Where The Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens


“Marsh is not swamp. Marsh is a space of light, where grass grows in water, and water flows into the sky. Slow moving creeks wander, carrying the orb of the sun with them to the sea, and long-legged birds lift with unexpected grace- as though not built to fly- against the roar of a thousand snow geese.”

Delia Owens continues telling us that “On the morning of October 30, 1969, the body of Chase Andrews lay in the swamp” We eventually learn what happened and we learn about Kya Clark, the Marsh Girl.

Kya has been the subject of rumors for year in the small town of Barkley Cove on the North Carolina coast. She has survived for years alone in the marsh that is her home. Her friends are the birds and she knows the marsh better than anyone.

Two young men from town are intrigued by her, touch her life, and she opens herself up to being touched by love. We are touched by Kya’s life and the story brings with it a melody and feeling that helps us fold into the story ourselves.

A coming of age story that shows us that we are forever shaped by the children we once were. A book that we won’t forget.


“Autumn leaves don't fall, they fly. They take their time and wander on this their only chance to soar.” 

“His dad had told him many times that the definition of a real man is one who cries without shame, reads poetry with his heart, feels opera in his soul, and does what’s necessary to defend a woman.” 

“Why should the injured, the still bleeding, bear the onus of forgiveness?” 

“Sometimes she heard night-sounds she didn’t know or jumped from lightning too close, but whenever she stumbled, it was the land who caught her. Until at last, at some unclaimed moment, the heart-pain seeped away like water into sand. Still there, but deep. Kya laid her hand upon the breathing, wet earth, and the marsh became her mother.” 

“Unworthy boys make a lot of noise” 

“lot of times love doesn’t work out. Yet even when it fails, it connects you to others and, in the end, that is all you have, the connections.”