- Page Count: 301
- Release Date: March 27, 2014
- My Rating: 2
Magical realism, lyrical prose, and the pain and passion of human love haunt this hypnotic generational saga.
Foolish love appears to be the Roux family birthright, an ominous forecast for its most recent progeny, Ava Lavender. Ava—in all other ways a normal girl—is born with the wings of a bird.
In a quest to understand her peculiar disposition and a growing desire to fit in with her peers, sixteen-year old Ava ventures into the wider world, ill-prepared for what she might discover and naïve to the twisted motives of others. Others like the pious Nathaniel Sorrows, who mistakes Ava for an angel and whose obsession with her grows until the night of the Summer Solstice celebration.
That night, the skies open up, rain and feathers fill the air, and Ava’s quest and her family’s saga build to a devastating crescendo.
What an odd, beautiful, sad book. This might be the strangest story I’ve ever read. I can’t decide whether I liked it or hated it, though. It kind of left me with a gross feeling, so I’m leaning more towards not liking it. I expecting something a little different based on its quirky tone.
The writing was so mesmerizing and gorgeous that I finished it in one sitting, yet I never really enjoyed the story because it was constantly depressing. Misery, death, loneliness, unrequited love, weird bird people, missed opportunities, rape, death, the end. (Let that be a trigger warning).