★ Gordon Wyant
5/5 stars . . . but this rating system can't encompass something so amazing.
Wow. How to write a review for this book? It is so many things and nothing at all. A multitude of stories and just a piece of a whole. The fleeting strand of a memory from long ago; images and words and emotions sitting tantalizingly on the surface of your mind, yet somehow eluding your every attempt to put shape to the smoke. Something there and gone, there and gone . . . a melancholic happiness that sublimates the moment we focus on it. As a result, I fear this review may end up more of a rambling incoherence. But, hopefully, I can distill some form from the chaos.
Wow. How to write a review for this book? It is so many things and nothing at all. A multitude of stories and just a piece of a whole. The fleeting strand of a memory from long ago; images and words and emotions sitting tantalizingly on the surface of your mind, yet somehow eluding your every attempt to put shape to the smoke. Something there and gone, there and gone . . . a melancholic happiness that sublimates the moment we focus on it. As a result, I fear this review may end up more of a rambling incoherence. But, hopefully, I can distill some form from the chaos.
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