I read Queenie when it came out two years ago, and I have not been able to get it out of my head since then. I am usually not the kind of person who rereads books - in fact when I try to re-read something, it just ends up with me skipping through the book for my favorite parts like someone fast-forwarding through a tv show just for certain scenes.
Well, after two years of thinking about this book, I finally gave in and re-read Queenie - and I did not skip through or rush through. I read every single word on every single page because I loved Queenie's story so damn much.
Queenie is a 25-year-old Jamaican-British woman who has just been broken up with, and she is trying to figure out where she belongs and who she is because she does not feel like she is enough. Enough of what? Everything. She compares herself endlessly to her peers, to people who are white, to people who are richer than her, to other women, to everyone. And while Queenie and I have nothing in common besides our gender, I felt extremely heard and seen when I was reading the book because as someone who is close in age to her, I felt like my life has been up in the air.
If Queenie got a sequel or was turned into a tv show or movie, I was consume the hell out of that media, and I know that I will return to read Queenie over and over and over again throughout my life.