Zoë Wicomb

The One that Got Away by Zoë Wicomb is a collection of twelve short stories set in South Africa and Glasgow. The stories depict characters at crossroads either because of a change in circumstances or because they have a choice to make while straddling two cultures.

Confronting questions of identity, the characters explore where they came from and their contentious relationship with the past. They delve into the nature of their connections with spouses, friends, and family, as well as their social and cultural environment. The stories include a man who feels at a loose end; a woman who abandons her responsibilities as wife and mother by refusing to leave her bed; a pair of former high school friends discovering they now have little in common; a young girl navigating her life in Glasgow; a cleaning lady who steals a scarf; and a man returning a library book. A character in one story may turn up as related to or connected with a character in another story.

Several of the stories rely on the stream of consciousness technique, so it can be confusing to distinguish between a person’s thoughts and what is actually happening. The stories are uneven, some being stronger than others. All explore questions of identity and cultural belonging. Wicomb shows identity as a fluid construct. How and where we locate ourselves is in constant flux in an ever-changing world. Her stories capture a moment in time in which her characters discover something new about themselves, about their relationships, and about the world around them. They seem to be in a liminal or in-between phase in which the old ways of thinking and doing have lost relevance, but new ways have yet to materialize. The conclusions to her stories are open-ended, and, just as in real life, resolution remain elusive.

A thought-provoking collection of short stories.

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Audur Ava Ólafsdóttir

Miss Iceland by Audur Ava Ólafsdóttir, translated from the Icelandic by Brian FitzGibbon, is a subdued, quiet novel about three close friends who are frustrated misfits in society. The setting of the novel is Reykjavik in 1963. The first-person narrator is Hekla, a young, talented writer named after a volcano. She leaves the family farm to pursue her literary dreams in Reykjavik. Her two close friends in Reykjavik play a prominent role in her life.

Hekla’s friend, Jón John, is harassed for his homosexuality, marginalized by society, and perceived as a criminal and pedophile. His dream of being a theatrical costume designer is thwarted. The only work he can find is on fishing trawlers where he suffers from sea sickness and constant harassment by the ship’s crew for being gay. He graciously welcomes Hekla into his home, buys her clothes, sews her outfits, confides in her, encourages her to write, makes no demands on her, and embraces her as a soul mate.

Hekla’s other friend is Ísey, a frustrated writer. Ísey is married, has a young baby daughter, and is pregnant with her second child. Being a wife and mother consumes her time and stifles her creativity. She is lonely and alone with her baby all day long, finding little inspiration in life. She maintains her sanity by writing imaginary conversations with strangers and recording imaginary events. Hekla provides a much-needed reprieve from her friend’s humdrum existence by showering her with library books, treats, and adult conversation.

And then there is Hekla, a gifted writer who has to combat virulent sexism. She is expected to adhere to societal norms by either becoming a wife and mother like Ísey or a sexually exploited play toy. She rejects both roles. As a talented female author, she struggles to get published in a male-dominated literary world and submits some of her work under a male pseudonym. Her relationship with her poet/boyfriend ends when he learns she is a talented writer.  

The characters are well-drawn and authentic; their frustrations expressed in clear, unadorned language. The strength of the novel lies in Hekla’s voice. She maintains the tone of an emotionally detached observer, never getting upset or revealing her thoughts. Although she sympathizes with her friends’ predicaments, she doesn’t get entangled with their fate. She doesn’t judge, condemn, or criticize. Her voice is firm, straightforward, and droll. She is unruffled by the upheavals in her friends’ lives, by her jealous boyfriend, or by the harassment from male patrons while working at her waitressing job. She refuses to compromise herself, her focus being on her creative output.

The novel ends on an ambiguous note. A volcanic eruption is creating a new island, suggesting new beginnings and a transformation of the status quo. But it also ends with Hekla suggesting her former boyfriend submit her manuscript under his name to increase its chance of publication. He agrees and claims the book as his own. One wonders how much change the status quo has undergone since, once again, another man is appropriating a woman’s work.

At a time in which homophobia and sexism run rampant, this quiet, poignant tale shows the role of friendship in diminishing alienation, supporting creativity, and encouraging self-fulfillment.

Recommended.

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Olga Tokarczuk; translated by Antonia Lloyd-Jones; illustrated by Joanna Concejo

In the short story/parable, The Lost Soul, translated from the Polish by Antonia Lloyd-Jones and illustrated by Joanna Concejo, Olga Tokarczuk, recipient of the 2018 Nobel Prize in Literature, offers a profound meditation on finding inner peace. The text is minimal but inspirational.

A man wakes up one morning to experience an existential crisis. Feeling empty and experiencing a loss of identity, he is diagnosed with a case of lost soul. His doctor explains people are so busy running from one place to the next that their souls are unable to keep up with them. He advised finding a quiet place and waiting patiently for his soul to catch up. The man follows the doctor’s advice and waits until he is reunited with his soul. Finding inner peace and attentive to the natural beauty around him, he buries instruments of time and travel and enjoys life at a leisurely pace to accommodate his soul.

This very simple but beautiful story invites reflection. Enhancing the text are the finely detailed, monochromatic drawings of Joanna Concejo. Her illustrations are intricately drawn with pen and pencil. Shading is used to great advantage, whether to reveal the skeletal branches of a tree, the delicate petals of a flower, the windblown grass, the wooden floorboards in the cottage, or the wavy locks of hair on a head. All are shaded in greys and blacks with the occasional burst of green from a plant. Splashes of color are introduced once the man reunites with his soul. The final pages are plush with greenery and flowers to reflect the serenity that comes with slowing down, breathing deeply, and smelling the flowers.

With illustrations that feast the eyes, this is a charming parable for young and old, alike.

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Hisham Matar

Hisham Matar’s In the Country of Men unfolds in the first-person voice of nine-year old Suleiman living in Gaddafi’s Libya and struggling to make sense of the events disrupting his life. Whether it is through his omnipresent, larger-than-life images or through the brutal actions of his revolutionary army and secret police, Gaddafi’s presence haunts the pages of the novel.

