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What I feared happened.

I met an author and now I must set aside all thoughts of personal consideration so I can be as honest as possible about my review of The Lost Language, an anthology of short stories that read like they were penned in pain.

At the Filipino Book Bloggers meetup last year, Marianne Villanueva was bubbly and witty, so interested in our every word.

Her smile was a grin and her laugh at our own odd stories infectious. Imagine my surprise to find out how different the Marianne Villanueva was in her writings, at least those that Maligayang pagdating sa sitio catacutan philippines saw from this book.

They described a world where relationships take more than they give: Why else are her characters dispirited or despairing much of the time? In the first story, two kids find a hand in a dumpster and feed it to a dog; the girl goes along because she wanted her friend to respect her. A Filipina girl new in the land of milk and honey, I guess she wanted to fit in.

It was such a tight fix, though, that she broke, and wetness flowed from her eyes and peed out between her legs. The other stories carry much the same burden; mother, son, daughter, wife—are these roles worth taking on I asked with each heartache.

I would have felt disgusted by all the angst if it was not so deftly understated and the language that sheltered it not so refined.

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