For some reason I’ve never read any Louise Erdrich novels before, so I was glad to get to The Round House and later ﬁnd out that many of her books are centered around the same ﬁctional North Dakota reservation and the community there. It’s impressive to know that this book is grounded in a well-established history, but yet it can eﬀortlessly draw in a reader unfamiliar with any of the preceding stories.
This story is set in 1988 and is mainly told from the perspective of Joe who was then thirteen but is looking back as an adult. His mother survives a brutal attack — she is beaten and raped — but then shuts down, withdrawing and refusing to identify who attacked her. Joe’s...more
Feeling pleased at the wintry theme at the time, I bought Snow with Winter’s Tale — now the association with Helprin’s novel is not at all ﬂattering, but luckily they have little in common beyond cold weather. And whereas Winter’s Tale is best at the beginning, Snow felt rather tedious at the start and got better after the story was established.
Focused on a poet who goes by Ka who is currently living in exile from Turkey and is visiting the eastern city of Kars for only the second time in his life, the book is written from the perspective of “Orhan the novelist,” a friend of Ka’s who is piecing things together from his notebooks years later. Almost every...more
In 2006, a New York Times poll asked “a couple of hundred prominent writers, critics, editors and other literary sages” What Is the Best Work of American Fiction of the Last 25 Years?, and Winter’s Tale incredibly received multiple votes. It’s not so strange to think that people would enjoy this lengthy novel based in New York City, stretching roughly a hundred years from the turn of the 20th century to an apocalyptic 2000: it just seems odd that multiple people would pick it as the best, above others, in the last 25 years.
Helprin’s prose is beautifully ﬂorid, but the narrative seems to serve only to...more
I imagine this quirky novel would be a talking point for people interested in the “digital humanities,” as it pits dusty, old books and their creaky scholars against shiny, electronic devices and their optimistic geeks. That’s deﬁnitely both exaggeration and simpliﬁcation as there are characters that walk the analog-digital line, but then it’s also a lighthearted narrative in which many of the characters are archetypal.
Set amidst a hyperrealistic San Francisco, the bookstore of the title appears to a young, unemployed web designer who is eager for any work and takes the night shift. He soon realizes the store also functions as a library for a collection of mysterious books that seem to written in code. And, because it...more
I read the ﬁrst two books in this collection not quite two years ago. Now maybe wasn’t the best time to revisit this, as I felt pretty distracted until the end when I was able to ﬁnd some focus again. But then reading one of Davis’s books is more of an eﬀort than you would expect, partially because her stories vary from the incredibly short to involved. The incredibly short ones seem like they would be the easiest, but sometimes the linguistic riﬃng takes some time to untangle. Even the involved stories don’t follow any kind of traditional narrative and don’t necessarily sweep you up in the usual way.
Two of my favorite longer stories from the last...more
I’m not sure why exactly I rescued this book from a free pile, but I’d guess it was due to its Jane Eyre roots and my appreciation of Wide Sargasso Sea. I was really convinced I had never read Jane Eyre, but according to what I wrote about Jean Rhys’s book, I did, at some point. Apparently my memories of it are even hazier now, to the point of obscurity.
Set in mid-20th-century Scotland, and, as noted, based on the storyline of Charlotte Brontë’s novel, The Flight of Gemma Harding is entertaining enough. I got through it in a week, despite its length nearing in on 500 pages. But the story is very tidy, and the pace rumbles on...more
I was surprised that I hadn’t heard much about this novel from the writer of one of my favorites, Bee Season, which maybe someone else would have considered a really bad sign. But I enjoyed her second novel, Wickett’s Remedy, and have a fond memory of attending a reading for that book where she talked in detail about the research she did at the NYPL to learn about the 1918 inﬂuenza pandemic. Her appreciation of the pneumatic tubes in the library was especially endearing.
The False Friend starts out on a good, mysterious note. A woman suddenly has a revelation about a terrible event that happened twenty years ago, which involved the disappearance of her best...more
Summer, with all its distractions, is generally an opportune time for reading short ﬁction that you can digest in small segments. This collection seems like a particularly good ﬁt, as many of the stories have themes of travel. At some point I thought to myself that it was strange that two of them had a character with the same name; only after ﬁnishing and reading a few reviews did it come clear that this wasn’t a coincidence — I’d actually missed that the character recurred in three stories. Summer and its distractions?
The stories follow a pretty traditional short story structure: just enough info to know who you’re dealing with; a simple conﬂict; and a quiet revelation, but not necessarily a resolution....more
I might have skipped this semi-autobiographical novel entirely if I’d only read James Wood’s rather negative opinion in his New Yorker review. Luckily a friend pointed me toward Johanna Fateman’s Bookforum review, and I reconsidered. It’s a strangely tricky book, as I suspect readers will either relate or entirely not-relate to the character Sheila’s ambition to be the best person she can be. But those who do relate may enjoy how she explores this conceit, while others may be disgusted by the ugliness of it and what that, indirectly, says about them.
The story doesn’t have a traditional structure with its confessional nature and sections written in play form and emails written as lists and one notably...more
Not long after unpacking my books after moving, a friend asked for a book recommendation, and I pulled The History of Love oﬀ the shelf, which reminded me that I had put this one, Krauss’s ﬁrst novel, on my list a while back. The History of Love has stayed a favorite of mine for several years and her next book Great House treads in pretty similar territory; so it was a surprise how diﬀerent this book felt.
Most of the story is from the perspective of a man who was found wandering in the desert, with no memory of who he is. This turns out to be caused by a tumor, but after surgery only part of his...more