Where The Crawdads Sing

Where The Crawdads Sing

Adult fiction
"On the morning of October 30, 1969, the body of Chase Andrews
lay in the swamp, which would have absorbed it silently, routinely.
Hiding it for good. A swamp knows all about death, and doesn't
necessarily define it as tragedy, certainly not as sin. But this
morning two boys from the village rode their bikes out to the old fire
tower and, from the third switchback, spotted his denim jacket."
Chase was the only child of one of his small town's wealthiest,
most influential families. He was also a big time high school
football star. So when the word of his untimely death and the
possibility of it being a homicide spreads people are up in arms,
demanding that the sheriff bring the killer to justice. That won't be
easy. Many clues like foot and fingerprints are basically missing.
But before his demise Chase had been seen with the local pariah, a
lone woman known as the Marsh Girl. So they had their suspect.
Kya was born into a marsh dwelling family brutalized by paternal
alcoholism and child abuse. When she was six her mother reached her
breaking point and left, never to return. Her older siblings also
abandoned her. After awhile even her dad was gone.
So we have a 10-year-old child, one who quit school after a day
because the other kids tormented her, alone in a shack lacking running
water and electricity with nobody to provide for even her most basic
needs. She lives painfully alone, shunned by townspeople who consider
her filthy, nasty, and dangerous.
Alternating chapters spin the narratives of Kya's life and the
crime investigation. In addition to creating a truly engaging tale,
Delia Owens poses a question we would do well to ponder: are some
people shunned because they are different; or do they become different
because they are shunned?
On a purrrsonal note, my week continues to be awesome. I spent
Wednesday evening with some of my new Poor People's Campaign friends
at a river side park making signs, talking, singing, and eating yummy
snacks. Thursday we had a highly inspiring zoom.
I hope your weekend looks promising. Mine surely does. Between a
possible trip to camp, the Veazie townwide yard sale, and the family
Fathers' Day cookout I should have a fine time. (Jules)
After seeing the zoom I approve. They seem like good people who like
cats. (Tobago)
A great big shout out goes out to all nationwide involved in Poor
People's Campaign. We are family. Also to those of our readers who
are fathers.
Tobago and Jules Hathaway


Sent from my iPod