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A review by gorecki
LaRose by Louise Erdrich
5.0
No other writer has been able to touch and move me as deeply as Louise Erdrich has, is doing, and will keep doing. Many have come close, but none other's words and stories have resonated as deeply in me as hers have. As someone who has read all of her novels, (all but one), I have always thought that there will come a moment when I would grow accustomed to her style and stories. That I will no longer feel that throwing-your-eyes-wide-open pang as when I read my first book by her, The Plague of Doves. How happy I am that I was wrong and that such a moment will never come.
LaRose is an incredible novel about loss, retribution, and healing. During a hunting accident, Landreaux Iron shoots Dusty, the son of a friend and neighbor. Following old traditions and trying to make omends, he offers his own son, LaRose, to fill in the place of Dusty and become a part of Peter, Nola and their daughter Maggie's family. This accident opens new and old wounds in both families and people around them, and takes us on a journey across generations of Ojibwe healers who at one point or another took a new name and were known as LaRose. Starting from the first LaRose, whose real name was Mirage and who saved her husband's life and fought the consumption that years later took her from her loved ones, to the fifth LaRose in the bloodline, who fought loss and saved the lives of both his families.
Louise Erdrich is a remarkable writer who has once again created a novel with just the right amount of myth, magic, and love to create a touching story that is original, heartwarming, and inspiring. Something more - it left me three sentences that have found me at a time when I believe I need them most. In a way, LaRose healed me as well as all the characters in this book:
Sorrow eats time.
Be patient.
Time eats sorrow..
LaRose is an incredible novel about loss, retribution, and healing. During a hunting accident, Landreaux Iron shoots Dusty, the son of a friend and neighbor. Following old traditions and trying to make omends, he offers his own son, LaRose, to fill in the place of Dusty and become a part of Peter, Nola and their daughter Maggie's family. This accident opens new and old wounds in both families and people around them, and takes us on a journey across generations of Ojibwe healers who at one point or another took a new name and were known as LaRose. Starting from the first LaRose, whose real name was Mirage and who saved her husband's life and fought the consumption that years later took her from her loved ones, to the fifth LaRose in the bloodline, who fought loss and saved the lives of both his families.
Louise Erdrich is a remarkable writer who has once again created a novel with just the right amount of myth, magic, and love to create a touching story that is original, heartwarming, and inspiring. Something more - it left me three sentences that have found me at a time when I believe I need them most. In a way, LaRose healed me as well as all the characters in this book:
Sorrow eats time.
Be patient.
Time eats sorrow..