PLAYGROUND by Richard Powers

Todd and Rafi are two very smart guys who meet in high school and bond over chess.  They remain very close friends in college, even after a woman enters the picture.  Then their paths diverge as Todd becomes addicted to software development and later founds a social media company that incorporates an idea provided by Rafi.  Todd becomes fabulously wealthy and begins developing AI, while Rafi’s great love is literature.  A totally separate storyline is that of Evelyne, whose father throws her into a pool with an early aqualung prototype.  This event propels her into oceanography, and her sections of the book are mind-boggling descriptions of the world that exists at the bottom of the sea.  Most of the earth is water, so that we land dwellers have no concept of the vast and mostly unexplored depths of our planet.  This fact is so obvious and yet so underappreciated.  Anyway, the ending of this novel was so puzzling to me that I had to read some other reviews and then reread a portion of the ending.  Todd provides some italicized narration addressed to an unknown entity, and I have to admit that I find italics annoying to read.  However, the difference between Todd’s narrative and the narrative in normal type is important to an understanding of the novel, and I missed that distinction entirely.  This book deserves a reread.

PINK SLIME by Fernanda Trias

The title refers to the nickname of Meatrite, a mystery meat product that is providing sustenance to a region in the midst of a pandemic, caused by red algae on the ocean.  When the wind blows, its deadly spread of the algae forces everyone to stay indoors, including the unnamed narrator who is taking care of a boy named Mauro with an eating disorder.  His syndrome causes him to be eternally hungry, and the narrator cannot leave him alone, as he will eat anything he can get his hands on, including inedible items like cotton balls.  Mauro’s wealthy parents leave him, along with a hefty supply of food, at the narrator’s apartment for months at a time.  Although the narrator tells her mother that she plans to move to the safety of Brazil, she lingers, possibly for the sake of Mauro, possibly in order to continue to visit her ex-husband, Max, who has been exposed to the red wind but had a chronic rather than an acute fatal response to it.  In fact, all three characters are lingering—Mauro in the narrator’s care, Max in the “Clinics” where he is not well enough to leave, and the narrator, who is stuck in a stasis that is not sustainable. This novel belongs to the genre now dubbed “cli-fi” for climate change fiction.  Rain is non-existent, and only when the fog rolls in is it safe to be outside.  Power outages are frequent, and phone service is spotty.  Water doesn’t seem to be an issue, so thank heavens for that, but this is a world that is becoming uninhabitable.  The fish are dead, and the birds have disappeared.  This scenario does not seem that farfetched.

HOW I WON A NOBEL PRIZE by Julius Taranto

The Rubin Institute is a haven for researchers, scientists, and professors with skeletons in their closets.  Helen, a very talented physicist whose specialty if superconductivity, does not have a sketchy past, but her mentor/collaborator is now a persona non grata as far as Cornell is concerned. In order to continue her research, she and her husband, Hew, relocate to the island where the Institute is located.  Hew’s liberal political slant makes this move really distasteful for him, and his and Helen’s marriage becomes somewhat rocky.  Helen suspects him of having an affair with a woman who was raped by one of the Institute’s residents, while she contemplates her own affair with her father’s favorite author.  I am not a physics person, and I found that the narrative having to do with Helen’s work was way over my head, but I learned something in the process.  I enjoyed the marital strife aspect of this book as well, since I could definitely see both sides of their argument.  Hew thinks that Helen should be more appalled about the crimes that the Institute’s residents have committed, whereas Helen contends that she really cannot do anything about it.  In any case, the concept of banishing misbehaving intellectuals to an island where they can continue to be productive without being policed or held accountable is intriguing but also alarming.

