#indelicacy

[talesofaprettygirl]

Me posing with my brand, Indelicacy 🩷

[heavenlyyshecomes]

Amina Cain, Indelicacy

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[lazyydaisyyy]

Every day I did my dreaming, but as usual I forced myself to do it practically, to imagine not that I would be a known writer whom many people read, but that I would publish one book at the end of my life. I knew that even this would make me happy.

Amina Cain, Indelicacy

[maudgonnegirl]

Has anyone else read Indelicacy by Amina Cain? I have concerns

[sanspatronymic]

I thought and wrote and by evening I had only managed a single good paragraph. Another person would have written five pages. But I liked that paragraph and that gave me hope.

Indelicacy, Amina Cain

[bookology]

The first book I finished in 2021 was Indelicacy by Amina Cain, a concise book that I whizzed through. I think it has set the tone for the kind of books I want to read this year: fresh, unique, and with something to say! I really enjoyed the way that Cain discussed class and social mobility in such personal ways, and the book had a truly timeless feel to it. There was something of the Rebecca in it, which I loved

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currently reading

I picked up Indelicacy by Amina Cain while shelving a cart of fiction at work. I immediately found the writing style distinct and captivating. It is plain and inexpressive, yet deep and personal. You get the sense that you are inside the narrator’s mind, and you are looking into a room which no one else has ever explored. Many of the paragraphs read like poems, they are divinely beautiful and precise. The protagonist is a curious person, someone who doesn’t let just anyone know what she thinks, how she feels. A theme throughout is her longing to write, and how her external world either encourages her art, or stifles it. I find her relationship with writing to be much like my own, and that has been exciting to be a part of in this book. 

Here’s a quote I liked: “In books I found even more strongly my desire to write, to write back to them and their jagged, perfect words. I found life that ran close to my own.”

I’m halfway through this short 160 page novel. The “what’s happening” of the story is not the focus of the storytelling. It is an exploration of an inner mind, so what is happening to the characters and when only unravels as the narrator thinks of it, or reflects on it. I imagine that pace will change in the second half. This is the author’s debut novel.