A lush debut novel, Owens delivers her mystery wrapped in gorgeous, lyrical prose. It’s clear she’s from this place — the land of the southern coasts, but also the emotional terrain — you can feel it in the pages. A magnificent achievement, ambitious, credible and very timely.
Reminiscent of Barbara Kingsolver, this Southern-set period novel unfurls a whodunit against a typical coming-of-age tale, when a mysterious “Marsh Girl” becomes the primary suspect of a grisly crime.
Delia Owen’s gorgeous novel is both a coming-of-age tale and an engrossing whodunit.
Evocative... Kya makes for an unforgettable heroine.
The New Southern novel... A lyrical debut.
Slow down and let this lush nature-focused story unspool.... A mystery will pull you along, but stay awhile in the descriptions of shifting tides, shell collections, and the mottled light of coastal Carolina.
A nature-infused romance with a killer twist.
Both a coming-of-age story and a mysterious account of a murder investigation told from the perspective of a young girl... Through Kya’s story, Owens explores how isolation affects human behavior, and the deep effect that rejection can have on our lives.
Lyrical... Its appeal ris[es] from Kya’s deep connection to the place where makes her home, and to all of its creatures
This beautiful, evocative novel is likely to stay with you for many days afterward. ...absorbing.
Compelling, original... A mystery, a courtroom drama, a romance and a coming-of-age story, Where the Crawdads Sing is a moving, beautiful tale. Readers will remember Kya for a long, long time.
With prose luminous as a low-country moon, Owens weaves a compelling tale of a forgotten girl in the unforgiving coastal marshes of North Carolina. It is a murder mystery/love story/courtroom drama that readers will love, but the novel delves so much deeper into the bone and sinew of our very nature, asking often unanswerable questions, old and intractable as the marsh itself. A stunning debut!
A compelling mystery with prose so luminous it can cut through the murkiest of pluff mud.
Carries the rhythm of an old time ballad. It is clear Owens knows this land intimately, from the black mud sucking at footsteps to the taste of saltwater and the cry of seagulls.