THE ONLY GOOD INDIANS is a superb, gut wrenching novel, and it wrecked me.
I’ve been sitting here struggling to come up with some words that don’t sound like the same old thing. This book is not the same old thing.
I’ve been sitting here struggling to find a way to relate to you the mind-warping effects of this novel, because it is mind warping.
I wish I had a way to explain how the guilt here was wrapped up and entwined with grief and shame and then buried under the burdens of Native American life.
I wish I could tell you that the tragic truths told in this book were not true, but I’d be lying if I did.
With beautifully written prose that demands your full attention, the ugliest of stories unfolds here. I loved every black and brutal, dark and gray minute of it. I don’t what else to say.
My highest recommendation.
Available now: THE ONLY GOOD INDIANS
*Thank you to Saga Press and NetGalley for the e-copy of this book in exchange for my honest feedback. This is it.*
**Originally published on my old blog on 3.1.2020.**