My final round up for May seems to have fallen into a theme since all three books are centred around women’s experiences. One is a proper sci-fi spaceship-based adventure, one a dystopia (because I sometimes think every third or fourth book I read is dystopian) but the first is a bit more of a traditional Jane read. Which means a bit quirky…
Do Not Feed The Bear – Rachel Elliott
Sydney Smith’s family were creatures of habit who holidayed every year in St Ives (progressing from caravans to, gasp, a holiday cottage when Sidney was ten) but that all changed after a terrible tragedy. Now Sidney is returning to St Ives (alone and without telling her partner, Ruth, or her father, Howard) and we see her trying, and initially failing, to come to terms with what happened nearly four decades before. Her hobby, free-running, brings her to the attention of the town (who seem to mistake her need to climb onto and jump off buildings as a suicide bid) and to at least one person whose past intersects with hers.
The story moves back and forth in time to the holidays of the past and to the present day and is told from many points of view (including the odd dog). We revisit the first dead body Sidney ever saw – from both his and Sidney’s side – and are later reunited with the dead body’s bereaved fiancé. In fact, all the people we meet seem to be interlinked in some way – perhaps a hint of the fact that, no matter how hard you try, no life fails to impact on many others. Many of the characters we meet have great sadness in their lives but most of them (apart from a couple who, I’m willing to bet, nobody could like) are able to find a way back to at least the start of happiness by the end. An enjoyable lockdown read, with interesting characters and a sense of warmth.
Goldilocks – Laura Lam
A bit of a change here – Goldilocks is not a fairy-tale retelling but science fiction. Goldilocks, in this case, refers to the habitable zone around a star – not too hot and not too cold to potentially sustain human life. In the case of this book this zone is needed since mankind’s refusal to change lifestyle, even in the face of brutal climate change, means that a fresh start is needed sooner rather than later. Of course, this is a fairly common occurrence in ecologically inclined sci-fi: what is new here is the undercurrent of Gilead-style political misogyny. Yes, if you forced me to do the ‘x meets y’ definition I’d have to call it Handmaid’s Tale meets The Martian (and you’d have to force me – I made this comparison as I was reading the book – now I see that everyone is using it. Bah!). With a strong hint of reportage in characters that reminded me of both Trump and Elon Musk….
Naomi Lovelace is part of the crew of the Atalanta, a spaceship making its way to Cavendish, a distant planet which offers mankind an escape from the mess they’ve made of Earth. The mission and the ship they are on were the brainchild of Lovelace’s adopted mother, Valerie Black, and the crew were hand-picked by Black but, because of a repressively patriarchal political system, they are only there because, well, they stole the ship. Initially the crew, all women, are positive about what they have done – trusting Black to deal with demands from Earth to return the ship – but an atmosphere of mistrust soon emerge. Things begin to go wrong with the ship, Lovelace has health issues which will affect the whole crew and, it seems, Black is keeping secrets from them all. We move between the time on board the Atalanta and back to Lovelace’s childhood and youth – discovering more about the real character of Valerie Black as we go – and, finally, to a future where Lovelace is looking back and, finally, telling the truth about what happened on this fateful journey. This is good, thoughtful, science fiction which should suit readers of Becky Chambers – especially if they are also Atwood fans.
Q – Christina Dalcher
Another book for the Atwood enthusiasts and another which looks at a near future world in which life has become increasingly difficult for women. At first glance is seems as if some things in life have improved, at least from the point of view of Elena Fairchild, a teacher at one of the country’s elite schools. But we soon realise that the very fact of these high-level schools means that there must be other institutions with much lower standards. The constant testing of pupils has been increased, with previously high achievers suddenly losing so many marks (known as Q, standing for Quotient) that they drop from the highest-level schools to the lowest – large, residential facilities where parental visits (or trips home) are rigorously deterred. Which, in effect, means children taken from their homes with only a few days’ notice and never seen again. Despite Elena’s husband being instrumental in this educational policy she finds, to her horror, that her younger daughter, Freddy, has fallen into this group and that he is not willing to do anything to save her. Elena, however, spurred on by hearing about her beloved grandmother’s experiences in Nazi Germany, is forced to make some almost impossible choices.
Like most of the best dystopian novels this one is chillingly close to current reality. Not just in the control some governments (I’m looking at you, America) feel they need to have over women and their bodies but also in attitudes to education. Yes, I can see how testing can help to establish how well individuals are progressing, but when it becomes a purpose in itself it tends, as happens in this book, to be prejudiced against anyone who doesn’t conform to an artificially set norm. The story draws explicit parallels with the eugenics movement (beloved of fascist regimes everywhere) adding another level of worrying contemporary similarity. I was particularly fascinated by Elena and her husband’s backstory – former school geeks whose plans for revenge on high school bullies become a brutal repressive regime – and how she turns her back on what those plans have become.
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