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“Once you let people know anything about what you think, that’s it, you’re dead. Then they’ll be jumping about in your mind, taking things out, holding them up to the light and killing them, because thoughts are supposed to stay and grow in quiet, dark places, like butterflies in cocoons.”

Eight-year-old Jessamy Harrison, the daughter of a Nigerian mother and a British father, has a particularly difficult time deciding who she is, and she seems to fit in nowhere. Significant emotional problems leave her unable to deal with the outside world, and she can spend five or more hours hiding in the family’s linen closet, attempting to find some sort of “fragile peace” in the tumult which she sees as her life. Given to uncontrollable screaming fits, both at home and at school, she also falls ill, sometimes with high fevers, has panic attacks, and often talks to herself. With no friends, a mother who spends most of her time writing, and a father who is solicitous but away from home most of the day, Jess is a bright but solitary child with difficulties she cannot solve alone.

When her mother takes her back to Nigeria during a school vacation, hoping that a change of scenery will help her, she sets in motion a series of events which leave Jess struggling to hold on to her selfhood. While visiting her Yoruban grandfather, who observes the traditions of his culture, Jess wanders into the abandoned “boys’ quarters,” which, she discovers, is occupied. A strange girl her own age, whose body seems to change shape and who mimics every aspect of Jess’s behavior, at first, becomes her first real friend. Titiola, called TillyTilly by Jess, hides from the rest of the world, but she and Jess manage to visit her grandfather’s study, always off-limits, and, by force of will alone, to get inside a closed amusement park so they can play.

When Jess and her family return to England, she is mocked and tormented by her schoolmates and even, in her own mind, by her teacher. The unexpected reappearance of TillyTilly delights Jess at first, though she still has her screaming fits and fevers. Before long, however, TillyTilly becomes more demanding of her attention and begins breaking household objects, “getting” the people who make Jess unhappy, and causing “accidents.” Jess’s parents become alarmed at the havoc, especially when Jess insists that it is caused by her mysterious, unseen friend. Then TillyTilly reveals a family secret, and the battle begins in earnest for possession of Jess’s soul.

Nigerian author Helen Oyeyemi, who wrote this book as an eighteen-year-old, incorporates Yoruban culture and tradition when Jess returns to Nigeria on her second trip. Jess’s closeness to her grandfather and his instinctive concern help her to recognize and confront TillyTilly’s increasing demands for power. Oyeymi keeps the action moving and creates considerable suspense as Jess, through TillyTilly, becomes more dangerous to those around her. Only her grandfather, who believes in magic and traditional ceremonies, seems to have the resources necessary to exorcize the demon within Jess.

The novel moves along smartly, recreating many of the nightmares of childhood, though Oyeyemi’s uncomplicated prose style and simple approach to complex problems may reflect her youth. Jess, an eight-year-old, is far too sophisticated and articulate about her fears to inspire much reader empathy, and she never feels quite realistic, especially when she herself questions TillyTilly’s existence. The reader must accept that neither her parents nor her teacher fully appreciate the intensity of her emotional problems, despite her public screaming fits, her panic attacks and fevers, and her inability to make friends with children her own age. Her mother seems to think that a change of scenery, i.e., a trip to Nigeria, will “snap her out of it.”

A psychological horror story, the novel provides plenty of intense scenes, however, somewhat reminiscent of Thomas Tryon’s The Other, and the battle for Jess’s soul is dramatic and action-packed. The conclusion feels somewhat artificial, since it relies on accident and is not the inevitable outgrowth of the actions of a rounded character, but Oyeyemi has created a page-turner that dares to be different, incorporating a clash of cultures and parallels with the Icarus legend which broaden her focus. Exciting and fun to read, this debut novel begs to become a film.

Notes: The author’s photo appears here:  http://book.co.za/, with a link to an interview on the (London) Sunday Times: http://entertainment.timesonline.co.uk/

The Osun-Osogbo Sacred Grove is a sacred forest that is the cradle of Yoruba cultural traditions. It is the domicile of Osun, the Yoruba goddess of fertility.  See: http://www.localyte.com/places-to-visit/Nigeria–Ogun–Eshogbo

Jose Saramago–THE DOUBLE

Note: Portuguese author Jose Saramago was WINNER of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1998.

“It was really incredible how, in such a short space of time, his life had been transformed, at that moment, he felt as if he were floating in a kind of limbo, in a corridor joining heaven and hell, which made him wonder, with some amazement, where he had come from and where he would go next, because, judging by current ideas on the subject, it cannot be the same thing for a soul to be transported from hell to heaven as to be pushed out of heaven into hell.”

