To the Bright Edge of the World

Ivey does such a great job bringing the mystery and natural magical realism of Alaska to her readers. This book is quite a different experience than The Snow Child (which I did enjoy more), but I thoroughly enjoyed the medium in which this one is told (entirely through letters, journal entries, newspaper reports, etc) and was easily drawn in to the story throughout the entire read.

Favorite passage:
page. 138

“There is a mythical element to our childhood, it seems, that stays with us always. When we are young, we consume the world in great gulps, and it consumes us, and everything is mysterious and alive and fills us with desire and wonder, fear, and guilt. With the passing of the years, however, those memories become distant and malleable, and we shape them into the stories of who we are. We are brave, or we are cowardly. We are loving, or we are cruel.”