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.

THE CEMETERY OF UNTOLD STORIES by Julia Alvarez

Alma Cruz has enjoyed a successful literary career in the U.S., but now she has inherited a piece of land in her homeland—the Dominican Republic.  She returns there with plans to create a cemetery for all of her unfinished stories, and she literally buries the manuscripts.  However, these stories, particularly the ones about her father and about Bienvenida Trujillo, refuse to be silent.  Alma hires a neighbor woman, Filomena, as caretaker and as a listener for the buried stories, which are narrated in this novel alongside those of Alma and Filomena.  I guess this is OK as far as magical realism goes, but it didn’t quite work for me.  Bienvenida Trujillo was the ex-wife of the murderous Dominican dictator, and apparently there is scant info about her life after the marriage ended.  Alvarez paints a complete but obviously somewhat fictional portrait of her that is one of the highlights of the novel, possibly second only to Filomena’s backstory.  Also, there’s a possible link between Filomena and one of the storytellers, but we never find out for sure.  That connection was the nugget that held my attention through the latter part of the book, but the author just left me hanging.  Afterlife is still my favorite Alvarez novel, by far.

¡YO! by Julia Alvarez

I’m not really a fan of novels that are a series of vignettes, but this one works for me.  The stories all revolve around Yolanda García, whose name is often shortened to Yo, which is the pronoun “I” in Spanish, hence the title.  We learn at the beginning that Yo has just published a piece of fiction in which her various family members recognize themselves as characters, and they are not too happy about it.  What follows are basically episodes involving people in Yo’s life, including her three husbands, a landlady whose husband beats her, an English professor who is endlessly writing letters of recommendation for her (“once in a career there comes a student”), a boyfriend posing as a journalist to keep their relationship under wraps, and an assortment of family members.  I found all of these stories captivating, but the most memorable and shocking one is near the end, with the too-benign title of “The Stalker.”  Another surprise is the final story, in which Yo’s father recounts how Yo’s penchant for storytelling as a child placed her entire family in jeopardy.  Yolanda herself is a bit of enigma, kind and caring, but at times regretful, as we all are.

IN THE TIME OF THE BUTTERFLIES by Julia Alvarez

The Mirabal sisters are fighters, especially Patria, Minerva, and Maria Teresa, who, along with their husbands, join the resistance to Trujillo, murderous dictator of the Dominican Republic from the 1930s until 1961.  A fourth sister, Dede, who was not as involved in the mission to end Trujillo’s reign, stayed home the day her sisters were assassinated on their way home from visiting their husbands in prison. The author blends fact and fiction to construct a novel that looks back on the lives of the four sisters, with each of the chapters focused on one of them.  As the only survivor, Dede’s chapters dominate, but her rather mundane personal story does not. The backstories of the other sisters are not all that thrilling, either, and I was never clear on what motivated them to risk their lives in opposition to Trujillo.   This novel has merit as a history lesson, but I am not a fan of this type of semi-biographical fiction, as the author seems to be constrained by what actually happened.  I have found the same to be true of novels by T.C. Boyle, Alice Hoffman, Zadie Smith and Maggie O’Farrell in which they are fictionalizing the lives of historical figures.  However, I generally love these authors’ novels that spring strictly from their imaginations.  I think that Ariel Lawhon does a better job than most with writing an engrossing novel about a real person.  Perhaps she just chooses subjects whose lives are good fodder for a novel and are obscure enough to allow for some thrilling embellishments.

ANITA DE MONTE LAUGHS LAST by Xochitl Gonzalez

Anita de Monte may indeed laugh last, but since it’s beyond the grave, I don’t think it counts.  Here, her defenestration comes at the hands of her husband, a famous artist, but Anita’s life and death closely resemble that of a real woman whose husband was acquitted of her murder.  Obviously, an abundance of magical realism exists in this novel, and I am not really a fan.  Fortunately, another storyline involves Raquel Toro, whose life parallels Anita’s in many ways.  She is sacrificing her agency to a successful artist, and she becomes basically his satellite.  Anita realizes that her identity is in peril but keeps thinking that the problem will go away.  Raquel, on the other hand, despite opinions to the contrary from family and friends, thinks that her relationship with Nick is completely balanced.  This novel just does not really work for me.  It’s too predictable for one thing, and both of these smart, talented women just frustrated the heck out of me.  One positive is the humor, particularly when Anita’s ghost manifests itself as a bat who tortures her husband and his girlfriend.  Even more funny is when Anita mimics a Spanish accent at a dinner party in order to humiliate her husband.  She is much spunkier than Raquel whose cluelessness just annoyed me.

LIKE HAPPINESS by Ursula Villarreal-Moura

Tatum Vega is living a contented life in Chile when an American journalist contacts her about her past relationship with Mateo Dominguez, a successful author.  Another woman has accused Mateo of sexual assault, and, although Tatum did not experience any physical abuse in her relationship with Mateo, she can imagine the possibility of it occurring with someone else.  Tatum and Mateo’s relationship was mostly platonic, even when he spent a month with her in Cape Cod while she was housesitting.  It all began when Tatum sent Mateo a fan letter, and he actually responded.  They became friends, but it was an odd friendship in which he called all the shots.  It’s clear that Tatum loved Mateo, but it’s also clear that his feelings for her were something entirely different.  He paid off most of her student loan, so what exactly did he expect in return?  The answer to that question is not revealed until very late in the novel, but it is not shocking.  In fact, it’s just sad, given that Tatum was pretty much devoted to him for a decade.  This was abuse of an entirely different nature, basically psychological, and for some reason Tatum was blind to it.  I found it very hard to respect her and not just because Mateo’s domination of her life was entirely consensual.  She also had a good education but lacked the impetus to look for a job that matched her qualifications.  On the other hand, she was not entirely spineless, as she did have the gumption to get out of other unhealthy situations, including dumping a lover who developed a drug habit.  The entire narrative is Tatum in first person addressing Mateo, as if telling her story will somehow deliver retribution.  I think not.  Catharsis, maybe.

THE ROAD FROM BELHAVEN by Margot Livesey

I expected more from Margot Livesey than this tired plot.  Scottish teenage farm girl Lizzie falls for city boy Louis and becomes pregnant.  She is at first elated, assuming that Louis will marry her right away.  Wrong.  He wants to finish his apprenticeship as a tailor, and that’s three years away.  I don’t know if Lizzie is naïve or just not very smart, but she has a knack for making really bad judgment calls.  She abandons her daughter to the child’s great-grandparents, as she runs back to Louis after having a vision of him with another woman.  Trying to hold on to her man is obviously more important than the well-being of her child, and I just couldn’t sympathize with Lizzie anymore.  To her credit, she is spunky and a hard worker, but nothing can redeem her, in my opinion, from choosing her lover over her child, and I don’t think that the author makes a good case for us readers to feel that Lizzie deserves a second chance.  Her visions have always proven to predict some unfortunate future event, but these visions seem superfluous to the plot, except in one case in which her vision actually allows for advance preparation to prevent tragedy and loss of life.  I view magical realism such as this as something of a cop-out for the author to solve a plot problem that could be better handled in a realistic manner.