In what may be Nobel Prize winner Jose Saramago’s most playful—and, perhaps, popular—novel, Tertuliano Maximo Afonso, a secondary school history teacher, views a film given to him by a colleague and discovers in the film an actor who looks exactly like him in every respect. Though the film was made five years before and the actor was wearing a mustache, the two men are identical otherwise. Tertuliano, a somewhat gloomy, divorced man, has always liked the routine of his solitary life, and though he is a daydreamer, he has never before acted on those dreams. When he sees his double, he is stunned. “One of us is a mistake,” he declares, and as he begins, typically, to overanalyze the situation and chat with himself about the fact that “never before in the history of humanity have two identical people existed in the same place and time,” he finds himself wondering what it would be like to find and meet this double.

Telling Tertuliano’s story is a narrator who injects himself into the story. Self-conscious about his writing, he digresses, acts patronizing toward Tertuliano Maximo Afonso, and often makes arch comments about him to the reader. He plays with the reader as he constructs Tertuliano’s story, commenting at one point that Tertuliano’s thoughts “bore so little relevance” to his discovery of his double that if he were to include them in the novel, “the story we had decided to tell would inevitably have to be replaced by another.” He does not want to do this, of course, because “all our hard work” in constructing the first forty pages of the book would then be null and void. The narrator decides to “remain therefore with this bird in the hand (Tertuliano), rather than suffer the disappointment of seeing two fly away. Besides, we haven’t got time for anything else.”

As this narrator plays with logic and language, creates conversations and debates between Tertuliano and Common Sense, reflects on the origins and destinies of words, jokes with the reader, and generally shows off, he becomes a foil for Tertuliano Maximo Afonso, whose own “emotions have never been strong or enduring.” When Tertuliano rents dozens of videos in an effort to identify the look-alike actor he saw in the film, he finds his life transformed, however—”as if he were floating in a kind of limbo, in a corridor joining heaven and hell, which made him wonder, with some amazement, where he had come from and where he would go to next.” He views himself “as a chrysalis in a state of profound withdrawal and undergoing a secret process of transformation.” Even the math teacher, who recommended the film to him, notices his change.  Eventually, he learns that the actor’s real name is Antonio Claro, he obtains his address and soon contacts Claro by telephone, arranging to meet him at a remote place, where their identical appearances will not be noticed.

Through a series of profound, dramatic ironies which unfold as Tertuliano and Antonio Claro meet, Saramago raises questions about identity and destiny, presenting Tertuliano Maximo Afonso and Antonio Claro (Daniel Santa Clara) as they compare their lives, note their different approaches to life, and then find their natural curiosity becoming transformed into resentment. “There is one too many of us in the world,” Tertuliano declares. The climax is shocking—quite different from what the reader expects—and just when you think that the surprises have ended, a final surprise awaits.

Readers new to Saramago should be forewarned that his style can be off-putting. The quotation which opens this review is representative of the entire book—page after page of run-on sentences, few paragraphs indentations, and a lack of quotation marks. The reader must read dialogue carefully, since there is no punctuation to set off which remarks are made by which character. Despite this flouting of convention, however, the novel reads quickly, and Saramago achieves a remarkably conversational tone within this complex style. The novel is often humorous, and the author clearly is enjoying himself as he plays with the subject of identity. Lively and clever, The Double gives us the game of life, played with a whole new set of rules.

Notes: The author’s photo appears on http://acariciando.blogspot.com

Seeing double:  http://www.between-the-lines.co.uk

Mapping the boundaries of the human heart

In this warm and complex study of friendship, love, and roots, Kamila Shamsie focuses on the interrelationships of a group of vividly realized, upper-class residents of Karachi, particularly Raheen and Karim and their friends, only thirteen years old as the novel opens. Raheen has always regarded Karim, her one-time crib-companion and blood-brother, as her best friend, someone who knows her so well he can complete her sentences. Their parents, too, are close friends, and as the story evolves, we learn that Raheen’s father was once engaged to marry Karim’s mother, and that Raheen’s mother once pledged to marry Karim’s father.

The story behind the exchange of fiancées, though revealed as an intimate personal story, has wider implications, since it is tied, obliquely, to the ethnic unrest of 1971, when civil war broke out between East and West Pakistan, and Bangladesh came into being. Unaware of the conflicts which occurred before they were born, the children are also unaware of the reasons for the fiancée-switch. It is only after they have grown up, attended college, and gained new perspectives that this mysterious situation begins to haunt them, influencing both their relationships with their parents and their unique and special relationship with each other.

