The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender: A Review (of sorts)


This is going to be short.

It will be short, not because I don’t have much to say about this novel, but because there’s nothing I can say that would ever do justice to its beauty.  I don’t have the words to describe it because I don’t know if words have yet been invented that are majestic enough to reflect its grandeur.  dsc_0253-1

Just go out right now and buy this book.

Stop what you are doing.

Right now.

Go buy it and stay up all night reading about a generational matriarchy that ends with a girl who is born with the wings of a bird–or an angel–you be the judge.

Maybe have a cup of coffee or tea, and some freshly baked bread, while you devour the story.

You will not be disappointed.  I am disappointed only because I didn’t write this story myself.



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