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A review by eemilycolleen
Briefly, A Delicious Life by Nell Stevens
reflective
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? No
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.75
oh :') i very enjoyed this and in fact the last line made me weep. such a loving, thoughtful story about daring to notice and wanting so badly to be noticed back; about all the tiny ways love can fill you to the brim. blanca's fascination with george really killed me, i am really biting back Emotion here. QUEER IDENTIFICATORY DESIRE! "a hot and restless urge to look—and, by looking, to know”!!!!!!!!! that's the shit. i am SAD.
quotes that killed me especially:
- I imagined, sometimes, that they were my clothes, that I could be as real and sharp and clothed as George, could straddle a wall and smoke a cigar and write a book. That night, though, I was so tired and so alone that I imagined the clothes were George herself, that she was enveloping me, pressing back when I pressed her.
- It is as though I am watching my soul, she thinks, walking around in clothes and boots, outside of my body. It is a terrible, agonizing, unbearable experience and she goes back to the theater night after night to feel it again.
- Sometimes, she thinks, you just know that someone has something to do with you. One of the friends writes back: are you in love with him or do you want to eat him?
:')
quotes that killed me especially:
- I imagined, sometimes, that they were my clothes, that I could be as real and sharp and clothed as George, could straddle a wall and smoke a cigar and write a book. That night, though, I was so tired and so alone that I imagined the clothes were George herself, that she was enveloping me, pressing back when I pressed her.
- It is as though I am watching my soul, she thinks, walking around in clothes and boots, outside of my body. It is a terrible, agonizing, unbearable experience and she goes back to the theater night after night to feel it again.
- Sometimes, she thinks, you just know that someone has something to do with you. One of the friends writes back: are you in love with him or do you want to eat him?
:')