Book #83 of 2020 | The Mothers by Brit Bennett

Title: The Mothers

Author: Brit Bennett

Thoughts: I really wanted to love this book, because I really liked Bennett’s recent book, The Vanishing Half. But The Mothers, Bennett’s debut novel, just didn’t do it for me. There’s just SO many characters and SO many plot lines and all of them are wonderful individually, but together seem a little…claustrophobic? There’s just a little too much happening and I didn’t really feel fulfilled by the ending.

Favorite Lines:
“Her father propped his sadness on a pew, but she put her sad in places no one could see.” (p. 5)

“She licked cinnamon sugar off her fingers, sun-heavy and happy, the type of happiness that before might have felt ordinary, but now seemed fragile, like if she stood too quickly, it might slide off her shoulders and break.” (p. 27)

“Grief was not a line, carrying you infinitely further from loss. You never knew when you would be sling-shot backward into its grip.” (p. 57)

“Monique and Kasey’s love for Aubrey hung in their eyes, and even though it wasn’t meant for Nadia, she inched closer, holding her hands up to the warmth.” (p. 79)

“It was strange, learning the contours of another’s loneliness. You could never know it all at once; like stepping inside a dark cave, you felt along the walls, bumped into jagged edges.” (p. 94)

“The pier was nothing but a long piece of wood that kept crumbling until it was rebuilt, and years later, she wondered if that was the point, if sometimes the glory was in rebuilding the broken thing, not the result but the process of trying.” (p. 169)

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