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Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Best Reads of 2014: Part One

Here at Read Me Deadly, we're conflicted about doing a roundup of the year's best books. It isn't easy looking back and whittling it down, is it, Georgette? Deciding what is "best" is subjective and changeable from one hour to the next. Yesterday, I decided to make it a little easier for myself by focusing only on fiction published in 2014 and not ranking my picks. By evening, my erasures had created holes in the list. No NFL coach has agonized more over substitutions, but at least I didn't have a playoffs berth at stake!

After we've posted our favorites this week, we'll discuss them as a group next week. I have no doubt I'll be ready to amend my picks then. But for now, here's the 2014 fiction I enjoyed most this year.

"By the end of his second month at Hitode Station, Rob Freeman had already come up with 85 ways to murder Henri Kerlerec." How's that opening sentence for a hook? Game designer James L. Cambias's A Darkling Sea (Tor, January 2014) is fun sci-fi set on the frozen moon of Ilmatar. Far below the ice-covered surface live blind, lobster-like Ilmatarans. Hitode is manned by a group of human scientists who are bound by an agreement between Earthlings and their first extraterrestrial contacts, the Sholen. The six-legged Sholen, far more technologically advanced than humans, demand Hitode scientists in no way make contact or interfere with Ilmatarans.

The scientists' investigation of the Ilmatarans is stymied so Henri, a media-darling Hitode archaeologist, insists on starring in a clandestine research mission to be filmed by nature photographer Rob. The old TV series Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom never featured anything approaching Rob's filmed disaster. The Ilmatarans, who have their own scientific curiosity, naively capture and dissect Henri. This brings the Sholen to Ilmatar and three species' politics and cultures collide.

I read A Darkling Sea after spotting it on Publishers Weekly's list of best 2014 sci-fi. I love books in which humans interact with extraterrestrials and Cambias has created species with both striking differences and interesting similarities. The author is excellent in his use and description of technology, but his book is more than a geeky vision of future tech. It's a comic coming-of-age story and an examination of identity, culture, imperialism and colonialism. I'm glad it's the first book of a series because I look forward to returning to Cambias's strange world.

We don't have to leave Earth or even the United States to find the mysterious Area X. It's a pristine wilderness created by unknown forces, constrained by invisible borders and investigated by a shadowy governmental agency in Jeff VanderMeer's Southern Reach trilogy. Annihilation (see the review here), Authority and Acceptance were all published by FSG Originals/Macmillan in 2014. (In November, FSG Originals published Area X, a hardcover edition that contains the complete trilogy.) These beautifully written books combine elements of sci fi, fantasy, dystopian fiction, and horror. Some spooky scenes and unsettling imagery appear. VanderMeer does a great job with themes of authority and identity (specifically, what makes us human). The books must be read in order.

Toby Clements' Kingmaker: Winter Pilgrims is historical fiction that runs riot through the War of the Roses. Kingmaker, first in a new series, was published in February 2014 by Century, a Random House UK affiliate, and arrived at our house after its original purchase in London by a friend.

It begins with events in 1460 that lead Sister Katherine and Brother Thomas to be evicted from their religious orders. As they flee, they are caught up in the English civil war fought by the royal houses of Lancaster and York. Real-life figures such as the future Yorkist monarch, Edward, Earl of March, and his adviser, the Earl of Warwick, appear, but it's Clements' ordinary men and women like Katherine and Thomas who give this book a vivid authenticity. It's cinematic and very appealing.

Have you watched the HBO TV series True Detective? The 2014 season consists of an eight-part crime drama set in the coastal plains of southern Louisiana. I was repulsed by the serial killer's staged tableaux at the series' center, but riveted by the performances of Woody Harrelson and Matthew McConaughey. I felt much the same way when I read Lauren Beukes's Broken Monsters (Mulholland, September 2014), a thriller/horror genre-bender laced with comedy.