Suleiman witnesses the escalating horrors of living under a brutal dictatorship. The father of his best friend is arrested by the Revolutionary army, beaten and kicked before being swept away to an unknown destination. The father later appears on television “confessing” his crime of treason. He is publicly executed at a sports stadium to the resounding cheers of the crowd. Not long after, Suleiman’s father is arrested. He returns home so badly beaten and bruised that Suleiman doesn’t initially recognize him, thinking a monster is sharing his mother’s bed. Eventually, Suleiman’s parents decide to get him out of the country for his own safety. He is sent to Egypt where he completes his education and becomes a pharmacist.

Whether he is describing the burst of flavor when eating mulberries or the public execution as it plays out before his narrator’s eyes, Matar writes in vivid, immersive description. Suleiman’s observations are recorded in minute details, lending an air of verisimilitude to the writing. But there is disconnect and incongruity between his interpretation of what he sees and reality. He refers to his mother’s “illness” and her “medicine” bottle. In reality, his mother is a drunk who becomes reckless after having too much to drink and who burdens her son with stories of her forced marriage. He perceives the secret police agent stationed outside their home as a reliable friend. He compares the condemned man’s resistance to walking up the gallows to a shy woman’s resistance to being coerced on to the dance floor. His confusion is compounded by the knowledge his parents shelter him from the truth although he doesn’t know why.

Violence, fear, torture, surveillance, house searches, disappearances, gender oppression, and lies are daily occurrences in Suleiman’s life, leaving a lingering impact with far-reaching consequences. His confusion and fear manifest in bouts of cruelty and violence toward others. He betrays a friend’s confidence, physically wounds a playmate, and intentionally tries to drown the beggar, Bahloul.

Through the voice of his nine-year-old narrator, Hisham Matar captures the long-term, debilitating impact on a child growing up under an oppressive regime. Suleiman’s life, friends, and family have all been disrupted by forces he doesn’t understand. As an adult living in exile in Egypt, he feels lost, emotionally distant, empty, and alienated. When he looks back at his childhood at the end of the novel, he recognizes his personal trajectory took the shape it did due to political forces completely beyond his control.

Hisham Matar has produced a compelling first-person narrative of a child’s experience with living under a brutal dictatorship.

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Robbie Arnott

The Rain Heron by Robbie Arnott builds a world with mythic qualities that conveys an ecological message about the importance of reciprocity in human interaction with nature.

The novel is in four parts. Part 0 establishes the mythic qualities of the rain heron and its magical powers to generate and withhold rain. It is designated Part 0 because it happens in a mythic realm, before recorded time when our ancient ancestors lived in harmony with nature and believed in its magical powers. Part 1 introduces Ren, a middle-aged woman who fled a military coup to live in a cave in the mountains. Soldiers, led by the relentless Lieutenant Zoe Harker, discover her hideout and torture her until she agrees to lead them to the rain heron. Part 2 takes us back to Zoe’s adolescence where she witnesses the catastrophic consequences of disrupting the reciprocal relationship with nature. In Part 3, Zoe, whose eye has been gouged out by the heron when she captured it, is on a road trip to take the bird to the animal sanctuary. And Part 4 sees another road trip in which Zoe returns the rain heron to its natural habitat.

This is a world in which climate change occurs rapidly, impacting the livelihood of local villagers. It is also a world in which civilians are fearful of military brutality. Lives are disrupted; villages are vacated; and nature wreaks havoc with the weather. The culprit is humanity’s greed and short-sighted desire to dominate nature. Catastrophe ensues when we assume nature’s resources are unlimited and that we can take and take and take without considering long-term repercussions. Nature can and does retaliate with a vengeance. Our environment becomes impoverished; our traditions are lost; our humanity is diminished.  

After illustrating the disastrous consequences of the human instinct to dominate nature, the novel offers a redemption of sorts. It shifts from third person point of view to first person point of view as the final section unfolds in Zoe’s voice to reveal her atonement and restitution. But her transition from a cruel, heartless lieutenant to a penitent human eager to make amends is not entirely convincing and seems somewhat implausible.

Arnott excels in describing the natural environment in vivid and evocative detail. The vibrant colors of the squid as it sucks human blood is visually striking. The majestic heron’s transformations are breath-taking. The powerful imagery of the natural environment assumes an almost mythic resonance. This blend of myth with reality in which myth has a direct bearing on the internal and external environment is reinforced by Zoe. After losing her eye, she experiences an epiphany. She “sees” the truth, echoing Sophocles’ classical myth of Oedipus in which truth comes at a price. The novel suggests in order to re-establish a balanced relationship with nature and redeem ourselves, we must sacrifice our need for dominance. This entails a recognition of our mutual dependence on nature and our interconnectivity with all that lives.

Recommended.

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Leslie Marmon Silko

Leslie Marmon Silko’s Ceremony opens with Tayo, a young Native American veteran, recovering in a Veteran’s hospital. Returning from World War II where he was held at a Japanese prison camp, Tayo suffers from acute PTSD. He experiences hallucinations, flashbacks, survivor’s guilt, alienation, and despair. He weeps uncontrollably. His concept of time and location is scrambled. Events that happened in the past are experienced in the present, triggering erratic responses. Scenes of war play before his eyes. One minute he is trudging through the Philippine jungle; the next he is vomiting at a train station.

Released from the hospital, Tayo returns to the Laguna Pueblo reservation. His friends, also veterans, seek refuge for their anger and bitterness in alcohol and senseless violence. They reminisce about being in the military because it reminds them of a time when they were treated with respect. Tayo indulges them but recognizes the futility of their actions. His quest for healing takes a different path. He visits Betonie, a medicine man who performs traditional rituals and ceremonies designed to heal. Through storytelling, Betonie explains the witchery plaguing mankind and how Tayo can help to combat it. He performs a healing ceremony on Tayo and explicates the traditions of the past. As is true of much of Native American culture, every aspect of the ritual is endowed with symbolic significance.

