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astridrv's review against another edition
A poetic exploration of motherhood, what it means to connect, support, depend, love, defend, fight, accept, change, cherish.
How do we talk, how do we see, how do we understand, how do we care for in a world so entangled with norms and in lives so defined by primordial co-dependency? Those were the questions I found within this tale about ableism, queerness and normativity dashed with magical realism and wilderness. Sometimes a bit too didactic, and maybe a bit repetitive when there was so much to explore, but overall successful at repeatedly stabbing me in the heart.
Still want listen to the music at the end of the book, but here are some quotes :
"Is this what it means to be a mother, then? To be in constant, irrational conflict with one's own child? To be constantly challenged by the stubborn will of a creature who doesn't respond to logic or reason, and who always wins?"
"The feeling is something like fear, but it isn't fear. It's more like an acknowledgement that he is going to die one day. (...) He can't stop thinking about how his body is not much more than a bag of water, waiting to be broken."
"I'm not sure I like it, but I listen very carefully because I want to believe in you, and before long I'm falling forward into a sound-world of your making."
"He's all fired up. A week ago, you were a hopeless case to him, and of no interest at all, and he did everything possible to avoid remembering that you existed because he hated the feeling of being powerless to change you. But now your father has hope."
"And as I watch you eat that rat - the fresh offal hanging down from your beak - I truly understood, maybe for the first time, what it means to be a mother. One day you won't need me, Chouette. It's only natural. The day will come when you feast upon my liver and fly away, leaving the rest of me for the scavengers. It's a wonder that any woman ever agrees to be a mother, when the fruits of motherhood are inevitably conflict and remorse, to be followed by death and disembowlement."
"He is convinced that there is a perfect dog-child in you somewhere. He just needs to keep poking holes in you until the holes are so big that a perfect dog-child can crawl right out of your body."
"To your father I am a box that needs to be opened on his way to helping you, and it doesn't really matter to him if he finds the key to me, or if he needs to smash me open with a hammer."
"Is life nothing more than a continuous retreat from our own true selves, as we're hammered into shape (...)?"
"Life is, in fact, a battle, and the pursuit of goodess is a fragile aspriation when survival calls for ruthless cruelty, especially from mothers."
"I come to a startling realization: that the world is populated not only by dog-people, but by all kinds of people, by cow-people and wolf-people, armadillo-people and cat-people, toad-people and nomads, and small town librarians; (...) They're waiting at bus stops, and peering out car windows, and crossing in crosswalks. They're embracing in optimistic, joyful celebration of their love for one another. They're selling melons and cabbage. They're digging ditches."
"And maybe my heart lightens a little, and maybe not."
How do we talk, how do we see, how do we understand, how do we care for in a world so entangled with norms and in lives so defined by primordial co-dependency? Those were the questions I found within this tale about ableism, queerness and normativity dashed with magical realism and wilderness. Sometimes a bit too didactic, and maybe a bit repetitive when there was so much to explore, but overall successful at repeatedly stabbing me in the heart.
Still want listen to the music at the end of the book, but here are some quotes :
"Is this what it means to be a mother, then? To be in constant, irrational conflict with one's own child? To be constantly challenged by the stubborn will of a creature who doesn't respond to logic or reason, and who always wins?"
"The feeling is something like fear, but it isn't fear. It's more like an acknowledgement that he is going to die one day. (...) He can't stop thinking about how his body is not much more than a bag of water, waiting to be broken."
"I'm not sure I like it, but I listen very carefully because I want to believe in you, and before long I'm falling forward into a sound-world of your making."
"He's all fired up. A week ago, you were a hopeless case to him, and of no interest at all, and he did everything possible to avoid remembering that you existed because he hated the feeling of being powerless to change you. But now your father has hope."
