‘Beautifully lyrical…a collage of experiences and reflections that intersect geographically, temporally and sexually…Woodson evokes a New York of the 70s seen through the prism of young black females who are least likely to be portrayed in literature or any other art form, at the centre of it.’
Another BrooklynJacqueline Woodson
THE NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER FROM A NATIONAL BOOK AWARD WINNING AUTHOR
A TIME MAGAZINE TOP 10 NOVEL OF 2016 | SHORTLISTED FOR THE NATIONAL BOOK AWARD FOR FICTION 2016
FROM THE WINNER OF THE ASTRID LINDGREN MEMORIAL AWARD 2018
They used to be inseparable. They used to be young, brave and brilliant – amazingly beautiful and terrifyingly alone. August, Sylvia, Angela and Gigi shared everything: songs, secrets, fears and dreams. But 1970s Brooklyn was also a dangerous place, where grown men reached for innocent girls, where mothers disappeared and futures vanished at the turn of a street corner.
Another Brooklyn is a heartbreaking and exquisitely written novel about a fleeting friendship that united four young lives, from one of our most gifted novelists.
‘[A] rich, sensitive novel.’
‘A beautiful coming-of-age novel, heartfelt and true.’
‘Jacqueline Woodson has such an original vision, such a singular voice. I loved this book.
'An impressionistic narrative, told in prose that’s spare but always with an underlying poetry.'
‘It is the personal encounters that form the gorgeous center of this intense, moving novel.’
‘Woodson manages to remember what cannot be documented, to suggest what cannot be said. Another Brooklyn is another name for poetry.’
‘The novel reads like a series of prose poems.’
‘This book about what it’s like to be a girl in America should be required reading.’
'This gorgeous novel is a poem. It is a love letter to black girlhood.'
'Grief and friendship are the hallmarks of this story that leap from the pages in a musical prose that is sparse, exacting, and breathtaking. A remarkable writer, Woodson illustrates the damning invisibility and unrelenting objectification of girls in this tender tale.'