House of Anansi Press, August, 2022<\/p>\n
Review by Caitlin Hicks<\/p>\n
\u201cFrom far away, a lawn mower\u201d<\/p>\n
A story within a snowstorm which includes not only the many phases of wind, wet, frost, snowflakes and sleet of Canada\u2019s eastern provinces, but also the generational history of its characters and personalities, this is how we love<\/em><\/strong> tosses them all into the air and observes them falling backwards and forwards and head over heels into deep snowbanks and icy wet ditches as digression by digression, a narrative emerges. The stabbing of Jules\u2019 twenty-one year old son, Xavier serves as the opening and connecting incident, and becomes the backbone of the novel, as the author interweaves her rich tapestry with backstory.<\/p>\n Literary Princess of St. John\u2019s, Newfoundland, and arguably, of Canada, (Margaret Atwood is Queen) Lisa Moore is not an easy writer to follow; her narrative, wildly digressive; not always written in sentences. And with the number of inter-connected personas, the histories, generations, and descriptions, this is how we love<\/em><\/strong> needs, at first, to be read carefully and \/ or repeatedly to remember who\u2019s who and to feel the cohesion and craftmanship emanating from every page. Her descriptions are fast and furious, leaving a succinct impression with few words: \u201cFrom far away, a lawn mower.\u201d<\/p>\n In a poetic style that is highly descriptive and intricate in its focus, Moore moves forwards and backwards in time, always landing squarely in the middle of a well-remembered scene, or within inches of an exacting vision of another character. \u201cHer name was Geraldine and she had glasses with big, thick lenses and clear plastic frames that had yellowed.\u00a0 .\u00a0 . The reflection of ceiling lights from the hall on her glasses made it impossible to see her eyes, but I could see grit where the lenses fit into plastic grooves of the frames. I could see fingerprints.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n The overarching story, that of Xavier\u2019s stabbing and his progress in the hospital ICU during a magnificent and terrifying snowstorm is made thick and suspenseful by the inter-connectedness of the characters and Moore\u2019s deep understanding of those moments of isolation, of near death, of the interior dream-state. In the ambulance, Xavier:<\/p>\n \u201cI want to stay alive, he said. Bubbles of blood in the corner of his mouth. He could taste a rusty foam. <\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cThey will know I love them, he thought, and it was like a weight had been taken off his chest. .\u00a0 . even though he wanted to hang on long enough to communicate this one idea, this thing: He loved Violet. He loved them all, but Violet. What a load of agony that he couldn\u2019t tell Violet, that she wasn\u2019t there with him.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n These people that \u2018Xay\u2019 sees before him on the stretcher, are his mother Jules, his father, Joe, his half-sister Nell, his aunt Helen, uncle Gerry, his grandmother, Florence. And a host of others. But first, nothing can be understood without the essential story of Xay\u2019s great grandmother, Bride Peach. Xay\u2019s girlfriend, Violet. And anyone captured in one of the many vignettes so carefully curated and presented in each chapter.<\/p>\n It almost comes as a surprise that one of the most compelling characters in the story is Trinity Brophy, an instigating force at the centre of the stabbing incident. As a child, Brophy is raised by a practical and closely controlled professional foster parent, Mary Mahoney. Out of survival necessity, Trinity lives by instinct, tracing her investment in Xavier\u2019s life back to their play as little children \u2013 and to her abandonment by her mother. A virtual orphan at seven-and-a-half, Trinity becomes intensely human through her emotional trials and her scattered life.<\/p>\n The remainder of this review is posted on New York Journal of Books site: https:\/\/www.nyjournalofbooks.com\/book-review\/how-we-love<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" House of Anansi Press, August, 2022 Review by Caitlin Hicks \u201cFrom far away, a lawn mower\u201d A story within a snowstorm which includes not only the many phases of wind, wet, frost, snowflakes and sleet of Canada\u2019s eastern provinces, but also the generational history of its characters and personalities, this is how we love tosses […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":6877,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[104],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6875","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-book-reviews"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6875","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6875"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6875\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6879,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6875\/revisions\/6879"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6877"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6875"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6875"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/caitlinhicks.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6875"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}