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WOMAN OF A FAR CASTLE

A Victorian/Edwardian pastiche that manages to entertain as much as it impresses.

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In this literary debut, a Western family’s dark past ensnares the lives of two Rhode Island sisters at the dawn of the 20th century.

Clare Farnsworth, part of a famously well-off Newport family, has always been the difficult one. Eleanor, her older sister by six years, submitted to a marriage to a lawyer from a wealthy (if vaguely disreputable) family, but Clare insists on attending art school and quipping about the patriarchy. Needless to say, the two sisters don’t exactly get along. “We littered our sparse conversations with platitudes,” writes Eleanor. “She considered me submerged in a misbegotten marriage and I presumed her preoccupied with esoteric, perhaps debauched, ventures in faraway Providence.” Eleanor’s husband is Marlon Slade, whose family fortune originated with his father, a Navy deserter and gold prospector who supposedly murdered his two partners upon discovering a lode. Eleanor quickly grows suspicious of her husband, who keeps an apartment in New York City while she runs the house in Westchester County. When Marlon suggests that he wants to visit his family in California, Clare—whose interest in the West has been piqued at art school—invites herself along for the journey. Marlon’s father has since died, and the remote Slade house is kept up by the attorney’s brother, the rustic Elbert. Clare quickly realizes that Elbert’s Native American wife, Otekah, has intuited what Eleanor has not: that Clare and Marlon are conducting an affair. When the pair returns to New York, the affair comes to light, and Clare suggests the unthinkable: that she move in with the couple and live as Marlon’s second wife. Eleanor refuses, but when Clare bears Marlon’s child, she is convinced to raise it as her own under the Slade name. The resentment between the two sisters—and the man betwixt them—ebbs and flows for decades, in constant danger of lending validity to an observation that Elbert made about his father when still a boy: “I heared about families all mean killers. Bad seed, folks say.”

Dussault’s novel has an epistolary structure, featuring narratives written by both Clare and Eleanor as well as the uneducated Elbert. Other sections come from books, newspaper articles, and similar documents. As a result, the author is always changing his register, and he proves highly proficient at writing in a number of voices. The tale pays homage to Victorian/Edwardian influences like Edith Wharton and Theodore Dreiser, and it manages to assimilate those periods’ preoccupations with American expansion and mythology. “We think of brave pioneers,” says one of Clare’s professors, speaking of the Gold Rush. “The land was overrun by ignoble bastards bound for wealth or Hell, whichever came first…Some earlybirds got fat. Latecomers tore at each other for the leavings. Gold exposed the cleft in the American soul.” The book has the length and pacing of works from that era and may, therefore, appear a bit mannered or slow to those used to contemporary literature. But at the center is a perennial story of sibling rivalry, family secrets, and the fruits of ruthless ambition centered on an artfully developed cast of characters.

A Victorian/Edwardian pastiche that manages to entertain as much as it impresses.

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Publisher: Manuscript

Review Posted Online: March 5, 2020

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THE MAN WHO LIVED UNDERGROUND

A welcome literary resurrection that deserves a place alongside Wright’s best-known work.

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A falsely accused Black man goes into hiding in this masterful novella by Wright (1908-1960), finally published in full.

Written in 1941 and '42, between Wright’s classics Native Son and Black Boy, this short novel concerns Fred Daniels, a modest laborer who’s arrested by police officers and bullied into signing a false confession that he killed the residents of a house near where he was working. In a brief unsupervised moment, he escapes through a manhole and goes into hiding in a sewer. A series of allegorical, surrealistic set pieces ensues as Fred explores the nether reaches of a church, a real estate firm, and a jewelry store. Each stop is an opportunity for Wright to explore themes of hope, greed, and exploitation; the real estate firm, Wright notes, “collected hundreds of thousands of dollars in rent from poor colored folks.” But Fred’s deepening existential crisis and growing distance from society keep the scenes from feeling like potted commentaries. As he wallpapers his underground warren with cash, mocking and invalidating the currency, he registers a surrealistic but engrossing protest against divisive social norms. The novel, rejected by Wright’s publisher, has only appeared as a substantially truncated short story until now, without the opening setup and with a different ending. Wright's take on racial injustice seems to have unsettled his publisher: A note reveals that an editor found reading about Fred’s treatment by the police “unbearable.” That may explain why Wright, in an essay included here, says its focus on race is “rather muted,” emphasizing broader existential themes. Regardless, as an afterword by Wright’s grandson Malcolm attests, the story now serves as an allegory both of Wright (he moved to France, an “exile beyond the reach of Jim Crow and American bigotry”) and American life. Today, it resonates deeply as a story about race and the struggle to envision a different, better world.

A welcome literary resurrection that deserves a place alongside Wright’s best-known work.

Pub Date: April 20, 2021

ISBN: 978-1-59853-676-8

Page Count: 240

Publisher: Library of America

Review Posted Online: March 16, 2021

Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2021

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THE MOST FUN WE EVER HAD

Characters flip between bottomless self-regard and pitiless self-loathing while, as late as the second-to-last chapter, yet...

Four Chicago sisters anchor a sharp, sly family story of feminine guile and guilt.

Newcomer Lombardo brews all seven deadly sins into a fun and brimming tale of an unapologetically bougie couple and their unruly daughters. In the opening scene, Liza Sorenson, daughter No. 3, flirts with a groomsman at her sister’s wedding. “There’s four of you?” he asked. “What’s that like?” Her retort: “It’s a vast hormonal hellscape. A marathon of instability and hair products.” Thus begins a story bristling with a particular kind of female intel. When Wendy, the oldest, sets her sights on a mate, she “made sure she left her mark throughout his house—soy milk in the fridge, box of tampons under the sink, surreptitious spritzes of her Bulgari musk on the sheets.” Turbulent Wendy is the novel’s best character, exuding a delectable bratty-ness. The parents—Marilyn, all pluck and busy optimism, and David, a genial family doctor—strike their offspring as impossibly happy. Lombardo levels this vision by interspersing chapters of the Sorenson parents’ early lean times with chapters about their daughters’ wobbly forays into adulthood. The central story unfurls over a single event-choked year, begun by Wendy, who unlatches a closed adoption and springs on her family the boy her stuffy married sister, Violet, gave away 15 years earlier. (The sisters improbably kept David and Marilyn clueless with a phony study-abroad scheme.) Into this churn, Lombardo adds cancer, infidelity, a heart attack, another unplanned pregnancy, a stillbirth, and an office crush for David. Meanwhile, youngest daughter Grace perpetrates a whopper, and “every day the lie was growing like mold, furring her judgment.” The writing here is silky, if occasionally overwrought. Still, the deft touches—a neighborhood fundraiser for a Little Free Library, a Twilight character as erotic touchstone—delight. The class calibrations are divine even as the utter apolitical whiteness of the Sorenson world becomes hard to fathom.

Characters flip between bottomless self-regard and pitiless self-loathing while, as late as the second-to-last chapter, yet another pleasurable tendril of sisterly malice uncurls.

Pub Date: June 25, 2019

ISBN: 978-0-385-54425-2

Page Count: 544

Publisher: Doubleday

Review Posted Online: March 3, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2019

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