by Akwaeke Emezi
What a month for new fiction. February has already brought two of the best books I’ve read in a while, Call Me Zebra and An American Marriage, and now another is added to the list. At some point, I’d like to write a more detailed review of this book, because I can’t stop thinking about it. Freshwater is stunningly original, dark and raw. Ada’s fractured self seems like a simple case of mental illness to the Western reader, but Emezi draws from (Nigerian) Igbo spirituality to create a portrait that is less easily classified. It’s an outsiders view of cultural borders, mental illness and life in liminal spaces.