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.

THE DEMON OF UNREST by Erik Larson

Erik Larson has a knack for turning history into a page turner.  Here he tackles the events leading up to the Civil War, chronicling Lincoln’s early presidency and paying particular attention to Fort Sumter, which Lincoln misspelled as “Sumpter.”  The commander of the fort was Major Robert Anderson, a 55-year-old former slave owner from Kentucky who sympathized with the South but whose loyalty lay firmly with the Union Army.  Communication between the fort and Washington, D.C., was unreliable and scarce, so that Anderson and his men were totally in the dark as to if and when they would receive reinforcements or even vital provisions, as they were running out of food.  Meanwhile, the surrounding Confederates were bringing in tons of artillery, all in plain sight of Ft Sumter.  Costly mistakes were made both at the fort and at the White House, to the point that the fall of Ft Sumter was not only unsurprising but basically a forgone conclusion.   It also became increasingly apparent that the two sides did not understand one another at all, and neither side expected or wanted a protracted war.  The South was convinced that cotton was an all-important asset and that slave labor was a requirement for cultivating it, or at least that was their justification for slavery.  Anyone who still believes that the Civil War was caused by any issue other than slavery needs to read this book.

DEAD WAKE by Erik Larson

In typical Erik Larson fashion, two narratives dominate this book—that of the Lusitania and that of the submarine that destroyed it.  However, there are a whole lot of other intriguing stories, particularly the question of why the Lusitania did not have a naval escort and why it entered the U-boat-infested St. George’s Channel in the first place.  British intelligence knew of the danger and either wanted it torpedoed so that the U.S. would enter WWI or didn’t want the Germans to find out that the Brits were intercepting and decoding the German transmissions.  Neither excuse seems very noble, but then the U.S. President, Woodrow Wilson, was lovestruck at the time, and Winston Churchill was in France.  The weather and the tide schedule were also uncooperative, so that a whole confluence of bad luck doomed the ship, including a torpedo that was slightly off course.  The book also gives details about a number of passengers, but these backstories are not nearly as compelling as the survival stories.  A couple of women, presumed dead and brought on board rescue ships, rejoined the living.  Nonfiction is not really my thing, but Erik Larson rarely disappoints, and this book kept me engrossed all the way through.  Maybe I gained a little more in-depth knowledge—pun intended—about WWI-generation German submarines than I really needed, but I have to say that I found that more fascinating than the opulence of the Lusitania.

IN THE GARDEN OF BEASTS by Erik Larson

After several other men have turned down the job, William Dodd abandons a life of academia to become U.S. ambassador to Germany in 1933.  This is a time in which Hitler is gaining more power and amassing a huge army in defiance of the Treaty of Versailles.  Despite the rising tensions, Dodd brings along his wife and two grown children to Berlin.  Dodd’s daughter, Martha, is quite the femme fatale and becomes cozy with an assortment of American writers, German Nazis, and one Russian who may have been a spy.  This book focuses largely on the writings of Martha and her father, both of whom at first downplay the potential for Hitler’s regime to survive and wreak havoc.  Roosevelt’s administration is even less concerned about the turmoil in Germany, and the metaphor about boiling a frog in warm water comes to mind:  the danger isn’t obvious until it’s too late to escape the consequences.  Eventually, Hitler’s ruthlessness and murder of Jews, rivals, and anyone who contradicts him become impossible for Dodd to ignore.  However, convincing the U.S. that Hitler intends to take over Europe is especially difficult, given that the State Department views Dodd’s appointment as a mistake.  His chief mission is to persuade Germany to repay their debt to the U.S. government, but Dodd knows they do not have the money.  Dodd is by no means heroic and even displays hints of racism and anti-Semitism. Nor does he have the personality or charisma to exert any influence on the German political situation, but probably no one else does, either.  He is, however, principled in his ultimate refusal to socialize with the Nazis, although the State Department argues that an ambassador’s job involves building a relationship with the government of the country to which he has been assigned.  Perhaps Dodd’s greatest achievement is his documentation of what he witnesses, both in his diary and in his correspondence.  He is, unfortunately, not a flashy protagonist, making the narrative rather dry, and we all know the horror of what eventually happens.  This may not be my favorite Erik Larson book, but, once again, he has turned a piece of history into a very readable, albeit terrifying, book.

CLEAR by Carys Davies

A Scottish landowner hires John Ferguson to evict Ivar, the only occupant of a remote island.  This would seem to be an unpleasant task for a minister, but Ferguson needs the money.  Before he has even had a chance to settle in after the treacherous journey, Ferguson takes a bad fall, rendering him unconscious.  Ivar finds him and nurses him back to health, so that Ferguson is now indebted to Ivar and thus even more reluctant to accomplish his assigned duty.  This interruption to Ivar’s isolation, rather than an inconvenience, gives him an unexpected respite from his monotonous daily routine.  As for Ferguson, he makes an effort to learn Ivar’s language, communicating with whatever sign language gets his point across and creating a written glossary of the words he learns. The remoteness of the island and its gloomy weather seem to spell doom for one or both men.  I’m not sure how I thought this would turn out, with several moments that made me uneasy, but the conclusion totally came out of left field.  Plus, Ferguson has a gun, and I expected that it would have to come into play at some point.