There are a lot of things I could say about this. Tour-de-force. A book that deserves attention. For anyone who has ever spent even a night at any lake. Evocative. Transportive.
All that sounds a bit too simple.
What Sarah has done here is not easy. She has created an overlapping narrative, which at the center of it has Naledi, a resort on a lake in the northwoods. It's like six degrees of separation from Kevin Bacon - everyone has a connection with Naledi. Naledi is at the center, and each person depicted touches it - some deeply, some just barely.
Stonich creates characters out of whole cloth like some people bake cookies. She can even do men - nah, especially do men. I love her Rob, her Vac, her Tomas, even in his dying moments (don't worry, I'm not giving anything away here).
This is a difficult narrative style, and it can be difficult for the reader as well. Each chapter will have you, and when you start to see the connections, you're hooked. Line and sinker.
Stay with it. Stonich delivers, in spades.
Reread in 2019: Still amazing. Perhaps even more so, because I caught some things I missed, or perhaps didn't remember. I love this interconnected collection of stories, a novel in stories, wherein Stonich weaves the reader in and out, touching on this person or that. Mostly, they have to do with Meg - her experience or the experience of people she knows. But sometimes, no, it is removed from her. I loved everyone. Wow, that is a feat. Even the adman is redeemed. Each different perspective brings more depth to the story, and as you weave, you go back and forth in time too, so that you truly get all the backstory. You see a person old, or young, then in their prime, then it is all neatly laid out for you, if you care to connect the dots. This is a phenomenal book. Now I can't wait to read the sequel, which fortunately is sitting here waiting for me.