A story about Grand Central Terminal in the 1940s and the difficulties of being and becoming a successful female artist. The book travels back and forth in time of depression to the late 1970s with the efforts to restore and preserve the historical GC Terminal and finding and giving due credit to a lost masterpiece to Clara Darden the successful female illustrator of the 1940s.

thought the book was funny

I liked how the book ended and it

Graphic novel with least favorite color camouflage

I thought the book was funny. I liked the book

A fun and quick read about taking life less seriously. The audiobook was great as it was read by the authors.

It’s very funny and weird

I really enjoyed this book. It tells the stories of black voices in the 50's. These events did happen and haven't been told. It makes you think of all forms of oppression.

I like this book because it was all about the Florida Fun in the Sun Competition. I didn't like the part where P.T. became all hypocritical. Overall it was a very good book. :)

I also wanted to love this book. It was an ambitious project, to weave an allegory based on the entire Bible, climate crisis, and End Times. I ended up feeling a little terrified (is that possible?), not so much by the apocalyptic events, but by the dynamic between the "wise" adolescents and the drugged/drunk/sex-crazed parents. The smug adolescents seemed just as unanchored morally, as they also dallied in drugs, sex, and drinking, although they were the "remnant" responsible for carrying on society post-storm. The book ended up with Eve (!) the main character, telling her brother he was right, Jesus is science and the Holy Ghost is the "things people make" or "art." The allegory and this conclusion felt altogether forced. I couldn't identity the Jesus character in this or understand how you can make an allegory of Christianity without the centrality of the cross or something cross-like? I'm not sure where I would have been located in this novel (which was a National Book Award Finalist). Maybe just swept out to sea with the other miscellaneous adult bodies. I accept that my generation added to the climate crisis and don't want to minimize this overarching idea. I also accept that the Bible gives believers responsibility for care of God''s world with His help. Maybe this is what allegory is meant to do, irritate us to action. After all, Jonathan Swift didn't really want people to eat babies.