Acutely sensitive to language and story, Raheen, now 23, is writing about her damaged relationship with Karim in an attempt to understand it. Straightforward and perceptive in her thinking and speech, she conjures up imagined conversations from the past with a deft, often humorous touch. Precocious, articulate, and somewhat rebellious as a child, she is, as an adult, somewhat detached and even blase about emotional issues, including the continuing violence in Karachi. Karim, on the other hand, demands accountability. He is a map-maker, accustomed to evaluating and correcting what he sees. Ultimately, the two must map the past in new ways, filling in the uncharted territories of their lives, and creating new boundaries and borders.

The emotional resonance of this novel is enhanced by strong subordinate characters. The parents of Raheen and Karim are insightfully drawn, and their story, as it unwinds, shows the fragility of relationships and the insidious prejudices that can creep into people’s lives. As the exchange of fiancées is revealed through the eyes of the participants, the reader observes parallel events in the lives of Raheen, Karim, and their friends. Major themes are illuminated in the small details of everyday life, rather than in great historical moments. Through unique observations and insights into human character, this rich, thought-provoking novel creates maps of the human heart, ultimately achieving a universality and depth one does not often find in novels of personal relationships. Warm and human, this is a novel that captures the heart.

Notes: The author’s photo accompanies a feature story on the author, including discussions of her book  Burnt Shadowshttp://www.metro.co.uk

The intervention of the Indian army to help East Pakistan fight West Pakistan was instrumental in ensuring independence for Bangladesh.  http://en.wikipedia.org

KARTOGRAPHY
Review. Novel. Historical, Literary, Pakistan
Written by: Kamila Shamsie
Published by: Mariner Books
Edition: Reprint edition
ISBN: 978-0156029735
Available in: Ebook Paperback Hardcover

“The missile that lofted Sputnik into space had…shattered America’s sense of invulnerability.  For the first time geography had ceased to be a barrier, and the U.S. mainland lay exposed to enemy fire.”

Focusing on the period between 1956 and 1958, Matthew Brzezinski recreates the Cold War atmosphere which began in the aftermath of World War II and culminated with the Russian launching of Sputnik in October, 1957.  Both the United States and the Soviet Union, in their rush to occupy their post-war sectors of Germany, had wanted to acquire as much German technology as possible—rockets, missiles, and, of course, the German scientists who made it all possible.  The US had all the advantages—finding a secret missile lab (hidden in a mountain with a concentration camp in front of it), removing dozens of advanced rockets and missiles to the US, and enticing key scientists to emigrate to the United States.  Still, it was the Soviet Union, with far fewer spoils of war and much less developed missile programs, which succeeded in orbiting the first satellite.

Brzezinski’s extensive research, detailed character analyses of the key players and their subordinates, and vivid recreations of the economic and political realities of both countries increase the tension in the lead-up to Sputnik.  Sociological details about the U-2 development, the Little Rock demonstrations, the civil rights movement, and the political infighting in the Eisenhower administration are balanced by analyses of the USSR’s problems with rebellious Poland and Hungary, coups and countercoups which oust and then reinstall Krushchev, and the Russian army’s fight against missiles in favor of manpower and conventional materiel.

The roles of Sergei Korolev, chief architect of the Russian rocket program, and of Werner Von Braun and his fellow German émigrés, who guided the American program, are carefully delineated, and the struggles of both groups of scientists to convince politicians that their programs were crucial show the conflicts between innovative scientific research and political expediency.  When the Soviets launched a second rocket containing a dog a month later, Russia’s beeping beacons in the sky secured its position at the top of the technology pyramid, at least in the public consciousness, with consequent implications regarding military superiority.  It was another three months before the US succeeded in launching its own first rocket.

With vibrant descriptions, specific details, and lively background information about the “players” in this drama, Brzezinski recreates the climate in the White House and the Kremlin, alternating the focus and providing contrasting portraits of the chief protagonists—President Eisenhower and Nikita Krushchev, First Secretary of the Communist Party in the Soviet Union.  The alternating chapters allow the reader to feel as if s/he is watching both hands in a high stakes global poker match, with the key players practicing the bluff on an international scale–failed intelligence was as much a factor then as it has been in recent years.  As exciting to read as the best fiction, this well-researched and compelling story will educate a new generation to the drama associated with the beginnings of satellite and missile technology.

Notes: The author’s photo and an interview with him appears on http://motherjones.com

The Sputnik photo is from http://www.astrographia.com

Laika, the Russian space dog, appears in her capsule here:  http://www.oobject.com

“Bertie wanted so much to be the average boy, but he knew that this would forever be beyond his reach. The average boy, he knew, had the average mother, and his mother was not that.”