A serial killer's first "artistic" tableau, staged in an abandoned warehouse in the decaying city of Detroit, is half-boy, half-deer. And that's just for starters. The multi-threaded story is told from several points of view, including investigating detective, Gabriella Versado, her teenage daughter, an itinerant artist, a journalist and the killer. Blood and gore don't spill from the pages but the book is as twisting and weird as you'd expect from South African writer Beukes, who also wrote 2013's The Shining Girls, featuring a time-traveling serial killer. I read Broken Monsters on a night I was the only one awake and experienced what true dread feels like.

I had fun reading David Shafer's Whiskey Tango Foxtrot (Mulholland, August 2014). It features an international media/industrial cabal called the Committee, natch, that wants to create a "New Alexandria" in which all information is privatized so they can take over the world. Playing David to the Committee's Goliath is the underground online group Dear Diary. Joining the fray is a trio in their 30s: Leo Crane, who uses his trust funds to abuse drugs and get paranoid in Portland, Oregon; his former school buddy, Mark Deveraux, a cynical self-help guru living lavishly in Brooklyn; and the good woman who brings the friends back together, Leila Majnoun, an increasingly fed-up worker for a global nonprofit agency.

Of course, Shafer isn't the only one to write about an unscrupulous Big Data conspiracy. Last year, there were Thomas Pynchon's Bleeding Edge and Dave Eggers' The Circle, but this topic is important (NSA, anyone?) and this book is different. Shafer has an original voice that's darkly comic, paranoid and compassionate (if you can imagine that) and his characters are fully developed. I guess the best way to describe this is a cyber-techno thriller driven by its sympathetic characters rather than adrenalin.

I read Tana French's Dublin Murder Squad books for her stylish writing, characterization, meticulous plotting and Irish setting. The murder investigation in The Secret Place (Viking Adult, September 2014) begins when 16-year-old Holly, daughter of Det. Frank Mackey, gives a photo to Det. Stephen Moran, who's working cold cases. In the photo is Chris Harper, a rich and popular boy who was found dead a year ago on the grounds of Holly's school, St. Kilda's. Written across the photo is the sentence, "I know who killed him." The photo was posted on a St. Kilda's bulletin board called "the Secret Place." Stephen, who is ambitious to become a member of the Murder Squad, joins the Squad's tough Det. Antoinette Conway to investigate the now-hot case at the exclusive girls' school.

This fifth series book differs from the previous books, which are told from the lead detective's point of view. In The Secret Place, Tana French toys with the time frame and varies the point of view. One story line follows the course of the investigation by Stephen and Antoinette, while the other follows two competing groups of four St. Kilda's girls in the year leading up to Chris's murder and its aftermath. If you find teenage girls unbearable, you probably won't like this book. I enjoyed seeing French's police again and the book's focus on relationships.

What would the reading year be like without TEOTWAWKI (the end of the world as we know it)? My favorite 2014 dystopian novel is Station Eleven (Knopf, September 2014), by Emily St. John Mandel. The story centers around three characters: Hollywood star Arthur Leander, who dies onstage during King Lear in the book's opening pages; Jeevan Chaudhary, the good Samaritan who tries to save him; and a child actress, Kirsten Raymonde. Later that night, the Georgia flu begins wiping out most of the world's population. Years later, Kirsten is a member of a troupe of Shakespearean actors traveling through the Great Lakes area, which looks like something out of a Cormac McCarthy novel. They are on their way to a cultural center, and a group of stranded survivors, at a former airport.

Mandel travels back and forth in time, weaving together the stories of these three people and their associates and adding intrigue in the form of a sinister figure, the Prophet. The strength of Mandel's writing and the journey of her survivors brought to my mind the nameless narrator's walking tour of Suffolk in W. G. Sebald's The Rings of Saturn. Mandel's artists and musicians believe that simply surviving isn't enough. Station Eleven made me think about the world's beauty and its future.

