Danila Botha is no stranger to accolades, with her highly acclaimed previous books showing herself to be a consummate chronicler of the human condition. In this, her new collection of short stories, she delves into the inner lives of a diverse group of characters, ranging from Holocaust survivors to hipster artists to self-sabotaging singletons in stories that are by turns haunting, sad, and laugh-out-loud funny.
As a WW11 history buff, I was particularly taken by “Proteksyie and Mazel.”Set against the harrowing backdrop of the Jewish ghetto in Warsaw, the story unfolds along the rocky shores of the Viliga beach, which the Nazis allotted to the ghetto inhabitants. Narrated by a protagonist who is unable to understand her siblings’ incomprehensible optimism, how they believed "we’d survive and life would go back to normal one day if we stayed here,” it masterfully captures the mindset of a doomed populace basking in a brief reprieve from fear.
In one of the story’s most piercing passages, Botha writes:
“Some days, the beach was covered with revellers. There was hardly an inch of sand or dirt that wasn’t packed. There wasn’t as many kids as there used to be, but the ones that had been hidden, in closets or in the hospital were taken by nurses or friends of their mothers. They’d splash in the water, laughing for the first time, sounding like real kids. We saw adults of all ages, revelling in the moment or in old memories. We saw tensions loosen, people actually hoping for a future after all of this.”
Another of my favourite stories, “His Forever Girl”, deals with a lighter subject—unrequited love. Here we find the teenaged protagonist in a common predicament, placing her romantic hopes on an unattainable guy who has made it clear that he has no interest in being her boyfriend, but is not averse to making out with her. Like other girls in her situation, she pitifully accepts his crumbs of affection, recalling after a night helping him to write a paper, “I didn’t feel sad as much as I felt useful, which was addictive. It made me feel smart, and when he gushed his gratitude after, calling me a princess and telling me I deserved every gesture in the world, it felt like it meant something.”
Botched romance is the theme of another favourite, “If You’re Not Careful, You’ll Be Lonely” featuring a hard muscled, weight-obsessed protagonist who meets a potential suitor on a dating app. While not “sure if she wanted him, but it was nice to know he wanted her,” she forgoes her usual rigid calorie counting to indulge in a few glasses of wine at a ritzy restaurant, with hilarious results. Listening to her drunken ramble, her date observes, “she was bursting at the seams, like a carefully wrapped present shedding its ribbons and its paper only to reveal something cracked and probably defective underneath.”
Last but not least, the title story “Things that Cause Inappropriate Happiness" was a stand out for me. The protagonist, an artist who forgets her body while doing large scale acrylic portraits, suddenly finds herself at the mercy of her body with the onset of an inflammatory disease that permanently damages her hips and fingers. Now working as a substitute teacher for art students, she reflects, “They were well behaved, so they stayed, dragging their feet, the girls in heavy nineties redux platforms that looked better than the ones I actually wore in the nineties. So far, nothing has made me feel older than seeing clothes I wore fifteen years ago become cool again.”
For anyone interested in finely crafted tales that explore the intricacies of human nature—the good, bad, and all the messy in-betweens—I highly recommend it.
A great big thank you to the author for an ARC of this book. All thoughts presented are my own.