
A ridiculously short review of Yesteryear by Caro Claire Burke despite the fact that I have SO MUCH to say about this book.
It boils down to this: are we only ‘allowed’ to be ‘authentic’ in the way that is currently socially acceptable? Is Burke’s depiction of authenticity unpalatable?
I think Burke has nailed some very uncomfortable truths. Fascinating stuff.
Can’t wait to discuss this book (in person) with anyone who has read it.
4/5
