
Thakrar’s Hindu mythology-inspired fantasy debut centers on Sheetal Mistry, a brown-skinned. At a time when travel is limited, this book is the journey we need-and I hope you too close the book convinced that some stardust souvenirs will fall onto your lap. HarperTeen, 17.99 ISBN 978-0-06-289462-5. I finished the book feeling almost jet-lagged, my senses so tangled up in the world Thakrar built that reality felt blurry by contrast. This is the kind of questing tale that has the familiarity of a well-worn, beloved blanket, told in a voice that is pure poetry. But when an accident lands her father in critical condition, Sheetal must embrace her star identity and enter her mother’s world in order to save him. She’s spent her life trying to suppress her celestial identity in order to live a “normal” life. The novel tells the story of Sheetal, born of a star mother and a mortal father. The mythic, South-Asian Otherworld Thakrar constructs is vast, imaginative, and an utter delight for the senses. A star like her mother, who returned to the sky long ago. Star Daughter is that kind of transportive read. To me, a transportive story makes you study your hands at the end of a read… it makes you wonder if some glitter from that world you left behind has somehow caught on your fingers.
