Luster: A Novel
Irresistibly unruly and strikingly beautiful, razor-sharp and slyly comic, sexually charged and utterly absorbing, Raven Leilani’s Luster is a portrait of a young woman trying to make sense of her life―her hunger, her anger―in a tumultuous era. It is also a haunting, aching description of how hard it is to believe in your own talent, and the unexpected influences that bring us into ourselves along the way.
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DNF @ Chapter 4.
The description of the book definitely intrigued me, but I couldn't get past the coldness of the main character (though I do understand why she is written that way.) The writing itself was also not my personal favorite and it just seemed to revolve way too much around sex without really giving much to the reader (again, it was detached and cold, but maybe that was the point.)
I know others will love it but it just was not for me.
The description of the book definitely intrigued me, but I couldn't get past the coldness of the main character (though I do understand why she is written that way.) The writing itself was also not my personal favorite and it just seemed to revolve way too much around sex without really giving much to the reader (again, it was detached and cold, but maybe that was the point.)
I know others will love it but it just was not for me.
So much of the book is poetry. Storytelling in poetry. Beautifully written descriptions. And I'm really wanting the protagonist to be ok. I want them all to be ok. Being human is really hard. Raven Leilani does a beautiful job capturing that. Even if you aren't connected to the premise, you can't deny that this story is fresh. We've never heard it before. At least, it's never been written down before. That deserves praise.
This is an impressive work of art. The honesty, brutality, longing, and loneliness vibrate off the page.
Blisteringly good. Raven Leilani is a word master. Her writing is precise, surprising, and cutting. This book was so sublime that while I was reading it, I felt like I should never write another word. I loved the mix of wry observation and gutting disappointment. Even in its bleakest moments, I couldn’t look away because I didn’t dare miss a word.
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