooks.com\/blog\/?p=37076","title":{"rendered":"Review of Where the Crawdads Sing, by Delia Owens"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Where the Crawdads Sing<\/em><\/p>\n

by Delia Owens<\/p>\n

G. P. Putnam\u2019s Sons, 2018. 370 pages.
\nStarred Review
\nReview written January 27, 2020, from a library book<\/p>\n

Where the Crawdads Sing<\/em> came out in 2018, when I was busy reading for the Newbery committee and didn\u2019t have any time for adult books. But the book is still<\/em> tremendously popular and always on hold, so I decided to get on the list for it and see what all the fuss was about.<\/p>\n

I was not disappointed. This is a book with a mystery and a dramatic courtroom scene. But it is mostly a poignant story of a girl who\u2019s been abandoned over and over again, has had to figure out life on her own, but who lives a beautiful life understanding the natural world and all its wonders.<\/p>\n

The Prologue of the book tells us about a dead body in a swamp in 1969. Then the main body of the book opens in 1952 when Kya is six years old and her mother walks away from their shack in the marsh and never comes back. One by one, her older sisters and brothers leave as well. She gets a few years with Pa before he starts drinking again and one day never returns. So Kya has to figure out how to survive in the marsh from ten years old.<\/p>\n

She\u2019s a resourceful little girl. And she knows the marsh like nobody else. She knows how to hide from people like truant officers \u2013 after trying exactly one day of school in the town. She figures out how to cook and how to get food and supplies. And she knows all the creatures and birds that share her home.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, interwoven with scenes of Kya growing up are stories of the investigation of the dead body in the swamp. The body was a popular young man in the town, a star football player when he was in high school. He fell from an old fire tower. But there are no footprints in the mud leading up to it, not even his own. Gossip starts to mention that he once spent time with the Marsh Girl.<\/p>\n

This is also a story of the men Kya eventually meets. One is a beautiful love story \u2013 but like so many other people in her life, he lets her down. And then there\u2019s the story of the young man she turned to out of loneliness.<\/p>\n

All along the way there are beautiful descriptions of life \u2013 all sorts of life \u2013 in the marsh. There\u2019s poetry about it and we come to understand Kya\u2019s wild heart. It\u2019s also a wonderful story of how she builds a beautiful life. Of course, that will all be threatened if she\u2019s convicted of murder.<\/p>\n

Here\u2019s the first paragraph of the Prologue, giving a small taste of the nature writing woven throughout this book:<\/p>\n

Marsh is not swamp. Marsh is a space of light, where grass grows in water, and water flows into the sky. Slow-moving creeks wander, carrying the orb of the sun with them to the sea, and long-legged birds lift with unexpected grace \u2013 as though not built to fly \u2013 against the roar of a thousand snow geese.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

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Source: This review is based on a library book from Fairfax County Public Library.<\/p>\n

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