Book Review: How I Came to Sparkle Again

 

 

I typically find the books I read through word of mouth, or GoodReads. I add them to my list of to read and go through them methodically. I’m a creature of habit what can I say. But once in a while I surprise myself, and found this book at my local Giant while grocery shopping. Something about the picture on the cover caught my eye, I read the back cover and in my cart it went (It didn’t hurt that they had a sale on books as well).

The description of the story also grabbed my attention, to be specific, the part about a young girl who loses her mother. I like to read others’ experience of losing a parent at a young age to compare to my own experience and have found it really helpful in navigating through my own thoughts.

So maybe it isn’t quite fair to critique the entire book since I was truly only interested in one facet of the story, and this book had a few stories entangled into one. That being said, the story itself unfolded like an episode of any (fill in the blank here) show. The everyday drama of infidelity, love, and loss.

What I liked about the book was the expression of emotions. They were very real and undramatized. What I didn’t like about the book was the lack of depth in emotions, I felt the writer, Kaya McLaren could have taken it a step further. It just felt like she stopped short at times.

What I didn’t like about the book was its lack of juiciness, which tends to make it a little like what I made for dinner last night…unforgettable.

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We read to learn, to feel, to laugh, to understand others. We write to teach, express, communicate, to inspire others. I created Invisible Ink as an outlet of sorts, an area where I can organize the chaos; a place where hopefully I can be true to myself, and my readers. Writing is personal, it takes a brave and dedicated soul to formulate a piece and then share it with the world. That being said, I get just as much out of reading other's work as I do sharing mine ( I am always open to manuscript review swaps, just send me a message). Words read off a page evoke emotions. When taken out of context, or through an out of focus lens - anyone can mold the words, shifting their meaning to fit their agenda or distorted outlook. Staying true to form and myself, I won't censor my content, but I will censor my audience. Whatever lens you happen to be reading this through - I hope you enjoy!

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