The healing ceremony has a restorative impact on Tayo’s mind-set. He perceives the interconnectedness of all living things and recognizes boundaries of separation are artificial, man-made constructs. He observes insects, birds, animals, the colors of the sky, the flowing streams, and majestic mountains with acuity and appreciation. He connects with nature as if for the first time and locates himself within it by embracing his surroundings.

Tayo shares his story with the elders on his return home. By reconstructing the events through storytelling, he transforms the memory of the trauma, claims it, and integrates it into his life. Storytelling becomes an act of resistance and occasions healing and empowerment. Tayo establishes a safe, restorative haven for himself in which he achieves wholeness, adopts a new way of thinking, exercises agency, and strengthens his community.

The non-linear, meandering progression of the narrative replicates the scramble in Tayo’s mind during his recuperation. The shifts in time and place occur abruptly just as they do for Tayo. The present circles back to the past, each time adding detail to a flashback and developing the narrative thread until a fuller picture emerges. The diction is richly poetic. The sights, sounds, smells, textures, and colors of the natural environment are described in vivid detail and grounded in a sense of place. By threading Tayo’s story with elements of Native American folklore, mythology, songs, rituals, and ceremonies, Silko has spun a rich tapestry illuminating a path toward healing.

A challenging read but well worth the effort.

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Vladimir Sorokin; translated by Jamey Gambrell

Set during an unremitting blizzard in rural Russia, The Blizzard by Vladimir Sorokin, translated from the Russian by Jamey Gambrell, mixes realism with magical realism and includes elements of the Odyssey and Gulliver’s Travels.

The plot is straightforward. Platon Ilich Garin, the district doctor, is desperate to get to Dolgoye where the villagers are plagued with a terrible disease that transforms them into flesh-eating zombies. He carries with him a life-saving vaccine. In spite of the blinding snow storm, Crouper, the local bread man, agrees to transport the doctor on his sled pulled by 50 partridge-sized horses. They set off on a journey that should take only a few hours but stretches into days. The unrelenting snow storm reduces visibility, slowing progress. The cold is piercing, the snow knee-deep. Obstacles along the way damage the vehicle, forcing make-shift repairs. Among those they encounter are a dwarfed miller and his wife, wolves, a dead giant, and drug dealers.

The doctor initially appears as a dedicated professional, determined to save lives. But as the increasingly grueling nature of the journey becomes apparent, he reveals more of his personality. He is bitter, condescending, short-tempered, violent, angry, and abusive. Although he frequently expresses remorse at his vituperative outbursts, he makes little attempt to control them. By contrast, Crouper is unwaveringly optimistic and reassuring. He is solicitous and gentle with his horses, making sure they are warm and well-fed, coaxing them to move with gentle pats and soothing words. He prevents the doctor from whipping the horses, for which he receives a punch in the face. But he is quick to forgive and unruffled by the doctor’s erratic tantrums. He is by far the most compelling and tender character.

The journey is fraught with natural and unnatural obstacles that parallel the Odyssey. The doctor’s sexual encounter with the miller’s wife echoes Odysseus’ sexual exploits. His experience with the Vitaminders’ hallucinogenic drug parallels the temptation of the Lotus Eaters. The dead giant blocking the road is reminiscent of the Laestrygonians. The fierce snow drifts that disrupt travel echo Odysseus’ experience with being tossed around on the ocean. The shifts in scale parallel Gulliver’s Travels—the miniature horses, the dwarf-sized miller who curls up on his wife’s lap, the dead giant, and the enormous snow man.

The novel lends itself to an allegorical reading. It represents a litany of the insurmountable challenges that can thwart a cause. It is man versus nature. It is man versus his inner nature and the temptations that lead him to veer from his goal. It illustrates the contrasting attitudes toward life’s challenges as represented by the optimistic, gentle Crouper and the surly, unsympathetic doctor.

Sorokin skillfully plunges the reader in the frigid temperatures and whirling snow drifts. The novel is intense; the setting immersive; the details well-drawn; and the language hypnotic, especially during the dream sequences and Garin’s psychedelic vision. In spite of the many strengths of the novel, the significance of this journey and all that transpires within it remains elusive. One is left with a feeling something is still buried in the snow or is just beyond reach.

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Anne Youngson

Meet Me at the Museum by Anne Youngson takes the form of a series of letters from Tina Hopgood, a farmer’s wife in East Anglia; and Professor Anders Larsen, the curator at Silkeborg Museum in Denmark. Their connection is forged around a mutual interest in the Tollund Man, a 2,000-year-old corpse unearthed in a peat bog in Jutland in 1950.

Tina initiates the letters with questions about the Tollund Man’s remarkably well-preserved corpse housed in the museum. To her surprise, Anders Larsen responds to her query. This launches a correspondence lasting a little over a year.

From the opening, formal exchange, the letters become increasingly intimate in tone with personal revelations about spouses and children, habits, likes and dislikes, and details about everyday lives. The two become familiar and comfortable with each other, freely admitting to thoughts and feelings not shared with anyone else. Tina discloses some of the doubts she experiences about her life choices; Anders discloses his struggle with the death of his wife. Their friendship flourishes. They share their joys, their dreams, and their hopes; they seek one another’s advice; they help one another sort through their thoughts. Even though they have never met face-to-face, they come to know one another more intimately than people they interact with daily. When Tina shares a shocking discovery about her marriage at the end of the novel, Anders calmly outlines her available options. The novel’s conclusion is open-ended and hopeful with Anders’ letter, once again, inviting her to visit the museum to share the experience of seeing the Tollund Man together.

