It is currently 01:22 am on the 15th of January.
I felt this detail pertinent because I really started this book in late October. It was my designated holiday read that I did not get to finish.
What’s important is I am here now. We bookaholics celebrate the seemingly small wins and know the details that matter.
So my ‘first’ fiction non-review as a blog. Before delving in let me clarify two things:
- Shout out to those who watched my non-reviews in video form on my IG story all through 2021 – you are real ones…I appreciate you 🥺
- I call them non-reviews because you can easily read the book synopsis on somewhere like Wikipedia or I’m sure someone on YouTube has done a detailed walk through you can put as background noise as you clean your room.
That came out unintentionally shady but I’m leaving it in because God sees my heart and you know I’m telling the truth.
Back to the non-review.
We are here for the feels and my random thoughts on whatever my latest read is. The style and format may vary but this is a stone killing the birds of improving as a writer and maintaining accountability in a detailed way to alleviate the judgmental stares of my unread books, as I purchase more books.
Love in Colour by Bolu Babalola has the subtitle of: mythical tales from around the world, retold.
This sells the book short. I would re-subtitle it: mythical tales from around the world, richly retold and beautifully immersive.
I mean, I laughed, shed a thug tear, and may or may not have related to a few scenarios in the book.
If you happen to be reading…I’m taking the first of Tiara’s Top Tips 😅 (get the book to find out what it is)
I love how Bolu (I feel like we could be friends, so let me famz on a first-name basis for this post) reimagines these tales with a modern sensitivity and humour that still honours the rich roots that birthed them. The ‘New Tales’ section was a real treat! Special shout out to Alagomeji
Bolu (hey girrrl) does a genius job. I say genius because the subtly of it can easily be missed due to how seamlessly she does it. She makes women being the centre the norm, agency in love and being loved normalcy in her literary world. A world through the lens of folklore but a world so tangible that it brews hope in the soul of this undercover romantic in a thugs exterior.