What We Lose, Paperback

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A National Book Foundation 5 Under 35 Honoree NBCC John Leonard First Book Prize Finalist Aspen Words Literary Prize Finalist California Book Award First Fiction Finalist Longlisted for the Andrew Carnegie Medal for Excellence in Fiction Named a Best Book of the Year by Vogue, NPR, Elle, Esquire, Buzzfeed, San Francisco Chronicle, Cosmopolitan, The Huffington Post, The A. V. Club, The Root, Harper's Bazaar, Paste, Bustle, Kirkus Reviews, Electric Literature, Lit Hub, New York Post, Los Angeles Review of Books, and Bust ""The debut novel of the year."" --Vogue ""Like so many stories of the black diaspora, What We Lose is an examination of haunting. "" --Doreen St. F lix, The New Yorker""A richly volatile study of grief, wonderment and love."" --Sam Sacks, The Wall Street Journal ""A startling, poignant debut."" --The Atlantic ""Raw and ravishing, this novel pulses with vulnerability and shimmering anger."" --Nicole Dennis-Benn, O, the Oprah Magazine ""Stunning. . . . Powerfully moving and beautifully wrought, What We Lose reflects on family, love, loss, race, womanhood, and the places we feel home."" --Buzzfeed ""Remember this name: Zinzi Clemmons. Long may she thrill us with exquisite works like What We Lose. . . . The book is a remarkable journey."" --Essence From an author of rare, haunting power, a stunning novel about a young African-American woman coming of age--a deeply felt meditation on race, sex, family, and country Raised in Pennsylvania, Thandi views the world of her mother's childhood in Johannesburg as both impossibly distant and ever present. She is an outsider wherever she goes, caught between being black and white, American and not. She tries to connect these dislocated pieces of her life, and as her mother succumbs to cancer, Thandi searches for an anchor--someone, or something, to love. In arresting and unsettling prose, we watch Thandi's life unfold, from losing her mother and learning to live without the person who has most profoundly shaped her existence, to her own