Lindsey's Reviews > Little Altars Everywhere

I am SO glad I read this after Ya Ya. Ugh, if I had read it beforehand, I may not have read the other book at all.

YaYa was written in a way that made Vivi seem human, but also with a decidedly magical charisma. In Altars she was - well, I dunno. Totally bonkers, I guess I'd say. And this is on TOP of being an alcoholic, which tore my dress a little. I felt like it stole away some of the magic.

By itself it's a humorous, touching, poignant read - but as a companion book to YaYa it's ... I dunno. It'd be like taking a look inside your preacher's head - while he's delivering a message that you know is for you and will forever change the way you do something. So, say you could hear him talk to himself and what you heard him say was, "I need to poop." Altars was like that for me - suddenly I knew more than I wanted to. Boo.