Review:Y by Marjorie Celona

Publisher: Free Press
Publication Date: January 2013
Categories: Family Life, General, Literary
Source: Free Press
Description:
“Y. That perfect letter. The wishbone, fork in the road, empty wineglass. The question we ask over and over. Why? . . . My life begins at the Y.” So opens Marjorie Celona’s highly acclaimed and exquisitely rendered debut about a wise-beyond-her-years foster child abandoned as a newborn on the doorstep of the local YMCA. Swaddled in a dirty gray sweatshirt with nothing but a Swiss Army knife tucked between her feet, little Shannon is discovered by a man who catches only a glimpse of her troubled mother as she disappears from view. That morning, all three lives are forever changed.

Bounced between foster homes, Shannon endures abuse and neglect until she finally finds stability with Miranda, a kind but no-nonsense single mother with a free-spirited daughter of her own. Yet Shannon defines life on her own terms, refusing to settle down, and never stops longing to uncover her roots—especially the stubborn question of why her mother would abandon her on the day she was born.

Brilliantly and hauntingly interwoven with Shannon’s story is the tale of her mother, Yula, a girl herself who is facing a desperate fate in the hours and days leading up to Shannon’s birth. As past and present converge, tells an unforgettable story of identity, inheritance, and, ultimately, forgiveness. Celona’s ravishingly beautiful novel offers a deeply affecting look at the choices we make and what it means to be a family, and it marks the debut of a magnificent new voice in contemporary fiction.

My Thoughts:

I really liked the narration by both Shannon and her birth mother Yuri. They are both told in the 1st person but with a 3rd person’s all knowing ways. Shannon couldn’t actually remember what it was like to be a tiny infant left on the front steps of a YMCA but somehow you believe and understand every word.

There doesn’t seem to be a place where Shannon fits. Some of the foster families she is placed with work out for a while, some are downright dangerous. Even when she finds her forever home she feels out of place and in competition with a new sister that doesn’t want to share her bedroom or her mother.

Shannon’s birth mother Yuri is living an ugly life that is largely out of her control. Her father is a depressive mess and her boyfriend is becoming a drug addict. Despite doing everything she can to protect her young son and her unborn baby she makes a poor decision that leads to awful results.

Great characters, great story, great ending!

I have a feeling that you will be hearing a lot about this book and about this debut author. Y has been long listed for the 2012 Scotiabank Giller Prize, Canada’s most distinguished literary prize.

The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky

People, this came out in 1999!

That year I had a 7 year old, a 1 year old and was pregnant. That’s my excuse for not reading this the hot second that it came out. I have no excuses for why I didn’t read this at any other time during the next 13 years. No excuses, only regrets.

To put it as simply as possible: This is a brilliant book.

That’s all I have to say. You’ve all read it anyway. Right?

“You can’t just sit there and put everyone’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things.” 

“I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and don’t try to sleep with people even they could have. I need to know that these people exist.” 

“She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time. ” 

“I didn’t feel like reading that night, so I went downstairs and watched a half-hour long commercial that advertised an exercise machine. They kept flashing a 1-800 number, so I called it. The woman who picked up the other end of the phone was named Michelle. And I told Michelle that I was a kid and did not need an exercise machine, but I hoped she was having a good night. That’s when Michelle hung up on me. And I didn’t mind a bit.”