Rabih Alameddine's An Unnecessary Woman (Grove Press, February 2014) is a portrait of Aalyia Sohbi, a 72-year-old divorced and godless woman whose family considers her worse than an unnecessary appendage. She's an obstacle because they lust after her apartment. Aalyia loves her city, Beirut, and she loves her books. After her divorce, she began working at a bookstore, where she was paid so poorly she stole books from time to time to make up for it. For more than three decades, Aaliya has begun the New Year by translating one of these books into Arabic. When she's finished, she simply puts it away. The quiet Aaliya needs for these translations is threatened by the war and her family.

Aalyia's thoughts about various books and writers are a treat to read. For example, here's Aalyia on Spanish writer Javier Marías, author of The Infatuations:
In one of his essays, (Javier) Marías suggest that his work deals as much with what didn't happen as with what happened. In other words, most of us believe we are who we are because of the decisions we've made, because of events that shaped us, because of the choices of those around us. We rarely consider that we're also formed by the decisions we didn't make, by events that could have happened but didn't, or by our lack of choices, for that matter.
How can a person read this book and not fall in love with Aalyia? I have Alameddine's The Hakawati, "an Arabian Nights for this century," on my 2015 reading list.

Earlier, I told you about the interspecies culture clash found in James L. Cambias's A Darkling Sea. In Okey Ndibe's Foreign Gods Inc. (Soho, January 2014), the culture clash is experienced by a Nigerian who immigrates to America. Ikechukwu "Ike" Uzondu drives a New York City cab despite his economics degree from Amherst. After his green-card marriage ends, Ike is overwhelmed by debt. His plan to deal with it involves stealing the statue of the god Ngene in his native Nigerian village and selling it to Foreign Gods, Inc., a New York gallery specializing in religious artifacts from Asia and Africa. Needless to say, his trip to Nigeria and the scheme don't go as planned.

Ike's life is fragmented as he straddles two countries. He doesn't feel completely at home in either of them. Foreign Gods Inc. has elements of a satire but it's a poignant portrait of a man who immigrated to America and got lost trying to find the American dream.

In Euphoria (Atlantic Monthly Press, June 2014), Lily King re-imagines the 1933 presence in New Guinea of a trio of young anthropologists: Margaret Mead, her then-second husband, Reo Fortune, and her future-third husband, Gregory Bateson. Her fictionalized anthropologists are Nell Stone, an American; Schuyler "Fen" Fenwick, an Australian; and Andrew Bankson, an Englishman.

We learn Bankson has been alone in New Guinea, studying the Kiona river tribe, for several years. He's lonely and depressed when his narration begins, "Three days earlier, I'd gone to the river to drown myself." He's saved from another attempt by his chance meeting with plucky Nell and her tightly-wound husband, Fen. Nell and Fen are ready to leave New Guinea unless they can come up with a suitable tribe to study. Bankson, already smitten with Nell, hastens to locate a tribe, the Tam, along the Sepik River, an hour boat's ride away. The trio's involvement with their work and the love triangle's growing passion are revealed through Bankson's narration and Nell's writing. (One smokin' scene involves the three poring over an unedited copy of Ruth Benedict's Patterns of Culture!)

King's prose manages to be taut and lush, restrained and sensual––all at the same time. She keeps her focus on the three anthropologists during this moving story but our glimpses of the New Guineans are fascinating. I'd particularly suggest this book to readers who liked Ann Patchett's State of Wonder, Hanya Yanigahara's The People in the Trees or Mischa Berlinski’s Fieldwork.

There you have it, my for-now favorite 2014 fiction. We'll have more favorites this week.

Monday, December 8, 2014

Winter Preview 2014-2015: Part Ten

Sometimes I feel I live under a rock, at least as far as watching TV. This week I finally discovered The Wire, a crime drama set in Baltimore, Maryland that ran from 2002 to 2008. Its first season focuses on the drug trade in one of the city's housing projects and we see it from the perspective of both police and criminals. It is literary fiction unfolding on the screen.

