Delia Owens – Where The Crawdads Sing Audiobooktext
Three reasons lead me to give five stars to this Delia Owens – Where The Crawdads Sing Audiobook , which was sent to me as part of a Privileged Critical Mass operation. On this occasion, I would like to thank the editions of Seuil and Babelio.
This novel is well written. Pleasantly made, it follows a logic based on going back to the past whenever necessary without making the text cumbersome.
The story is unique and allows the author to dispose here and there and in a way that could not be more skilful, a lot of information on animal behavior. The characters are some endearing, others repulsive, but all of them have a confusing, strong and rough course just like the scenery so brilliantly described, located in the swamp of Barkley Cove a small town in North Carolina.
The plot, the investigation and the final point build up the pressure slowly but surely. the reader does not want to let go of a furious desire to protect, to prevent, to strike, to rebel or to understand, but he is there in the heart of the swamp in “the shade on the stump of the oak or in the sun on the beach ”surrounded by wild geese, cranes, insects and seashells.
“Miles of withered grass, having scattered their seeds, bowed their heads defeated. the wind broke loose, and stirred the dry stems in a deafening din. »And the author, who understands nature, invests it and offers it to us as a case to deal with freedom, abandonment, separation and above all rumor. The rumor which swells over the pages, which splashes causing in passing terrible consequences, stubborn injuries and failed acts.
I do not introduce the characters. I would simply point out that they are part of the animal fauna, some devilishly fierce, others fierce, others more sociable, but all whether they have an obscure or luminous profile are necessary for the frame desired by Delia Owens. A wild world of beauty and fierce struggle. A world where the real wealth is watching a firefly or feeding seabirds, where absolute comfort cannot exist without consented solitude.
The end seemed a bit watered down to me. Does this mean that immersed in an unusual context, feeling an imminent risk in each chapter, I got used to the atmosphere of the swamp, its shadows, its “hearsay” and that a little more tormented no doubt seemed more logical to me.
An excellent reading moment. An unusual encounter with nature in its most grandiose, with wildlife in its most extravagant and with characters that for my part I had never met.
A very good novel.