A Yellow Raft in Blue Water by Michael Dorris

View from this book:

This was the perfect, beautiful book to read on Christmas Eve last year as I flew from Baja to LA, and from LA to Seattle.   I had one chapter left when we landed, so I dallied at the SEATAC luggage carousel for 15 minutes, drinking the book down to the last drop.

Saying goodbye to the lovely Isla Espíritu Santo, where we'd camped, kayaked, snorkeled, and hiked.

Saying goodbye to the lovely Isla Espíritu Santo, where we’d camped, kayaked, snorkeled, and hiked (and read!) during Christmas break, 2011.

The book:

A gem: it’s deep and full of twists, turns, and heartaches.  A Yellow Raft in Blue Water is told from the point of view of three women (daughter, mother, grandmother) who constantly misread and misunderstand each other, and who lead their lives without thinking of the hurt they cause each other.  As each woman’s perspective is revealed, the picture Dorris paints becomes even more nuanced, and the reader’s heart goes out to each of the women in turn.  Dorris writes poignantly about poverty and race in America and makes the reader question all sorts of assumptions.  One of the best books I’ve read in a long, long time.  9 out of 10.

A Yellow Raft in Blue Water

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