I was shocked to learn that despite its critical acclaim, the series wasn't widely popular. This was perhaps due to its scheduling, a slowly developing and complex plot, a very flawed police force and use of slang and profanity. For example, a cop does a slipshod investigation of a woman shot in her kitchen and the two detectives later investigating the crime scene communicate with each other using only profanity, which doesn't prevent them from quickly figuring things out. I must be crude, because I found the scene very funny. I'm enjoying the episodes a lot.

We Material Witnesses are previewing winter books to keep us out from under a rock. If that's where you've been living, you might want to lookie here.

Denzel Washington as Easy Rawlins in Devil in a Blue Dress
Many of us are familiar with Walter Mosley's Easy Rawlins books, about a black man who moved to Los Angeles from Texas shortly after World War II and became a private investigator. Mosley also writes standalones and several other series (see Stop, You're Killing Me's Mosley page for details). They are all character-driven novels that focus on what makes a person tick, how we connect with each other and the prejudices and flaws that tear us apart. Mosley is a natural-born storyteller and even the books that aren't his best are enjoyable.

The next Mosley book, Inside a Silver Box (Tor, January 27), is similar to his The Last Days of Ptolemy Grey in that it doesn't fit readily into a single genre. It focuses on some of Mosley's enduring themes, the nature of good and evil and finding a way to bridge Americans' social and economic divides. The two New Yorkers who join together to battle evil in Inside a Silver Box couldn't begin their partnership in a more unlikely way.

Ronnie Bottoms is a black man and a criminal. Lorraine Fell is a white grad student jogging in Central Park when Ronnie clunks her with a rock. The dying Lorraine falls onto the Silver Box, a malignant alien race's powerful AI device that turned against and captured its designer, the Laz. The Box enables Ronnie to resurrect Lorraine, but when he does this, some of the Laz escape. The Box sends the duo off to gain superpowers and save humankind from the Laz, who now seek to regain their control over the Box. To prevent this, the Box might have to obliterate the Earth. It all seems to add up to Mosley unshackling his imagination, jumping on his hobbyhorse and going to town in A Big Way. And that should be very entertaining.

It sounds as if journalist Peter Buwalda has likewise let himself go wild in a first novel of feverish family dysfunction, Bonita Avenue (translated from the Dutch by Jonathan Reeder; Hogarth/Random House, January 13). Early reviewers call Buwalda a Herman Koch/Jonathan Franzen/Philip Roth hybrid. His unhappy mathematician and judo expert, Siem Sigerius, finds solace in online porn only to discover one of his favorite websites stars his stepdaughter, Joni.

And that's only the beginning of a 544-page epic that jumps between continents and breaks into multiple to-and-fro timelines that Kirkus likens to a structure achieved by a film director fueled by bourbon and coke, who has hacked away on his footage with "runic abandon." The novel is narrated by the unreliable trio of porn entrepreneur Joni, her schizophrenic ex-boyfriend, Aaron Bever, and her stepdad, Siem, whose possible candidacy for secretary of education opens him to blackmail. In addition, Siem's son, Wilbert, who was imprisoned––on Joni and Siem's perjured testimony (we're talking take-no-prisoners family warfare here, folks!)––slithers back, bent on retaliation.

The UK's Telegraph calls Bonita Avenue a "swirling helix of a family saga that swerves from gross-out sex comedy to pitch-black revenge tragedy as twist after twist reframes what we know about its dysfunctional cast" and I can't wait to read it before it hits the big screen.

After those two unusual books, are you ready for something quiet, insightful and kinda creepy? A Karin Fossum book could fit the bill. I also have hopes for The Sweetness of Life (translated from the German by Jamie Bulloch; Quercus/MacLehose, December 2), because (1) it's a bestseller in Germany and winner of the European Union Prize for Literature and (2) its author is a Viennese writer and child psychiatrist. Paulus Hochgatterer sets this psychological thriller in the Austrian village of Furth am See during the Christmas season.

