Diana Abu-Jaber

I recently assured my niece that no interesting adults were popular in high school.  This isn’t scientifically verified; I just have a hunch.  I kind of hated high school—the football, the parties, the homogeny.  Truth is, I remember very little about it.

I read a lot of new fiction, in large part to stay current about what kinds of titles library patrons will be requesting.  So, it’s always nice when a book that I missed when it was initially released becomes one of my favorites and introduces me to an author’s body of work.  I recently finished Crescent by Diana Abu-Jaber, a beautiful prayer of a novel that is as much poetry as prose.  Published i