The epistolary nature of the novel allows for self-revelation as each character gradually peels away the layers to disclose more of himself/herself. The strengthening bond is apparent in tone and diction. The letters are heartfelt, genuine, and touching. In their 60s, both characters reflect on their past, on lost opportunities, and on the circumstances that led them to make the choices they did. They have the maturity to figure out what is important in life and to support each other in making the necessary changes. Their intimacy is palpable; their honesty refreshing; their connection genuine.

In writing that is poignant and reflective, Youngson has produced a charming novel about the power of words to generate an intimacy between two people who have never met.

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John Williams

Stoner by John Williams is a quiet, unassuming novel with a quiet, unassuming hero. The impact it leaves, however, is profound.

The opening pages of the novel provide a brief introduction to the life and death of William Stoner. Born in 1891 of humble origins, Stoner works on a Missouri farm with his parents. He enters the University of Missouri in 1910 to obtain a degree in Agriculture. But an encounter with a Shakespearean sonnet during a survey class in English Literature leaves him awe-struck. He experiences an epiphany that etches an indelible mark and transforms his life forever. He switches his major to English. After receiving his Ph.D., he teaches at the university until his death in 1956. Along the way, he experiences the impact of two world wars, an unhappy marriage, an estranged daughter, and a love affair with a university colleague. He finds himself embroiled in the petty departmental squabbles frequently plaguing academia. All that remains of William Stoner after his death is a medieval manuscript in the library’s Rare Books Collection contributed by his colleagues to honor his memory.

The simple and straightforward plot is not what makes this an exceptional book. Instead, it is the quality of the writing. John Williams is a magician with words, generating empathy for his unassuming hero with subdued brush strokes. Stoner’s external appearance contrasts with his interiority. It is the difference between a life as seen and a life as experienced. Beneath his demure exterior lies a heart pulsating with powerful emotions that he is unable or unwilling to verbalize. To the outside world, Stoner is mild-mannered, ordinary, shy, awkward, self-effacing, tolerant of his wife’s injustices, insecure, humble, and stoic. Internally, he is intelligent, sensitive, delicate, dedicated to the craft of teaching, and passionate about communicating the transformative power of literature to his students. He plods along, leading a life of quiet desperation while his internal life is rich and imbued with a passion for literature that renders his external life inconsequential.

Williams’ portrayal of the characters orbiting Stoner’s sphere is equally restrained, equally effective, and equally brilliant. In a few short pages, we grasp the character of Edith, Stoner’s wife, even before he does. We recognize her for the shallow, callous, cruel, and emotionally deprived creature she is. We see in Walker, the student with the disability, the arrogance with which he challenges Stoner in the classroom, and his ignorance as he spouts unmitigated balderdash during his oral exams. And in Lomax, Stoner’s colleague and later department chair, we see his petty vindictiveness as he avenges himself on a perceived injustice.

Stoner acquiesces patiently to the many losses in his life. His love for his daughter is thwarted when Edith intentionally drives a wedge between them. His relationship with his lover, Katherine Driscoll, ends abruptly when Lomax forces her to leave the university. But his love for literature and for the transformative power of its words endures. He dies knowing that, in spite of his other failures, his life has been imbued with meaning because of his dedication and unwavering commitment to his craft and to the pursuit of knowledge.  

Early in the novel, Stoner says, “He knew that Lomax had gone through a kind of conversion, an epiphany of knowing something through words that could not be put into words . . .”

That is the sense one gets in reading this novel. It is riveting, profound, bigger than the sum of its parts, and suffused with a transcendence that cannot be fully expressed in words.

Very highly recommended.

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Evelyn Waugh

Published in 1928, Evelyn Waugh’s Decline and Fall skewers British societal norms of the 1920s. It is satire at its most delicious and hilarious.

We follow the trials and travails of an unlikely hero, Paul Pennyfeather. While studying at Oxford, he has the misfortune to be the victim of a prank by alcohol-infused members of the Bollinger Club who strip him of his trousers, forcing him to run the whole length of the quadrangle in a highly unseemly manner. Summarily dismissed from Oxford for indecent behavior, he joins the ranks of a boarding school in Wales where he falls in love with the wealthy and beautiful mother of one of his students. One thing leads to another, and before too long, Paul finds himself embroiled in nefarious activities that land him in jail. With the help of friends in high places, Paul regains his freedom thanks to a forged death certificate. He assumes a new identity and returns to Oxford to complete his studies.

Paul suffers the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune with total equanimity. He takes his misfortunes with stride. He is joined by a colorful cast of characters. Among them is the bigamist Grimes with the wooden leg who fakes his own death on more than one occasion; the wig-wearing Prendergast who wants to be a church minister but is plagued with doubts; the revolver-toting Philbrick, the butler who keeps resurfacing with a new identity; Dr. Fagan, the headmaster who displays a complete lack of interest in the quality of education at the school; and the beautiful and somewhat less than Honorable Mrs. Beste-Chetwynde who runs a prostitution ring.

No one and nothing is spared Waugh’s satirical pen. British institutions come under attack, including upper classes with their notions of superiority; public schools with their staff and students; prisons with their ludicrous theories of prison reform; government with its corrupt politicians. Waugh lambasts all with a deadpan humor that elicits laughter at every corner. Hypocrisy, corruption, the class system, the old-boy network, and racism are on full display. The dialogue is particularly irresistible as it ripples with irony, humor, and sarcasm. The plot is fast-paced; the energy riveting; the characters eccentric but believable; the conversation hilarious; the satire penetrating.

Waugh clothes his critique of British society and its norms in a hilarious comedy of manners that is both entertaining and insightful.

Highly recommended.

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David Barrie

Supernavigators: Exploring the Wonders of How Animals Find their Way by David Barrie documents the research uncovering fascinating insights on the navigation of animals, especially insects and birds. Although Barrie does mention larger animals, like crocodiles and elephants, he admits their navigational tools remain a mystery.

Barrie describes in detail the research and various experiments designed to uncover the mystery of insect and bird navigation. He cites specific scientists and credits their work. He also shows how subsequent scientists stand on the shoulders of previous scientists, building on their research and passing the baton to their successors as in a relay race. What emerges are some intriguing insights on animal navigation.

