Zoulfa Katouh's sophomore novel The Ocean Would Paint Me Blue takes readers on a magical journey of healing where a seventeen-year-old girl uses a magical sketchbook to reconnect with her mother and her culture. Jihad has always been told that her family has gifts from Syria - from her mother's ability to speak with jellyfish, to her aunt who can sense the future, to her sister's uncanny affinity for order. Her gift came in the form of colors and she used to be able to see everything just a little brighter. After her mother's death plunged her world into shades of grey, a future at art school seemed impossible.
When she's enrolled at the elite Braxton Academy to finish her senior year, she begins to hope for a brighter future, where Braxton's prestige could help her achieve her dream of attending Opus School of Art. However, her religion and name quickly sets her apart and makes her target amongst the other students. When she finds a sketchbook in her mother's desk that was made from a tree in her mother's hometown in Syria, Jihad slowly begins to rediscover her voice and color through paintings that depict her mother's story of leaving her home behind to start a new life in a city that ultimately failed her.
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| published June 2nd, 2026 - 368 pages - e-arc on behalf of Toppling Stacks Tours purchase on: bookshop* | barnes and nobles | amazon |
I was fully prepared to be bawling because Zoulfa Katouh pretty much eviscerated me with her debut novel. The Ocean Would Paint Me Blue dives into themes of grief, religious intolerance, racism, and hate crimes against the Muslim community in New York City.
From the less than warm welcome she receives from Braxton Academy to her stilted relationship with her father and sister, Jihad's grief becomes part of you as the reader and you feel the heavy weight of her despair through the first half of the story. As she slowly finds healing through her art, it truly felt like the colors came back and the novel itself bloomed. I felt her pain the same way I felt her anger and frustration at being stereotyped for her name - the same way I felt her loss at being torn between being American and wanting so desperately to connect with a culture that feels so foreign.
Zoulfa Katouh manages to capture this balance of longing and anger that Jihad struggles with so perfectly. Her feelings felt justified and for every piece of injustice she experienced, my heart broke for her a little bit more. Seeing the rude remarks from her classmates followed by each betrayal from her closest friend revealed the unfortunate truth about America's white-centric societal values and its blatant Islamophobia. There were times I genuinely had to stop reading because I got so angry at the sheer audacity and privilege of the white upper class. The one bright light that helped Jihad cling to sanity came in the form of a golden-retriever boy named Jamie. I was initially kind of anxious about him but I shouldn't have doubted Zoulfa's character writing because he was truly such a green flag. I definitely appreciated that their friendship never made an attempt to overshadow Jihad's healing journey and instead he became a sense of safety and support for her to lean on as she reclaim her mother's stories.
To quote the editor's note at the beginning, this book truly "tore me apart and stitched me back to together." The Ocean Would Paint Me Blue left me seeing the world with just a little bit more color and a strange desire to go to an aquarium to speak with the jellyfish.

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