It begins with Sebastian Wilfert's 6-year-old granddaughter, Katharina, playing with her opened presents at her grandfather's cabin. The doorbell rings and her grandfather goes to answer it. When she finds him later, he is sprawled dead outdoors, his face a mess of red against the snow. Katharina hasn't let loose of the two plastic toy pieces she then had in her hand or spoken since she was traumatized. She is taken to child psychiatrist Raffael Horn and Horn is pulled into Det. Ludwig Kovacs's murder investigation. Horn and Kovacs must deal with their own personal struggles as they uncover ill-will and violence amidst the village's holiday festivities.

There are 15 people trapped in a tanker truck awaiting rescue in John Vaillant's The Jaguar's Children (Houghton, Mifflin, Harcourt, January 27). The truck was carrying its illegal human cargo across the border from Mexico to El Norte when it broke down. The coyotes (or human smugglers) have taken all the passengers' money under the guise of getting a mechanic and have disappeared. Among the 15 are Héctor and his friend César, who was knocked into a coma when the truck lurched to a stop. Héctor has located a name, AnniMac, with an American phone number on César's cellphone but he's unsure if his messages are getting through. Héctor's texts and sound files form part of the novel's narrative. During the next days, Héctor flashes back to his hometown of Oaxaca and what brought him to this situation. The novel is a combination of suspense and literary fiction.

Canadian journalist John Vaillant's previous books include The Golden Spruce: A True Story of Myth, Madness, and Greed, about an act of eco-vandalism, and The Tiger: A True Story of Vengeance and Survival, about the hunt to trap a man-eating Siberian tiger. Both nonfiction books are excellent and the reason I want to read The Jaguar's Children, Vaillant's first novel.

I'm trying to figure out the perfect time to read Yrsa Sigurðardóttir's I Remember You: A Ghost Story (translated from the Icelandic by Philip Roughton, Minotaur, March 2014). I'll tell you when the perfect time is not. Not when I'm in the house at night alone and the house is creaking like it does only when my husband and kids are gone. How does it know?

Sigurðardóttir's upcoming book shouldn't be quite as eerie as her recent standalone. Reykjavik lawyer Thóra Gudmundsdottir returns in the fifth series book, Someone to Watch Over Me (translated from the Icelandic by Philip Roughton; Minotaur, February 17). Her client, Jósteinn Karlsson, has a friend, Jakob, with Down's Syndrome. Jakob has been convicted of setting the fire at his assisted-living facility that killed five people and Jósteinn wants Thóra to prove him innocent. Sigurðardóttir always weaves Iceland's past and current issues into her crime fiction. I'm looking forward to learning more about how Iceland's financial troubles have affected the country's social services and vulnerable citizens.

Have you read Okey Ndibe's Foreign Gods, Inc. (Soho, January 2014)? It is the story of Ikechukwu "Ike" Uzondu, who drives a New York City cab despite his economics degree from Amherst. Ike is hurting for money after his green-card marriage ends in divorce. He hits upon the idea of returning to his Nigerian village, stealing the statue of a god and selling it to a New York gallery specializing in such Asian and African antiques, Foreign Gods, Inc. This may sound like the description of a caper novel, but it's not. Using the framework of a literary thriller, it's a satirical and poignant look at culture clash and an American immigrant's dream.

After reading that book, I can't pass up Okey Ndibe's first novel, Arrows of Rain (Soho, January 6), originally published in 2000. It's about truth and justice and is set in the fictional African Republic of Madia, which has been ruled for 21 years by dictator Gen. Isa Palat Bello. The journalist Femi Adero uses a first-person narration to describe the fate of a man named Bukuru, sole witness to the drowning of a young prostitute.

That wraps it up for today but we'll be back tomorrow for another look at upcoming books.

Caters News Agency photo of two West Midlands snow policemen