Hello, first adult fiction compilation of 2022. While I
branch into adult fiction a very slim margin more than nonfiction, it remains a
book group that I don’t often read. Update: My reading from this genre has
improved somewhat since working in a library.
*This is the middle novel in a trilogy.*
While Hell’s Library of the Unwritten has been saved from
total devastation, the loss of books still number in the hundreds. When the
remnants of those destroyed books manifest a pool of ink in the Arcane Wing,
Claire and Brevity make their own decisions on how to deal with the ink. Their
relationship is currently rocky. Claire is no longer Brevity’s boss, now that
Brevity is the Librarian and Claire the Arcanist. Tensions rise when Claire’s
actions in the damsel suite come across as an attack (her relationship with the
Unwritten Wing’s books was fraught at best) and, essentially, get her kicked
out of the place she used to be Librarian. Meanwhile, Brevity has accepted
assistance from the Muses Corps, especially since the representative present is
Probity, once a young muse that Brevity took under her hypothetical wing.
Probity says Brev is the rightful Librarian, but with the choices she makes
with Probity’s ulterior encouragement, rightful
is a shaky adjective. There are also their companions Hero, who’s made from a
book, and Ramiel (Rami), a fallen angel. Hero is acting as the Apprentice
Librarian, while Rami assists in the Arcane Wing since he couldn’t return to
his Watcher duties in Heaven. Together, Hero and Rami embark on their own
quest, visiting other realms to search out clues to the mythical origins of the
unwritten books. They must discover what lies at the heart of each story or the
ink will “bury her under its own existence.”
I maintain
that I still want to visit Hell’s Library; location is inconsequential, for, if
I could visit this one, I’d also be able to visit the library at Valhalla or
the Unsaid Wing in Elysium. As with the first story, I was swept up in the
story from the first page. It is a fantasy adventure novel imbued with powerful
storytelling, thanks to the friction of two of the main characters, the
author’s brilliant world-building and exquisite plotting across library wings
and realms. Hackwith’s imagination is dazzlingly creative and undeniably
phenomenal. She really gets to the soul
of what it is to tell an intricate story!
Book One in
the Hell’s Library trilogy: The Library of the Unwritten
The Return (Sept.
29, 2020) by Nicholas Sparks.
*This is a standalone novel.*
Returning to New Bern, North Carolina, wasn’t expected, but
it comes at an in-between time for Trevor Benson. A Johns Hopkins-trained
orthopedic surgeon, he was on active duty in Kandahar when a mortar explosion sent
him back to the States with devastating injuries, and the Navy let him go for
disability reasons. Because of the injuries he sustained, returning to work as
a surgeon is out of the question, so he’s soon to start a five-year psychiatry
residency back at Johns Hopkins. He’s in New Bern, because his maternal
grandfather, Carl Haverson, unexpectedly passed away, and he’s staying at his
grandpa’s place. It needs fixing up, though he doesn’t think he’ll sell it, but
he does want to make sure all is well with the bees and honey production. He
meets Natalie Masterson, a local deputy sheriff, and is immediately taken in by
her physical attractiveness. While his attraction to her is immediate, hers may
be reciprocated, but at a distance, though Trevor does not understand why. He
knows he’s fallen in love with her and would re-consider his new residency to
stay in New Bern permanently, if it weren’t for whatever is causing Natalie’s hesitancy
to move the relationship forward. Further complicating his stay is Callie, a
teenage girl who lives in the trailer park down the road from him. She’s sullen
and mistrustful and says she’s 19 years old when she doesn’t look older than
16. He mostly leaves her alone until a medical crisis prompts him to figure out
Callie’s true past. Her life may depend on it. Trevor will struggle to
understand what holds Natalie back, to discover Callie’s history and to piece
together his grandfather’s last words to him. Some of it he can hash out with
his therapist, Dr. Eric Bowen, but he’ll have to figure out plenty himself.
Like what it is to love and understand how complicated it can be. And what it
is to forgive oneself despite tragedy. And even, what it is to return to a
place so that you can move forward.
For fans of
Nicholas Sparks, this novel is signature. It’s a love story featuring a
charming town with beautiful sunsets, trips on a very unique boat, busy bees
and even a farmers’ market. Multiple characters, not only Trevor, wrestle with
personal demons, and so it’s a drama as well as a romance. It has secrets and a
puzzle to piece together that will help another cog in the story, making it
part mystery. It should make for an ideal beach read as well as a winter story
and for many, it probably is, but for me, the story fell flat because of
Trevor. I was impressed with Sparks’ inclusion of Trevor’s struggle with PTSD
and the use of CBT and DBT (both are types of behavioral therapies) to help
control/manage his symptoms associated with PTSD. Where the story fell flat for
me was his instantaneous attraction to Natalie. I’m not saying that it’s weird
for someone to look at someone and right away find that person attractive, but
the way he fixates on her – wants her to text back right away or go out to eat
with him that same week, want to run his fingers through her hair and sleep
with her – is creepy. Is this fixation exacerbated by his continued struggle
with PTSD? I don’t know. But it didn’t warm my heart; it creeped me out.
The School for Good
Mothers (Jan. 4, 2022) by Jessamine Chan.
*This is a standalone novel.*
On Frida Liu’s one very bad day, “she needed to get out of
the house of her mind, trapped in the house of her body, trapped in the house
where Harriet sat in her ExerSaucer with a dish of animal crackers.” That one
very bad day may cost Frida her parental rights. This will be determined by
spending a year in a secret pilot program where bad mothers (bad fathers are at
a different site) will participate at an institution that will measure their
successes and failures. Is her motherese
convincing? Did she give the correct hug, the one for soothing fear versus the
one for allaying aggression? Is she displaying enough empathy or is her anger
showing? The scans will show, the cameras will tell. This includes the video
capture within Emmanuelle, her toddler doll. She will learn as Frida teaches
her, though the dolls can also be programmed in various ways for training. They
require maintenance, and they do not have to tuck them into bed each night. The
dolls are stored in the equipment room. Frida yearns to have her daughter
returned to her, and it’s her love for Harriet that carries her through the
year. “I am a bad mother, but I am learning to be good.”
Marketed as
an adult, dystopian fiction novel, the story is all the more disturbing because
it seems so close to present-day. Social media like Instagram and Twitter still
exist and entities such as Child Protective Services are active, excessively
active. I am as awed by this novel as I am disturbed. It’s unlike anything I’ve
ever read. The story is explosive and astonishing, frustrating and
heartbreaking, punishing and infuriating. It’s remarkable. Chan’s plot is
complicated, emotive and deep; Frida is tender yet angry, intricate as most
humans are. Chan’s tale is imaginative, but it’s her potential real-world
flourishes that chill a reader: stereotypes about mothers, stereotypes about
parents of color, dealing with the state. The level of mass surveillance, the
data and technology are also at an all-time creepy level. This novel is daring
and complex, perfect for book club discussions.
I want to
add that I had wondered if I’d connect with this story, as I do not have human
children. Chan’s writing is brilliant, and I had no trouble finding empathy. I
am; however, immensely interested in discussing this story with others who have
human children. How are our perspectives different? How might they be similar?