Marina Keegan was only 22 when she died in a car crash five days after her graduation from Yale.
Even though she was so young (younger than me right now) she left an impressively beautiful oeuvre of writing behind. Her essays and short stories were posthumously published under the title of her final piece for the Yale Daily News, ‘The Opposite of Loneliness’.
Marina’s talent as a writer jumps at you from every single page of this book, but she didn’t just arrange some cleverly constructed sentences onto a page; the ideas and stories are all beautiful, interesting and are proof of a source of creativity that if it’d had the chance would have undoubtedly gifted many more amazing words and stories to this world.
What struck me most is the youth and hopes and struggles that come with it that are embedded in every single story of this book. Like Anne Fadiman, Marina’s professor at Yale, says in her introduction: “Marina was twenty-one and sounded twenty-one: a brainy twenty-one, a twenty-one who knew her way around the English language, a twenty-one who understood that there a few better subjects than being young and uncertain and starry-eyed and frustrated and hopeful.”
Marina was so, so young. She had so much more potential to write. So much more potential to live.
I think this is a book for everyone who is young now, still remembers what it felt like or wants to be reminded. Read it and celebrate and commemorate the talent that left this world way too soon.