"The Rock and the River" by Kekla Magoon

There was something in the timing of this book. I had just attended the dedication of the Martin Luther King, Jr. memorial and had been thinking a lot about how it must have felt to grow up as a child of the famous preacher (two of his children spoke at the ceremony). Not three days later, I picked up this book to read for an upcoming conference. It is the story of Sam and his brother, Steven ("Stick") who are the sons of a famous (but fictional) civil rights leader in Chicago. It is 1968 and while their father preaches nonviolence, both boys struggle with questions about the right path to follow, particularly as the Black Panther Party grows in strength and numbers in their inner city neighborhood. Unlike "Patterson Heights" the cover art is accurate. Sam is 13 and the image on the book looks like a 13 year-old. For the most part, Sam acts 13, struggling to find the right words to say to a cute girl he likes and idolizing his older brother. Unfortunately, this first novel for the young author Kekla Magoon is a tad inconsistent in "voice." When bad things happen, and they did in this period of history, Sam pops out of being a kid to being a mouthpiece for Magoon's literary skills. Take this passage, "On the left wall, surrounding the windows, hung a huge curtain of African-print cloth. Deep blue swirled among lighter shades, like ocean draped in sky. The room had a voice of its own, a scream of outrage, a whisper of truth, and in the corner, a murmuring cry." It's beautiful, even prophetic, but it isn't consistent with the thoughts of your average 13 year old. There are many ways this could have been addressed -- Sam could have been made older, or the narrative could have been third person instead of first person, giving the opportunity for a meta-voice behind the story. Ms. Magoon could have split the narrative between Sam and his older brother, a popular trend these days, to give a variety of perspectives. As it is, the novel didn't really work for me. I didn't feel the book was bad but it was distracting. Every time the narrative began to wax poetic I felt a disconnect from the character. The end result is that this book came off more as one of those 1970 message novels than a compelling story. "The Rock and the River" is a parable -- one that gets repeated in some form three times in the book. On one hand, it's like we are being beaten over the head "This is the MORAL," but on the other hand, the full parable is never explained (nor could I find it on Google) so it was frustrating on multiple levels. My general "ehh" feeling on the book is a rarity. It has won numerous awards and is considered a notable title. So give it a shot, particularly if you don't get stuck on little minutiae like me.