This book review is going to be all over the place, sort of like this book, Bloodrootby Amy Greene .
The story takes place in Bloodroot, TN, in the Appalachian Mountains and follows the life of Myra Lamb. Myra’s story is presented through her eyes and the eyes of the other characters. There aren’t really chapters, there are sections, each section headed by a different character.
At the beginning of the book, I found this very confusing. My notes…Doug is in love with Myra, Byrdie is married to Macon, Clio is Byrdie’s daughter, Myra is Clio’s daughter, Myra is mom to Laura and Johnny…give you an idea of what I was facing! Just when I would start getting a feel for a character, it would switch, and I would have to go check my notes to see who was who.
Even with all of this confusion, the writing was simple and poignant.
The same God who made that sky full of stars had made this love and I couldn’t wrap my brain around the bigness of either one.
I reckon nary one of them has ever set foot in a church house, but they sure do spend plenty of time in the jailhouse.
She was right about me. I’ve done a lot of things I never thought I’d do. When I was a little girl, I always figured I would marry a mountain man, who knew the sting of briar scratches, the teeth-rattling shiver of cold creek water, the black smell of garden soil that made you want to roll in it. But John was the first thing I ever saw that was prettier than my home.
About three quarters of the way through the book, it became easier to follow and enjoy, and by the end of the book, I was smitten.