5 Stars
Few things can encapsulate both the abject and sublime--but this does.
This is definitely one of those books where less is more. The writing is concise, almost to the point of being terse. There is space between the words and contained within it is more emotion than you could imagine. I have not felt this level of distillation since reading Hemingway.
This is bleak, dark, and relentless. It is also pulls you forward. There's no stopping. You're on the road.
The pacing is wonderful. It's a constant surge of the sea against you as you read. Riding one up one wave and plummeting down the trough. At some point, you think the sea will calm, that you'll have a moment to catch your breath, but it just pulls you, throws you.
Take my hand. I don't want you to see this.
What you put in your head is there forever?
Yes.
It's okay Papa.
It's okay?
They're already there.
I don't want you to look.
They'll still be there.
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