BURN by Peter Heller

Jess and Storey, both in their thirties and best friends since childhood, are hunting moose in Maine when they start encountering town after town that has been burned to a crisp.  Their own lives are obviously in danger as they gather snippets of information, from a Canadian radio station no less, about what is going on.  Soon their duo becomes a threesome, and Jess finds that his primary reason to survive is to protect Storey and Collie and get them all to a safe haven.  Fortunately, Jess and Storey are rational, resourceful, and compassionate, but when both factions in a civil war are unwilling to negotiate with strangers, self-preservation becomes their number one objective.  Interleaved within this tale is Jess’s backstory, particularly his relationship with Storey’s family, including an incident that he has never had the courage to share with Storey.  Given that they may not make it home from this trip, Jess is not sure that he wants to carry this burden to his grave, but Storey, too, has secrets of his own.  Their life-and-death journey, however, is the main reason to turn the pages.  No one writes a better adventure thriller than Peter Heller, and this novel is no exception.

THE LAST RANGER by Peter Heller

Ren Hopper is a Yellowstone enforcement ranger with lots of heroic skills and lots of regrets.  He couldn’t prevent his wife’s suicide nor his mother’s alcoholism, and he may have ruined the life of a grieving young man.  The main villain here, though, and the object of Ren’s constant ire, is humanity in general, who largely have no respect for wild animals.  They are either hunting them for their pelts or putting themselves in danger for a photo op with a predator.  Ren does what he can to rescue these latter foolish ones, despite wishing he could just leave them to a grisly fate, but the poachers are a threat to animals of both the two-legged and four-legged variety.  Heller’s The Guide is a better thriller, but this book has more heart and soul, as Ren has to consider the motivations of hunters and vandals before he throws the book at them.  He also has to outsmart them by being one step ahead of them, and that’s sometimes a tall order.  The author may wax eloquent a little too often about the natural beauty of Montana, but these moments of serenity are an occasional respite from the many emergencies Ren has to address.  However, it’s Ren’s vacillation between compassion and rage that makes his story so gripping. 

THE GUIDE by Peter Heller

Twenty-five-year-old Jack is still grieving the death of this best friend when he accepts a job as a fishing guide at a VIP resort.  His first client is a famous singer named Alison, although he has never heard of her.  Soon they become wary of the whole operation, as some of the other clients are not fishing and come to breakfast looking pale and unhealthy, as opposed to how normal they looked the day before.  Spa treatments don’t usually have such a negative effect.  Alison and Jack team up to discover what is going on behind the scenes, particularly at a compound next door whose owner fires shots at trespassers.  Clues abound, and we readers may catch on a little sooner than Jack and Alison do, but once they start stirring the pot, mayhem erupts.  This book is a fast read, particularly since it is difficult to put down and not particularly intricately plotted.  I love Peter Heller thrillers, and this one is no exception, even when he waxes poetic about his love of nature.  I particularly enjoyed the dynamic between Jack and Alison and her ability to hold her own when the going gets tough.  She’s not too shabby with a fly rod, either, so that Jack admires her for all of the above.  She also has a pretty good voice, which Jack barely gets the opportunity to enjoy, what with all the other excitement.

THE ORCHARD by Peter Heller

This is my least favorite Peter Heller book, and it is not his usual adventure story.  In fact, it seems to be three characters in search of a plot, plus a slew of Chinese poetry.  This is just not my thing, although I love Heller’s writing style and his three lovable characters here, unencumbered by a storyline.  Frith and her mother, Hayley, have decamped to a remote Vermont cabin to live off the land and off the grid, although Hayley still translates ancient Chinese poetry as a side hustle to bring in some real money.  Otherwise, they are struggling to make ends meet by selling apples and maple syrup.  Rosie, a neighbor with a phone and the usual conveniences, becomes a welcome fixture at the cabin and sort of an adopted family member.  Firth narrates this story from her adult perspective as she reflects on her unconventional childhood.  I kept waiting for something to blow up this idyll, but what finally happens, although fairly monumental, isn’t sudden or unanticipated and doesn’t really disrupt the calm atmosphere of the novel to a significant degree.  I just needed more—a jolt of some sort or a trajectory toward something unexpected.