![]() ![]() It was my favourite book and home to Celie, the black character I identified with most in the world, because she was ugly and got treated ugly but still found her way to a happy ending. "I cut the article out and placed it reverent-like between the pages of my hardback edition of The Colour Purple. ![]() If my copy wasn't autographed, I'd pass it around like a joint at a drum circle. ![]() This is just darn good writing, and as good a summer read as I could ever desire. ![]() I won't call Ernessa Carter's novel "women's fiction" because it transcends that. Oh, if only there were more novels like 32 CANDLES to reclaim the woman's novel from the trite romance mire! The protagonist Davie Jones is sufficiently complex, unique, edgy and sometimes even downright dastardly to accomplish something seldom felt in women's fiction - an actual feeling of realism. What a wonderful, sparkly surprise this book was! "Chick Lit" is such a nasty phrase that's bandied about and hurled at some of the most politically backwards, uninspired novels I've had the misfortune of reading. I swallowed this book whole, skipped a couple of showers and showed up late to work after casually starting to read this two days ago, and being so thoroughly sucked in that my life dimmed a little around the edges. ![]()
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