Research demonstrates animals have a cornucopia of navigational tools at their disposal. These include navigation by the sun, moon, stars, and Milky Way; by sound, sight, smell; by the perception of polarized light; by memory; and by imprinting. Animals even have the ability to detect subtle variations on the intensity, inclination, and declination of the earth’s geomagnetic field through the presence of light-stimulated molecules that can detect their orientation in relation to earth’s magnetic field. Bumble bees communicate with each other through a wiggly dance that alerts other bees to the presence of food, its location, and its quality. Dung beetles navigate by storing an image of the positions of the sun, moon, stars, and Milky Way, and using the image as their guide. The salmon, turtle, and lobster are among the animals that use the earth’s magnetic field to perform complex feats of navigation. Birds fly thousands of miles over the ocean to find their way home. And ants have the apparent ability to find their way home by counting their own footsteps.

Berry provides copious examples of animal navigational skills and includes the occasional example of human navigational skills for good measure. He immerses himself in the topic, frequently joining scientist on research expeditions. His excitement at discovering nuances of animal behavior or at proving a hypothesis is contagious. Above all, he communicates his wonder at the ability of these super navigators to find their way.

Included are diagrams and sketches, an extensive bibliography, detailed notes for each chapter, and an index. Each chapter ends with a brief anecdote that tells of an animal’s amazing feat of navigation to find its way home. How the animal does it remains a mystery. As he succinctly phrases it, “More research is needed.” His final chapter laments the atrophy of humanity’s navigational skills due to our reliance on technology. And he concludes with words of caution about our anthropocentrism. He argues if we learn more about animals and how we are all interconnected, we will see the urgency of protecting the rich and varied life forms on our planet.

A very accessible and enlightening exploration of how bees, ants, beetles, butterflies, fish, birds, and humans navigate their way around the world.

Muriel Spark

“Remember that you must die” potentially reeks of morbidity, so one would assume a novel entitled Memento Mori would be pretty bleak. But one would be mistaken. For in the capable hands of Muriel Spark, this is far from being a macabre or depressing reading experience. Although set in the 1950s and published in 1959, the novel feels fresh in its treatment of an enduring subject—how do we come to terms with our own mortality?

The novel’s lively cast of elderly characters are from the upper echelons of society. With ages ranging from the mid 70s to the late 80s, they are in various stages of physical and mental decline. They are connected to each other either as siblings, through marriage, as previous lovers, or as caregivers. Among them is Dame Lettie, a recipient of the OBE; Charmian, her sister-in-law and famous novelist; Guy Leet, Charmian’s former lover and a literary critic; Godfrey, Charmian’s disgruntled husband and brother to Dame Lettie; and Jean Taylor, Charmian’s friend and previous caregiver who now resides in a home for the elderly.

Unexpectedly, this close-knit coterie finds itself victimized by harassing phone calls. An anonymous caller has the unmitigated gall to remind them of their impending death. The calls are initially dismissed. Dame Lettie, the first victim, is accused of imagining things. But when the culprit broadens his circle and calls all members of the group individually, a police investigation is launched, a detective is consulted. But to no avail. The harassing phone calls continue.

Each character responds to a reminder of the inevitability of death in a manner that conforms with his/her world view. Their coping mechanisms vary. Some are in denial and desperate to catch and silence the culprit who reminds them of their mortality; others take a more philosophical and religious approach. Added to the mix are the elderly women who reside in the Maud Long Medical Ward with Jean Taylor. These women, affectionately referred to as “the Grannies,” act as a chorus of those refusing to go gently into that good night. Depicted as unique, authentic individuals with different interests and temperaments, they are resilient and frequently cantankerous. Their interactions are both comic and poignant.

Using the third person omniscient point of view, Spark turns her astute lens to observe her characters. Their behavior and interactions are rendered realistically, with even minor details revealing a great deal about a character’s disposition. The indignities that come with aging, including the loss of mobility and bodily functions, are presented authentically and, in many cases, with compassionate amusement. The quirky characters with their foibles and humorous interactions serve as potent reminders that the conflicts, deceptions, and intrigues of one’s wild and woolly youth diminish in significance when confronted with the ravages of aging and the inevitability of death.

Highly recommended for its inspired and inspiring treatment of an otherwise bleak subject.

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Betool Khedairi; translated by Muhayman Jamil

Absent by Betool Khedairi, translated from the Arabic by Muhayman Jamil, unfolds in a series of vignettes focusing on the occupants of a crowded apartment building in Baghdad during the 1990s. It is told in the first-person voice of Dalal, a young high school student who grows into adulthood by the end of the novel.

Orphaned at a young age when her parents die in an exploding landmine, Dalal lives with her aunt and her aunt’s husband. Her mouth is disfigured due to a stroke she suffered at an early age. She is haunted by her appearance and initially harbors the hope her disfigurement can be corrected with plastic surgery. But when her aunt’s husband uses the money allocated for her surgery to start a beekeeping business in order to earn much needed cash through the sale of honey, Dalal abandons hope.

Through Dalal, we meet the occupants of the apartment building. They are an assorted group representing a cross-section of Iraqi society: Umm Mazin, the resident fortune-teller specializing in concoctions to alleviate domestic and social ailments; Saad, the hairdresser who specializes in making women feel better about their appearance; Ilham, Dalal’s friend, a nurse who reveals the horrors she witnesses in the hospital; Uncle Sami, a former photographer who has lost his sight as a result of insulin shortages. And then there is Dalal’s aunt who tries to eke a living by sewing outfits adorned with padded shoulders and copious buttons; and Dalal’s uncle, a collector of Iraqi art, who enters the world of beekeeping with gusto.

