Sometimes
I do not know where to begin when reviewing a novel. Red
Dog, Red Dog by Patrick Lane has kept me thinking since I finished reading
it two days ago. It is a dark novel that
leaves the reader wondering…that’s the kind of reading experience I love.
Set
in the Okanagan Valley of British Columbia in 1958, Red Dog, Red Dog tells the story of Tom and Eddy Stark, but the
story line takes the reader back in time to understand their parents. Told sometimes by an omniscient third person
narrator and other times through the eyes of Alice, their dead sister, the
writing flows effortlessly from one to the other sharing a horrible story of
abuse, betrayal, and unrequited love.
I
do not want to give away the plot; however, I will share this passage to give
an idea of the beauty of Lane’s writing:
He heard the call of the loon and saw the fall of the
snow geese onto the sloughs, the Canadas and curlews as they came in their
millions down the sky onto the desolate prairie lakes. Going north or south, blade after blade of
birds cried down until the water was so weighted by their breasts he thought
the lakes themselves would rise above the earth and drown the land
forever. He’d seen the dust walk the
plains, a thousand-foot wall of earth moving across the fields. He lived the drought years. I seemed at
themes all he talked of was dust and roads. (152)
Patrick
Lane is a Canadian poet; he has also published a memoir and has a marvelous web
page.
Lane,
Patrick. Red Dog, Red Dog. Toronto: McClelland
& Stewart, 2009. Print.
I
discovered Amelie Nothomb and her novel, Life
Form, on the Europa Editions website after reading 70% Acrylic 30 % Wool by
Viola DiGrado. Nothomb, born in Japan of
Belgian parents, lives in Paris and has published multiple novels written in
French. Her novels tend to be under 200
pages, and this work of 124 pages is better described as a novella. Life
Form tells the story of an author, Amelie Nothomb and her correspondence
with a soldier in the American Army serving in Iraq, Melvin Mapple.
I
read this novel in two hours and could have read it in one sitting, if life
didn’t interfere. It is
mesmerizing. Nothomb takes the unusual
step of making herself the first person narrator in this epistolary novel;
however, the reader is aware that this IS a novel…not a memoir. I found myself feeling quizzical, repulsed,
fascinated, frustrated, bamboozled, but never disappointed. It is a stunning novel, and I plan on reading
more of her works to better appreciate her style.
Nothomb,
Amelie. Life Form. translated by
Alison Anderson. New York: Europa Editions, 2013. Print.
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