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“All free brain-space is marinating in gap month fizz. I chew my pen, candy-cane style. The million possibilities ahead make it hard to care about right now. I write my answers slowly, each letter carved in stone not ballpoint. I’m going to explore the world, find my passion, try everything! The fizz shoots up my spine and a smile sprouts.“

“A darkened theater. Final whispers. Black. The projector streams through. The picture surrounds. I fall away. You reach me.” 

“Poppy, there’s something deep down inside you that never changes. It just waits to be more of itself. That little, shiny glow knows who you are meant to be. It knows all the good you are capable of doing and being. It believes in you. It tingles when you think about how you want this world to be. It’s made of the same stuff as stars. The same stuff as Shakespeare. That’s the only part worth listening to.”

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When I began reading The Color of Snow it never occurred to me that the first line of the book will sound so beautiful at the end. It also never occurred to me that Brenda Stanley would overwhelm me to the point of feeling and empathizing with the characters as though they were real and breathing. That their happiness, their sorrow, their dreams will hum a tune I will recognize as my own.

The Color of Snow is longer than a typical contemporary book but it is different than any other book I have ever read. It reminded me that indeed, it is always darkest before dawn and that pain and suffering is not the end of the world. I was intrigued that despite being contemporary, how could it be that the mystery does not have any paranormal element in it. Needless to say, I ended up admiring the mystery part of the story.

Sophie has lived in isolation all her life because of the belief that people need to be protected from her. She doesn’t know why this needs to be but she understands it and had adjusted to her life. Sophie’s upbringing is done in a very unusual way with some very strange religious concepts. They do not have a mirror in their home for instance, because it takes away the focus from God to vanity. Luke Theotokis, her father, is rumoured to have kidnapped his own daughter from her mother’s home after she died during childbirth.

In all its entirety, The Color of Snow is paced perfectly and the alternating chapters of Brenda’s story, the events leading up to her birth (Luke’s story) and a part of Brenda’s younger version all blend together to form a very emotive and thought-provoking tale. I found myself thoroughly engrossed in the story Luke had to tell and what changed him from being an atheist to such a religious person. How Sophie adjusts to her life in her grandparents’ home and with Stephanie after her father is taken away to jail for attempted murder of Damien. And just how Damien entered Sophie’s life.

The Color of Snow is a heartbreaking story of Sophie adjusting to a normal life, letting go of her beliefs and  finally, discovering herself. The title is very significant to her story and I admired how Stephanie played a significant role in saving Sophie. The Color of Snow is a gem of a book and I admire Brenda Stanley for writing such an intense book.

‘As I stood taking in the view like a rebirth, I couldn’t help but notice the snow. I marveled at how deep it was, how endless it seemed…and how blue.’

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Brenda Stanley is the former news anchor at her NBC affiliate KPVI in Eastern Idaho. Her writing has been recognized by the Scripps Howard Foundation, the Hearst Journalism Awards, the Idaho Press Club and the Society for Professional Journalists. She is a graduate of Dixie College in St. George, Utah, and the University of Utah in Salt Lake City. Brenda lived for two years in Ballard, Utah, within the Fort Duchesne reservation where the novel is set. She and her husband live on a small ranch near the Snake River with their horses and dogs.

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