You can usually tell how a book is going to read if it won the Pulitzer as this one did. Basically, it’s going to be heavy and probably a little tough to get through. This book is no different. It is clear that Colson Whitehead was blessed with the gift of writing. But sometimes I don’t want a lot of flowery language or metaphor slowing me down.
This was another one of my reads for Black History Month 2024. I found somewhere, probably on Goodreads, a list of books by black authors that were meaningful to other black authors. When I came across this pick, the 2020 Pulitzer Prize winner, I read the description and something just stuck out to me. Probably the injustice, which arguably is something of a theme in black literature, what with the gross injustices imparted upon many black citizens, especially in the 1960s. Let’s just say that this book was well worth the read.
