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A bit uneven, as many posthumous anthologies can be, but with many, many diamonds amidst a wee bit of dust. Perhaps the best book for inspiring the aspiring writers of fiction that I've yet seen.

I met Shawna Snow on a class/pilgrimage a few years ago, and her compassion and transparency as she told her story deeply impacted me, and I have kept in touch over the years since. When I heard that she was publishing this memoir, I knew it would be good. And it is.

Shawna writes about the loss of her husband Dan to a tragic car accident, when Shawna was pregnant with their fifth child. She writes with passion and compassion, and does not hide the emotions she felt or the struggles that she has had with people and with God in navigating grief and loss. At the same time, the reader also sees hope and healing within a traumatic story.

Thank you, Shawna, for telling your story with so much heart and wisdom. It will help others.

I've had this novel on my shelf for a year or more and meant to get around to reading it. After Diaz' entertaining appearance on the Colbert Report, I thought it was time to grab it and begin. I'm so glad I did.

This is a hip, fast-moving, deeply loving ode to chubby and geekish Oscar, the least Dominican of Dominicans, the most nerdly of his neighborhood. I LOVED Diaz' use of language throughout, especially of his characters' slang (most of which I didn't understand, but could either guess at or grab a quick Google translation for) - there's no stilted speech here. Instead there is fire and depth and fascinating, broken, yearning characters plunging headlong into a cursed life. Fuku indeed.

A ton of reviews here on GR have slammed this book for its unclean language, its frivolous descriptions of love and sex - but that dirty reality seemed like truth to me, even though that culture isn't my own.

I'll read more of Diaz for certain, and I'm passing this book around to folks who I think will also appreciate it.

Approachable and winsome survey of gay rights and gay marriage. Not written to the theologian but to the curious inquirer, Christian or not; supporter or not.