I know you can't see it, but this book is preeeetttttty. Little white embossed birds all over the cover. The inside pages have a bird on the edge that flies if you flip the pages really fast. Just so pretty and well thought out.
Sadly, I didn't really like When Women Were Birds. It had some wonderful passages. The concept is hard to resist - the author's mother left her journals to Williams after she dies and upon opening, they were all blank. Who can resist a starting point like that? Unfortunately, it felt so scattered that I kept getting annoyed or frustrated. That feels wrong because she's writing from a place or grief and exploration and that shit is messy. I just wished for a little less messiness I guess.
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