"The Constellation of Forgotten Things feels like a mythical text that has existed for centuries — something unearthed rather than written. I was captivated by the relationships between souls, and deeply moved by the larger story that frames the book at its beginning and end. Tiffany and her son, Renley Nicolas Chu, have created a singularly beautiful jewel of a book."
—Esmé Weijun Wang, The New York Times bestselling author of The Collected Schizophrenias

"THE CONSTELLATION OF FORGOTTEN THINGS is a candid and compelling exploration of the human condition. Through a distinctive lens, this anthology closely examines different embodiments of kinship, the diverse nuances of loss, and the enduring depths of love. A resonant letter to those seeking home."
—Joanne Yi, author of All the Tomorrows After

"The Constellation of Forgotten Things is one of the most tender books I’ve read in years, an anthology shimmering with grief, longing, imagination, and the unbearable human desire to be remembered. Through stories that feel at once mythic and deeply personal, Tiffany Chu and Renley create something far larger than a collection: a living conversation about love, memory, disability, belonging, and what it means to leave pieces of ourselves glowing inside one another long after death. This book does not simply mourn a life. It continues one."
—Kimberly Warner, author of Unfixed, a Publisher’s Weekly Editor’s Pick

"Taken together, these short stories form a central theme that when a connection is forged deeply enough, it can defy distance, time, and nature itself [...] A fated grief memoir told in heartrending fairy tales, The Constellation of Forgotten Things is the ultimate tribute, an enduring gift of love carried forward."
—Indies Today

"THE CONSTELLATION OF FORGOTTEN THINGS is a tender collision of melancholy and hope, a heartache in words, filled with tales of forlorn travelers, wayfinding, and journeys unrealized. At its core, this anthology explores the true magic in the connections made between people, the way the stories we write hold shards of our souls laid bare so we may be seen, heard, felt, how stories may change when passed between the remembered and the rememberer, and how they are continued."
—Ai Jiang, Hugo Award-nominated author of Linghun