Ever present as a backdrop is the impact on Iraqi civilians of the debilitating consequences of economic sanctions and the never-ending bombs raining terror from the skies. Ilham describes in graphic terms the horror of dismembered limbs; the after-effects of depleted uranium and cluster bombs on the bodies of children; and the shortage of medical supplies and equipment. To add to the unmitigated horror, Iraqi civilians live in terror of the secret service, of loved ones carted off never to be heard from again, of informers infiltrating neighborhoods, of a population living in constant fear of stepping out of line, and of a repressive government that demands sacrifice from its population while feeding it a daily dose of lies and propaganda.

A picture emerges of a people desperately struggling to survive under the most horrific circumstances. But in spite of the horror, the characters try to maintain normal lives. Dalal attends school and goes to work. Marriages and births take place. People adjust to the changing circumstances by varying their trade and by re-purposing used products. The resilience and determination of the human spirit to survive is nothing short of admirable.  

The fragmentary nature of the narrative and somewhat stilted dialogue make it a choppy read. Dalal’s tone is that of a detached observer. Some of the details she shares are gratuitous, appearing as fillers and contributing little to the narrative. For example, do we really need several paragraphs to describe how she removes a stray hair that finds its way inside her mouth? Fewer distractions, a more natural dialogue, and an engaged and engaging narrator would have improved on what is otherwise a compelling portrayal of the impact of war and sanctions on the daily lives of Iraqi civilians.

Recommended.

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AuthorTamara Agha-Jaffar
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Hélène Gestern; trans. Emily Boyce and Ros Schwartz

The People in the Photo by Hélène Gestern, translated from the French by Emily Boyce and Ros Schwartz, unfolds in a series of letters, texts, and emails between Hélène, a French archivist; and Stéphane, a Swiss biologist living in England.

Hélène discovers a photograph of her mother with two men while sorting through her father’s papers after his death. Having virtually no knowledge of her mother who died when Hélène was too young to remember her, she decides to post the photograph in the paper asking if anyone can identify either of the men. She receives a response from Stéphane who informs her that one of the men is his father; the other is a close family friend. The two begin corresponding. They unearth more photos, snippets of memories, postcards, and letters until they eventually piece together long held secrets about their parents’ lives and loves.

In this award-winning novel, Hélène Gestern captures the poignancy of lost love, heartache, and egregious mistakes made with the best of intentions to protect loved ones. The poignancy is heightened with descriptions of photos that intermittently interrupt the correspondence. Hélène describes each photo in intricate detail as she searches for answers behind a sideways glance, a relaxed pose, the position of a hand, a forced smile. Frozen in time, the characters initially conceal their secrets. But as she and Stéphane piece together their parents’ lives and tragic circumstances, they breathe life into the characters. The subtle gestures and wistful expressions gradually reveal painful secrets that had previously been buried.

Gestern adroitly unlocks the power of photographs to not only freeze a moment in time but to transport us back to a time and place and persons who have long since disappeared. Her use of letters and emails circumvents authorial intrusion by placing the reader alongside Hélène and Stéphane as they gradually unearth the past. Furthermore, the intricate description of each newly discovered photograph invites the reader to decipher the image with Hélène and Stéphane while they construct a narrative behind the image. We participate in their discovery and share in their anticipation as they unravel family secrets.

A poignant story told in compelling, eloquent prose of the role of memory in identity, of secrets shrouded in silence, of betrayal, and of the tragic loss of a life.

Highly recommended.

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Tayeb Salih; translated by Denys Johnson-Davies

The Wedding of Zein by Tayeb Salih, translated from the Arabic by Denys Johnson-Davies, is a delightful novella depicting life in a small village in Sudan. The central character is the gawky, lanky, toothless, and comedic village buffoon, Zein. The villagers are shocked with the announcement that not only is Zein getting married, but he is marrying one of the most beautiful and eligible girls in the village. Zein is actually getting married? The villagers are baffled.

In this delightful story, Tayeb Salih introduces us to a motley crew of villagers—a Sufi mystic; a wayward, now reformed son; an orthodox Imam; the beautiful and pious Ni’ma; the village elders who mete out justice; and, of course, Zein. Treated like a harmless village idiot, Zein’s antics are a source of raucous laughter. His vociferous declarations of love for some of the village girls attract potential bridegrooms—a service that makes Zein popular with mothers of marriageable age daughters who welcome him as an emissary of love.

In spite of his antics and tomfoolery, Zein has a heart of gold, a quality recognized and appreciated by Haneen, the Sufi mystic, and by Zein’s future bride, Ni’ma. Zein lives his faith. He looks after the destitute, the lame, and the outcasts. He entertains children and is quick to offer a helping hand to any who need it. The villagers gradually realize Zein is not such an idiot, after all. They dance, sing, clap, and stomp in celebration during his nuptials while he stands at the heart of the circle, the linchpin that holds the story and the village together.  

Tayeb Salih’s enchanting story unfolds with gentle humor and kindness toward the inhabitants of his village. His story illustrates community, neighborliness, compassion, shared responsibility for the well-being of others, repentance, forgiveness, transformations, and acceptance of diversity. It celebrates the differently abled and the beauty that lies beneath physical attributes. This heart-warming tale, beautifully translated by Denys Johnson-Davies, exudes warmth and wholeness and a nostalgia for a time when life was simpler, when people cared about each other, and when all was well with the world.

Highly recommended.

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Mikhail Bulgakov; translated by Michael Glenny

The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov, translated from the Russian by Michael Glenny, defies attempts at categorization or pigeon-holing. On the one hand, it is political satire and social commentary at its most scathing. On the other hand, it is witty, hilarious, weird, absurd, original, fantastic, and wildly entertaining. Bulgakov wrote the novel in secret for fear of reprisals. A censored version was published in 1966, a little over two decades after his death.

The opening seems sane enough. It is the 1930s in Stalin’s Soviet Union. Two men, Ivan Nikolayevich, (aka as Bezdomny) an aspiring poet; and Berlioz, a magazine editor and head of Massolit, the literary writers’ association, discuss the historicity of Jesus while sitting on a park bench. They are joined by a strange looking man, later identified as Professor Woland. Woland predicts the death of Berlioz under highly improbable circumstances. When the prediction comes true and Berlioz’s head is severed from his body, Ivan chases after Woland convinced that he is none other than the devil.

