Sunday, June 8, 2014

Quotes from The Drowning Girl by Caitlín R. Kiernan

The Drowning Girl is one the weirdest books I've ever read. It's a beautifully written story about a girl who heard a siren.

India Morgan Phelps — Imp to her friends — is schizophrenic. Struggling with her perceptions of reality, Imp must uncover the truth about her encounters with creatures out of myth — or from something far, far stranger...
(From Goodreads.)

Was it a mermaid, a werewolf or both? Imp tells the story of her hauntings, and it might haunt you as well. Here are some quotes from the book.

Quotes from The Drowning Girl by Caitlín R. Kiernan

There's always a siren, singing you to shipwreck. Some of us may be more susceptible than others are, but there's always a siren.

Sirens are intrusive thoughts that even sane men and women have.

Eva has no reflection. “What was I to do? He sunk me in the green water below the bridge. They made a violin out of my breastbone. They made tuning pegs from my fingers. In the winter, I lay below the ice and the sky was silver and glass.”

I even thought about calling her, but chickened out. Verily, I'm an invertebrate. Spineless.

The genius is not in having made the association, but in the execution.

Don't leave out anything relevant, no matter how mundane it might feel.

“Nothing is ever straightforward,” Imp typed, “though we lose a lot of truth by pretending it's so.”

“You fancied? No one actually says they fancied.”
“Language is a poor enough means of communication as it is,” I told her. “So we should use all the words we have.” It wasn't really an original thought; I was paraphrasing Spencer Trace from Inherit the Wind.

Housed there within its protective shell of pale stone, the library seems as precious and frail as a nonagenarian. Its smell is the musty commingling fragrance of yellowing pages and dust and ancient wood. To me, the smells of comfort and safety. It smells sacred.

Normal is a bitter pill that we rail against.

She doesn't forget these things. Maybe people do. Maybe the birds come back and shellfish come back, and no one tells tourists what happened here. But the sea remembers. The memory of sea encompasses eons.

The Drowning Girl - Trailer

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