CT: Drug use, addiction, kidnapping, sexual assault of a minor, unwanted pregnancy, death, near death, child neglect, child abuse
Janie's first memory is of almost drowning. Her early childhood is spent in a foster home that smells sour all the time with her foster brother and best friend, Harmon. They would go down to the basement and listen to his tapes of lady singers, Aretha Franklin, Billie Holiday, and Etta James, Janie's favorite. Janie loves Harmon, the lady singers, and their social worker, Doris, and their black skin and black hair. She's convinced she's part black too, her daddy was black, and she's just light skinned. She can certainly sing like the lady singers, that's for sure. One day, Harmon is adopted by the James family, a wealthy black family from Tuscaloosa, and Doris stops showing up for Sunday Church because her daughter, Leshaya, passed away. Janie is left alone, but soon her Mama Linda, her birth mother, comes to her and promises to give her a real family. Janie, or Leshaya as she now goes by, doesn't know what she's getting herself into, but all she knows is she's going to be a famous singer.
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This book is complicated, touching on dark subject matters such as heroin addiction, life in foster home, abandonment issues, and growing up too fast. My feelings are similarly complicated, with many praising the book for its c0mplex characters and its depiction of Mama Linda's spiral into addiction and Janie/Leshaya's similar fall. It's tragic yet poetic that Janie/Leshaya follows in her mother's footsteps, yet is strong enough to leave her daughter Etta with a family that will provide for her and ultimately breaks the cycle of addiction. Speaking more about the side characters in the story, I really appreciate the sentiment that you can love and care for someone but still put hard boundaries to protect yourself. Paul and Harmon are great examples of this. I also really appreciate seeing the collateral between the different choices Janie/Leshya makes in the story, as it helps to ground the story in reality.
My conflicting feelings for the story all stem from the main character, Janie/Leshaya. On the one hand, the events of her life shape her in a very believable manner, as her experience with adults throughout her adolescence teach her to not form attachments and by her stealing from Daddy Mitch she was able to provide for herself when she had absolutely no one. These learned behaviors allow her to survive, but absolutely shatter any bridge she could have formed with the James family or Paul, leading her to be self-sufficient but alone. I really love the juxtaposition she has between being both older and younger than what she is. Her body and voice paint her as older, more mature, and she is to some degree as she can survive by herself, but her actions and dreams are childlike, showing her stunted development due to not having a supportive upbringing.
On the other hand, I felt very uncomfortable with how Janie/Leshaya kept trying to identify as being black. From the story perspective, this makes complete sense for the character, as the majority of her positive life experiences came from black people. However, for me this feels too close to fetishizing/black savior trope. What really sealed this opinion for me was at the end where Janie/Leshaya, after going through the entire book believing she's part black, learns she's white. And then she goes and sees her daughter, Etta, with the James family and Harmon. She remarks that Etta is everything she wanted, most importantly being black. I understand that this speaks more to Janie/Leshaya wanting a family and to belong more than being black, but she literally took a dead black girl's name as her own. I also find this a bit harder to swallow as it was a white author who wrote this. It doesn't mean the story is bad or that the author is perpetuating outdated ideas or that this story is any less, but it does sit strangely with me and I personally can't separate interpretation from the story entirely. I could just be reading into this too much and I greatly appreciate that this identity of black adds a layer of complexity to the story, and can be used as a metaphor for community, family, wanting to belong and to escape your own situation in life, but it still has that tinge to it, at least for me.
I really wish Goodreads had half stars, as I would have rated this book 3.5 stars. It's a story that is difficult to tell and difficult to read, but books like this are necessary. They get the reader to see the world from a different, harsher perspective and forces the reader to sit with the uncomfortable, gnawing at it until you have examined every facet of it. This story won't leave me anytime soon, and it won't leave you anytime soon. I wouldn't recommend this to someone who wants a fast or easy read. This book deserves to be examined, re-read with a careful eye and its story pondered over. This will have you thinking about race, addiction, childhood trauma, and more. Given its topics, I would recommend this for an older teen, or around 16+.