This begins our journey into a topsy-turvy world where bizarre events and magical happenings are taken in stride and where we meet a giant talking black cat; a couple of ominous-looking henchmen; and the beautiful, red-headed succubus, Hella. Characters appear and disappear; a pig flies; lies and subterfuge proliferate; a naked woman turned witch flies across the sky on a broomstick; authors and poets are carted off to the insane asylum; a magic show concludes with females stripped of clothing running out of the theatre; money turns into scraps of paper; Satan throws a ball with an illustrious guest list; wit and sarcasm are on full display; trickster-like antics wreak havoc with society; a severed head re-joins its body; Faustian deals are made with the devil; Margarita, the Master’s lover, transforms into Queen Margot to become hostess of Satan’s ball. A novel within the novel about the relationship between Jesus and Pontius Pilate adds to the general mayhem. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

The mingling of the fantastical with the common place is one of the novel’s most endearing qualities. The tone throughout is light, witty, and humorous. Although the fantastical happenings and paranormal events cannot be taken seriously, the novel raises some very serious questions. How do you cope with censorship? With the curtailment of free speech? With living in a state of constant fear? With disbelief when you speak the truth? With disappearances of people? With mysterious happenings? With a summons from the authorities or a knock on the door in the middle of the night? With the re-writing of history to make it consistent with a political ideology? With the implausible and unreal made to appear plausible and real? In short, how do you cope with living a nightmare where truth and reality are sacrificed and where dissent is summarily squashed?

Bulgakov adroitly delivers a political message under the guise of a playful romp in magical realism. Simmering under the humorous dialogue, fantastical events, imaginative story line, and general hilarity is a scathing critique of the Soviet system and of authoritarianism, in general. The novel seems to suggest one needs humor and an attitude of wild abandon to confront Soviet-style censorship, repression, and abuse of power.

Highly recommended.

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Yrsa Sigurdardóttir; trans. Bernard Scudder and Anna Yates

My Soul to Take by Yrsa Sigurdardóttir, translated from the Icelandic by Bernard Scudder and Anna Yates, is a murder mystery set in Iceland. The novel opens in 1945 with the horrific murder of a little girl. We jump sixty years later to meet Thóra Gudmundsdóttir, a lawyer.  

Thóra is invited to her client’s New Age Spa hotel to investigate the presence of ghosts ostensibly haunting the premises. The ghosts appear as little girls shrouded in fog and can be heard as babies crying. Thóra’s client wants to sue the previous owners for not being forthcoming about the ghosts. Although she doesn’t believe in ghosts, Thóra accepts his offer to spend a weekend at his resort mainly because she needs some rest and relaxation. Unfortunately, it doesn’t quite turn out that way for her. When a mutilated body is discovered on the beach and her client comes under suspicion for the murder, Thóra decides to conduct her own investigation.

Thóra is joined in her exploits by her partner, Matthew. They question the guests and staff at the hotel, each of whom has a connection to the victim and each of whom appears to be hiding something. When a second murder takes place on a nearby property, the investigation acquires greater urgency. One by one, guests and staff come under increasing scrutiny and suspicion. Thóra explores nearby farmhouses, discovers old photographs of Nazi activity and paraphernalia, and gradually unravels long hidden secrets. Eventually, she and Matthew piece together the puzzle, connecting the recent murders to the murder of the little girl in the prologue. 

A personal life fraught with challenges constantly intrudes on Thóra’s investigation. Her sixteen-year-old son is expecting his first baby with his fifteen-year-old girlfriend. Her contentious relationship with her ex-husband weighs on her. Her secretary treats her with disdain. And her feelings toward Matthew are somewhat ambivalent. One the one hand, she relies on him and welcomes his contribution; on the other, she expresses relief that his German origin and lack of knowledge of Iceland precludes him from wanting to move in with her permanently.

The constant stream of suspects, the slivers of clues, the unearthing of past secrets, and the intermittent intrusions of Thóra’s personal life contribute to a confusing atmosphere. It is challenging to keep track of the characters and their relationships to each other, especially since the murder investigation has Thóra delving into the past to learn about the two brothers who were previous owners of the farm. Their connection with the present-day murders is the clue that eventually solves the case.

Yrsa Sigurdardóttir is able to sustain reader interested and keep the reader guessing as to the murderer’s identity due to a complex and convoluted plot. But the novel would have benefited from a tighter construction, fewer distractions, fewer suspects, stronger character development, a more natural-sounding dialogue, and a protagonist who is an actual detective and not a want-to-be detective camouflaged as a lawyer. Since Thóra does very little lawyering in the novel, one wonders why Sigurdardóttir chose to make her a lawyer.

Recommended with some reservations.

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Michael White

Travels in Vermeer: A Memoir by Michael White is part travelogue, part memoir, and part art appreciation.

Michael White, an award-winning poet, chairs the creative writing department in the University of North Carolina in Wilmington. He opens his memoir with an account of his bitter divorce as he and his wife argue over custody of their young daughter, Sophia. He travels to Amsterdam during his spring break to recuperate. At the Rijksmuseum, he stands transfixed in front of The Milkmaid by the seventeenth-century Dutch painter, Johannes Vermeer. So entranced is he by the painting that he embarks on a year-long pilgrimage to see the works of Vermeer in museums and galleries across Europe and the U.S.

White travels to The Hague, Delft, Washington, and New York, concluding his tour of Vermeer paintings in London. Along the way, he shares intimate details of his childhood, his first and second marriages, his attempts at dating after his divorce, and the overwhelming love he feels for his daughter. The personal stories act as segues to take the reader from one location to the next, from one Vermeer painting to the next. The writing is engaging and lucid. But it is when he stands in front of a Vermeer painting that White’s diction soars to new heights in a luminous description of what he sees and what feels as he sees.

