I just finished White is for Witching by Helen Oyeyemi. I’m having a hard time nailing down what happened and who the characters were. It was confusing and riddled (for me) from beginning to end. I feel like there are whole scenes missing from my memory, introductions to characters that I missed. Usually, I’d say that makes for an awful book, but it was so strange and so mysterious. I liked it. I’m pretty sure. I think I need to sleep on it.

Oyeyemi has such an interesting writing style too. You move from one character’s point-of-view to the next seamlessly; it ends up being a jumbled story. Almost like you’re hearing or seeing or sensing the story through many people rolled into one.

I don’t think I’m making any sense at all.