I gave this author another chance (after saying never again 😅) after receiving this book of poetry in a mystery bundle from her shop. Here are my thoughts.
It’s clear she poured her heart onto these pages. She’s an author, that’s kind of their thing. Anyone who does that should be commended for their vulnerability and courage. I know I can’t fully grasp the difficulties in doing this as a non-author.
But this was really not my jam. I DNF’d at 30% and should have quit sooner. I really need to learn that I don’t especially care about the growth process that other people go through to process their feelings, and focusing on processing my own with my therapist is just fine. This read like an unfiltered, repetitive, stream-of-consciousness put on paper. The subject matter didn’t interest me, the poems didn’t make a particular lot of sense to me, and I really didn’t understand why none of them had titles, only a picture of a flower signifying the end of each. Or maybe it was one gigantic poem, and the flowers signified the end of each section of this ridiculously lengthy poem?
Any way you shake it, it seems like other readers got a lot more out of this book than I did, and I’m glad for them. I hope any future readers aren’t deterred by my review…if you’re into poetry, maybe this will speak to you.