Alexander McCall Smith just can’t lose. Whether it be his nine enormously popular #1 Ladies Detective Agency novels, his three Dr. von Igelfeld Entertainments, the five Sunday Philosophy Club novels, his nineteen children’s books, or his four previous the 44 Scotland Street novels, he succeeds in charming his readers with warm and humorous tales of almost normal life, lived by people who care about each other and the values that make life worth living. Remarkably, he does this without resorting to obvious melodrama or sentimentality.

The motley assortment of characters who live at 44 Scotland Street in Edinburgh, familiar to fans of the series, solve one personal problem at a time in each novel, continuing their stories and life issues into the next novel. McCall Smith is so good at creating these characters and capturing the essence of their imperfect lives that readers unfamiliar with the series need not fear that they are missing key background information. The “plot” of each novel (and one uses the term loosely here) is really a series of episodes in the lives of several loosely connected characters, rather than a single complex (and artificial) scheme which ties every character to the same set of problems and complications. Real life is real people living their own lives and dealing with their own problems, and for McCall Smith and his millions of devoted readers, that’s plot enough.

The fact that little Bertie Pollock, six years old, says he “just wants to be normal,” shows how abnormal his life is, since even he recognizes how different his life is from the lives of other children. Forced to go to advanced music classes, yoga, and psychotherapy once a week, he never gets to be an active, rough-and-tumble boy, and the fact that his mother thinks that little girls, especially the dreaded Olive, are better playmates for him than the boys makes him embarrassed to go to school.

Life has not improved for Bertie since the birth of his brother Ulysses. His domineering mother has even enlisted his help when she pumps breast milk for the baby, and the fact that Ulysses seems to resemble Dr. Fairbairn, the psychoanalyst, more than anyone in his own family leads to numerous perplexed questions from Bertie.

In the past Bertie has found some comfort from Cyril, a dog with one gold tooth, who belongs to Angus Lordie, a painter who lives in the building, but Cyril has been “arrested” because he is thought to have bitten someone, and Angus is in the midst of legal proceedings to reclaim him. Other characters at 44 Scotland Street and its neighborhood are also dealing with problems. Matthew, a quiet young man who runs an art gallery, hopes that Pat, who works in his gallery, may become fond of him—and he with her—given enough time. Bruce, a devastatingly handsome narcissist with few financial resources, takes advantage of his female friends, and when he returns, penniless, from London, he moves in with Julia, who is in love with him. Big Lou Brown, who runs the local coffee shop, falls in love with a construction worker who wants to return the Stuarts to the throne, and Antonia, who has previously rented the flat belonging to Dominica, buys her own place in the building and finds a new “love.”

McCall Smith’s seemingly ordinary characters and their problems “work” because they are just absurd enough to keep the reader interested in their lives while remaining just “normal” enough that the reader can smile in recognition at their folly. Far too gentle to be considered a satirist, McCall Smith nevertheless pokes fun at Edinburgh life—the clubs, intellectual pretensions, and social activities—placing his characters in the context of the city and using irony to give their problems a perspective and humor that keeps the reader involved. He obviously loves these characters, never holding any of them up to ridicule, though the conceited Bruce deserves whatever comeuppance McCall Smith may eventually send his way.

Occasionally, he shares wry asides with the reader so subtly they feel like “throwaways.” At one point, Pat, Matthew’s assistant at the art gallery, persuades artist Angus Lordie to offer a blank white canvas as a minimalist painting, giving it a clever name, such as “Anaemic Virgins on their Way to their First Communion in a Snowstorm.” Someone suggests that a prize for minimalism should be given to the best book never written. A guest at the home of an art “connoisseur” suggests that “Perhaps there are minimalist things here already—it’s just that we can’t see them.”

Ultimately, the characters’ domestic problems are resolved—at least for the moment—and the reader is left to reflect on the comfortable “old-shoeness” of McCall Smith’s novels, their gentle good humor and their well-meaning but often clumsy characters, muddling through. As one resident of 44 Scotland Street says, “For the most part, we treat others in a matter-of-fact way; we have to, in order to get on with our lives. But every so often, in a moment of insight that can be very nearly mystical in its intensity, we see others in their real humanity, in a way which makes us want to cherish them as joint pilgrims, almost, on a perilous journey.” McCall Smith’s characters feel like joint pilgrims with his readers.

Notes:  Also reviewed here are several other novels by Alexander McCall Smith.  Check the Authors tab at the top of the Home page, if you are interested.

The author’s photo appears on http://www.st-andrews.ac.uk/news/archive/2008/Title,26888,en.html

The Bouverie Bed and Breakfast is one of Bertie’s neighbors on Scotland Street.  http://www.44scotlandstreet.co.uk/stay.html

Also reviewed here are several other novels by McCall Smith.  See Authors tab at top of the Home page, if interested.

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