"And as I watch you eat that rat - the fresh offal hanging down from your beak - I truly understood, maybe for the first time, what it means to be a mother. One day you won't need me, Chouette. It's only natural. The day will come when you feast upon my liver and fly away, leaving the rest of me for the scavengers. It's a wonder that any woman ever agrees to be a mother, when the fruits of motherhood are inevitably conflict and remorse, to be followed by death and disembowlement."
"He is convinced that there is a perfect dog-child in you somewhere. He just needs to keep poking holes in you until the holes are so big that a perfect dog-child can crawl right out of your body."
"To your father I am a box that needs to be opened on his way to helping you, and it doesn't really matter to him if he finds the key to me, or if he needs to smash me open with a hammer."
"Is life nothing more than a continuous retreat from our own true selves, as we're hammered into shape (...)?"
"Life is, in fact, a battle, and the pursuit of goodess is a fragile aspriation when survival calls for ruthless cruelty, especially from mothers."
"I come to a startling realization: that the world is populated not only by dog-people, but by all kinds of people, by cow-people and wolf-people, armadillo-people and cat-people, toad-people and nomads, and small town librarians; (...) They're waiting at bus stops, and peering out car windows, and crossing in crosswalks. They're embracing in optimistic, joyful celebration of their love for one another. They're selling melons and cabbage. They're digging ditches."
"And maybe my heart lightens a little, and maybe not."
Content Warnings
Graphic: Animal cruelty, Animal death, Violence, and Blood
Moderate: Medical content, Medical trauma, Pregnancy, and Injury/Injury detail
Minor: Death, Gore, Toxic relationship, Excrement, Vomit, and Murder
hsbean's review against another edition
challenging
emotional
hopeful
mysterious
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
3.75
belwooga's review against another edition
dark
emotional
mysterious
fast-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
5.0
alexseekingspecfic's review against another edition
challenging
dark
reflective
tense
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? It's complicated
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
4.0
kthibeault's review against another edition
4.0
This book reads like poetry which might put off some readers, but I absolutely loved the lyricism of it. It is such an interesting and unique way to examine motherhood. I have never read anything like it.
brnczv's review against another edition
dark
emotional
tense
fast-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? No
- Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated
4.5
dieanderelea's review against another edition
4.0
I don’t really know what to write. I’ve read many books about motherhood, and this is one of the better ones. I can’t imagine what it’s like to have a child, especially a non-neurotypical child or one with a disability. I found this discussion incredibly fascinating, even though some parts were rather repetitive. Tiny may seem crazy at times, but in the end, she loves her child more than anything else in the world, and that came through clearly in the story.
The book is very well written. Truly phenomenal. The humor was genuinely funny, the heavy scenes were truly distressing, and the parts that bordered on horror were indeed uncomfortable.
When I finished the book, I had to take a moment to think about what all the metaphors meant. Most of the time, we know owls as wise creatures, but they are also known to be mysterious, patient, and solitary. In contrast, dogs are conformist, obedient, and pack animals.
The book works so well because it constantly presents contrasts. At first, I thought I would probably like the story better as a full-fledged fairy tale, entirely removed from the real world, but then I realized that setting it in reality serves the message. It’s the atypical within the typical.
A very impressive little work, though it becomes repetitive at times and somewhat difficult to read.
The book is very well written. Truly phenomenal. The humor was genuinely funny, the heavy scenes were truly distressing, and the parts that bordered on horror were indeed uncomfortable.
When I finished the book, I had to take a moment to think about what all the metaphors meant. Most of the time, we know owls as wise creatures, but they are also known to be mysterious, patient, and solitary. In contrast, dogs are conformist, obedient, and pack animals.
The book works so well because it constantly presents contrasts. At first, I thought I would probably like the story better as a full-fledged fairy tale, entirely removed from the real world, but then I realized that setting it in reality serves the message. It’s the atypical within the typical.
A very impressive little work, though it becomes repetitive at times and somewhat difficult to read.
nonetheless_she_read's review against another edition
challenging
dark
emotional
sad
tense
medium-paced
5.0