Named for a flower whose blood-red sap possesses the power both to heal and poison, Bloodroot is a stunning fiction debut about the legacies—of magic and madness, faith and secrets, passion and loss—that haunt one family across the generations. The novel is told in a kaleidoscope of... read more
This is a story of life, love, and hardship in the Blue Ridge Mountains. We are introduced to Myra Lamb through the stories and viewpoints of her grandmother, her dear friend, and her twins before we meet Myra through her own story, and finally end up with the story of her abusive husband. It... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
This is a story of life, love, and hardship in the Blue Ridge Mountains. We are introduced to Myra Lamb through the stories and viewpoints of her grandmother, her dear friend, and her twins before we meet Myra through her own story, and finally end up with the story of her abusive husband. It is a true to life account of the beliefs and struggles of life in the remote mountains that I also call home.
“I wish I could remember what it was like inside of her. I picture her belly like a moon and me and Johnny living in it. The three of us was a family then, bound up together in her skin. Them nine months is why it don't matter where we go or what the years turn us into. We'll always love each other. For a while, we was all part of one body.”Laura.
Some creatures are just meant to be left alone. They can’t be held on to, even if we love them more than anything.Highlighted by 24 Kindle customers
I was beginning to see then what I have learned now. It’s not forgetting that heals. It’s remembering.Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
“These beauteous forms, through a long absence, have not been to me as is a landscape to a blind man’s eye, but oft, in lonely rooms, and ’mid the din of towns and cities, I have owed to them, in hours of weariness, sensations sweet, felt in the blood, and felt along the heart….”Highlighted by 14 Kindle customers
“It’s not for me to tell you what’s true. It’s your choice to believe it or not.”Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
Them nine months is why it don’t matter where we go or what the years turn us into. We’ll always love each other. For a while, we was all part of one body.Highlighted by 11 Kindle customers
Daddy loved her because she was something different than he was. Myra loved Wild Rose because they were the same. I guess it doesn’t matter why, but both of them loved her better than they loved me.Highlighted by 9 Kindle customers
The only way to love Myra is from a distance, the same way Daddy loves Wild Rose.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
“In darkness and amid the many shapes of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir unprofitable, and the fever of the world, have hung upon the beatings of my heart—how oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee … how often has my spirit turned to thee.”Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
Looking at its red root sap, I was overcome with something that felt like the Holy Ghost. I seen all the generations that would come out of me and Macon. I seen our blood mixed up together, shining there in the gloomy light.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
I can’t turn my anger loose, even on a horse. I guess it will poison me instead, maybe for the rest of my life.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
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