Between the Spark and the Burn by April Genevieve TucholkeMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
Gorgeous and haunting----even better than its predecessor!
If I could give this book a million stars, I would.
When I first opened up Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea, I was floored by Tucholke's writing style. It was lyrical, horrifyingly real, and so unique that I was plucked from my tiny apartment and thrown into the book's setting, almost like I was right there beside Violet and River in Echo.
Book two, Between the Spark and the Burn, did exactly that. And then some. I was worried about this sequel taking on a new setting, especially when the town of Echo had become so close to my heart from the first book. But as always, Tucholke proved me wrong. Her writing style was just a deliriously and wonderfully haunting as ever, and the characters came to life off of the page.
I felt, while reading this, that I was under River's Glow, that I was racing across the country in a car with Violet and Neely, Sunshine and Luke, chasing strange radio rumors in search of a boy who might---or might not---be the devil.
The way Tucholke weaves her sentences, her settings, her characters, all together, is fascinating. I don't think anyone has her style or her flair, and while the story in itself is incredible, the writing is what does it for me.
I am so sad to be leaving this series behind. I wish it could go on and on, and the way Tucholke left book two, it's quite possible that it could in the future.
Amazing job. I can't give this one enough praise.
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I loved the first book. I'll have to check it out!
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ReplyDeleteAs a writer of the sassy, savvy, insane yooFEMisms we A-L-L go through in this finite existence, I as well as you gotta lotta angst, too, and the synonymous metaphors which shall creeep stealthily across thy brain like the vivid, brazen dawn are the cohesion which brings U.S. together, girl.
So, see if you cannot subliminally 'read-between-the-lines' or VERBUM SAT SAPIENTI (Latin: words to the wise): here's summore symbiotically-explosive-coolness done in sardonic satires when we passed-away:
Here's what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you' -the Infant Jesus of Prague.
Go git'm, girl. You're incredible.
See you Upstairs...
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That's cool... but, yet, where is your indelible SOUL going after you leave your mortal body (our physical bodies decompose)? Find-out where we went...
ReplyDeleteAs a writer of the sassy, savvy, insane yooFEMisms we A-L-L go through in this finite existence, I as well as you gotta lotta angst, too, and the synonymous metaphors which shall creeep stealthily across thy brain like the vivid, brazen dawn are the cohesion which brings U.S. together, girl.
So, see if you cannot subliminally 'read-between-the-lines' or VERBUM SAT SAPIENTI (Latin: words to the wise): here's summore symbiotically-explosive-coolness done in sardonic satires when we passed-away:
Here's what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you' -the Infant Jesus of Prague.
Go git'm, girl. You're incredible.
See you Upstairs...
thesuperseedoftime.blogspot.com