Things start out very well. A great opening line. A paragraph that grabs you like it’s not going to let go.  This wonderful bit: It’s not the moment that is the tragedy. It’s the memory. Things don’t go wrong either, not exactly. They just don’t quite go anywhere. I’m a dissenter. Jacqueline Woodson’s novel for adults Another Brooklyn has gotten nothing but the highest of praise. … Continue reading Another Brooklyn by Jacqueline Woodson