White builds anticipation by walking the reader through each museum and gallery as he hastily makes his way toward a Vermeer. As soon as his eye catches a Vermeer, he stands in front of it, transfixed. He is riveted by what he sees. He observes intricate details in each painting, details that are inevitably missed by the untrained eye. He gushes at the interplay of light and shade, the bright reds and golds, the shifts in perspective, and the overall composition. He explores the faces of Vermeer’s women as they look back at him, speculates on their temperament and the circumstances captured in each frame. At times he stretches the interpretation further than seems warranted. Above all, he is enthralled by the serenity and stillness and luminosity that the paintings exude.

At the conclusion of his year-long odyssey, White recognizes his intimate discourse with Vermeer’s art has been profoundly transformative and facilitated his healing. His reading of Vermeer’s paintings is fascinating and shows a discerning eye sensitive to shape, form, color, and detail. He speaks with a breathless intensity infused with passion as he explores each painting, extolling Vermeer’s skill and vision in poetic, glowing terms. With astute insights and a skillful use of language, White captures Vermeer’s radiance with an infectious appreciation for the artist’s body of work.

Highly recommended.

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William Golding

William Golding’s Lord of the Flies is as haunting and as chilling today as it was when first published in 1954.

A group of English schoolboys are stranded on a deserted island after a plane crash during an unspecified war. There’s no shortage of food or drink as the island is plush, full of fresh fruit, wild pigs, and fresh water. The boys’ ages range from five-years-old to early teens. Initially, they organize and elect Ralph as their leader. He tries to run their meetings in an orderly manner by establishing rules and allocating various tasks, especially the all-important task of keeping the fire going for their rescue.  

From the outset, Ralph’s leadership is challenged by Jack, the leader of the choir. Piggy, an overweight asthmatic with poor eyesight, tries to assert Ralph’s authority. Piggy is intelligent and logical, the voice of reason reminding them of the importance of keeping the fire going, of adhering to rules, and of behaving in a civilized manner. But his commonsense advice falls on deaf ears. He is ridiculed, bullied, and ignored.

Without the restraints of civilized society and dogged by fear and superstition, the boys rally around Jack, the leader who summons the heart of darkness within each child. The situation deteriorates until most of the boys are no longer recognizable as young boys. They paint their faces, run around naked, carry spears, dance around a ceremonial fire, chant, work themselves up into a frenzy, and leave sacrificial offerings to the “beast” to quell their fear of the unknown. Their savage-like behavior leads to horrific consequences.

With Ralph and Piggy on one side and Jack and his tribe on the other, the novel lends itself to an allegorical interpretation with each of the main characters representing a type. It is rich in symbolism. Through his skillful use of diction and imagery, Golding alerts the reader that this will not end well. The ominous tone, apparent at the outset, becomes increasingly pronounced as the situation deteriorates. We witness the tension escalating, the horror unfolding.

The novel suggests there is an innate human tendency toward savagery which must be kept in check by the laws governing society. Remove the social and legal restraints that bind a functioning society together, add to the mix a fear of the unknown and a leader who knows how to galvanize support by exploiting human weakness, and the result will be a regression to chaos, lawlessness, brutality, and violence. We become one with the savages performing the atavistic rites of our ancestors. As the introspective Simon suggests, “Maybe there is a beast . . . Maybe it’s only us.” The intimation we are one tenuous step away from barbarism is a chilling and sobering prospect.

A cautionary tale that is as relevant today as it was 60 years ago.

Highly recommended.

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Magda Szabo; translated by Len Rix

Set against the background of World War II Hungary, Abigail by Magda Szabo, translated from the Hungarian by Len Rix, is a suspense novel couched in a coming-of-age story of fourteen-year-old Gina Vitay.

Raised by her widowed father, a general in the Hungarian army, and under the tutelage of her French governess, Gina is loved and coddled and thoroughly spoiled by all. She is used to being the center of attention and getting her way. But then her cosseted world comes to an abrupt, screeching halt. When the Nazis stomp on Hungary’s heels, her governess has to make a hasty retreat to France, and Gina is sent off to a strict, religious, fortress-like boarding school. She is baffled by her father’s decision to abandon her there and is even more baffled when he gives her strict instructions not to contact anyone, including him. 

Gina is immature, rebellious, and determined not to cooperate until her father explains his involvement with the underground resistance to Nazi incursion into Hungary. He has placed her in school to protect her and to prevent her from being used as a pawn to coerce him to reveal the identity of his collaborators. Feeling isolated, Gina seeks help from the legendary Abigail, the statue on the school grounds who responds to the girls’ requests for help. She leaves notes inside Abigail’s pitcher and receives secret instructions from her. She speculates on the identity of the person operating behind Abigail, but it is not until the final page of the novel that Abigail’s identity is revealed.

Evidence of the war increasingly intrudes on the school as the novel progresses. The suspense escalates; the tension builds. Gina grapples to find answers. Who is the mysterious dissident who leaves anti-war messages in the town? Who is the person behind Abigail? Who is watching out for her welfare in the school? Why has she not heard from her father? Whom can she trust?

The answers to these questions are fairly predictable as Magda Szabo includes foreshadowing and drops hints throughout the novel even though Gina is unable to piece it all together until the end. But the predictably does not detract from the suspense. It may actually heighten it as we watch a headstrong Gina jump to erroneous conclusions, make false assumptions, and misjudge individuals.

This is a compelling, page-turning mystery from an accomplished story-teller. The translation makes for a quick and easy read. The focus is on plot, not on character development as none of the characters is particularly well-developed or engaging or likeable. The novel succeeds as a mystery, but it goes no further. Unlike Magda Szabo’s The Door or Iza’s Ballad, this novel does not invite lingering moral or ethical questions that continue to haunt the reader long after the last page is read. Once Gina has solved the central mystery, the novel is over, and there is little left to ponder.

Recommended.

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