I didn't know what to expect when I cracked open Erin Vincent's Fourteen Ways of Looking, but after reading the first few pages, I fell easily and immediately in love with this beautiful, surprising book.
When she was fourteen, Erin Vincent was left home alone for the first time. That night, her parents were involved in an accident that killed her mother instantly, and her father shortly thereafter.
Many years later, the number fourteen began to appear to Vincent everywhere...In books, TV shows, movies, and cultural references. She started recording these instances of fourteen. Vincent used these findings to create the book's structure and narrative pace, while weaving her own story at age fourteen throughout. The result is bewitching: a smart and lucid mélange of heartbreak and healing. For Vincent, the number fourteen becomes a personal touchstone and a medium for locating community within the ongoingness of grief.
This book is just stunning. Read it and love it...
