“I believed this was my destiny: for a plane to recognize me as his soulmate mid-flight and, overcome with passion, relinquish his grip on the sky, hurtling us to earth in a carnage that would meld our souls for eternity.”
A couple of months ago or so, one of my coworkers was flipping through the pages of BookPage and spotted this novel which was soon to be released at the time. I heard her snickering and had to ask. She said “Here’s a book for you” but was joking. Well, to be fair, she was probably half serious (she knows my sometimes-quirky tastes). She read the blurb and I sat up straight in my chair. I made sure the book was on our to-order sheet. When the UPS guy walked in on delivery day (with one of his daily “dad jokes”), I tore the box open and brought the book home. I’m not hooked on new releases in general, but if something has a whiff of being weirdly wonderful, then I’m all in. The gals at work were all hoping I’d report back with another Hurricane Girl or Vladimir-style, gushing review. If so, they’d all be lining up for it next.
“As a rule, I avoided forming deep connections with other people. I knew my fate could manifest upon any flight, and I didn’t want to burden additional loved ones with grief.”
Linda is the protagonist and no doubt she’s unique. Certainly, her love obsessions are incredibly peculiar. She had her first orgasm at the age of 13 during an extra-turbulent plane ride. While her fellow plane-mates were gasping for dear life, she was gasping… well, you know. She now carries around a small shard of a decommissioned 737-800 which she purchased on eBay. I won’t bother to tell you what she does with this particular talisman. In any case, it probably goes without saying that her life is very odd indeed. By day she cleans up comment threads on social media, removing hate speech, death threats, and that sort of everyday thing. On the weekends she either sits at a bar overlooking a runway or takes flights from San Franciso to other regional hubs. She didn’t fail to make me laugh. And she knows a hell of a lot about planes and flight patterns! Way more than I’d ever absorb even if I took the time to look at those laminated sheets in the plane’s seat pockets.
“A beefy Boeing 777 pulled back from F4, pivoting on his slender ankles with surprising grace for such a big fellow. Parked at F12, I spotted an old friend who went by the tail number N78823, an Embraer 175 bound presently for Phoenix, according to my flight-tracking app. I’d accompanied N78823 to Salt Lake City a few months ago, and found him to be a playful lover, teasing me with a round of turbulence as we descended into SLC.”
She has one person she can finally call a friend. Karina, a coworker, is an aerophobe. As they say, opposites attract! Karina introduces Linda to some of her own friends, who invite her to attend their monthly vision board meetups. Linda figures, why not. Perhaps she can make her dream of marrying an airplane come true if she manifests it properly.
This book isn’t just about laughter and the weirdness of it all, of course. There is a deeply rooted loneliness oozing from Linda. The problem for me is that it never really went deep enough. We know it’s there, but I wanted to get into the thick of her past. The premise of this was intriguing but the execution seemed to go in circles – much like a plane that needs clearance before landing. I was eager to see what the landing would be like, but I’m not so sure it satisfied this reader at least. Women in pain, loneliness, trauma – all themes that greatly interest me. Bizarre fetishes and odd characters – these have a large appeal factor, too. The difference lies in the writing. Marcy Dermansky and Otessa Moshfegh nail it, and maybe, just maybe, Kate Folk is onto something good here. I’ll read her next offering but can’t rank this book with the likes of Hurricane Girl for now. As far as my fellow coworkers – I didn’t rush to place this directly in any of their hands, but I didn’t tell them to stay away either. Whatever floats your boat. Or flies your plane, I guess.
“This was what I’d wanted for so long, and thought was impossible – to reveal my true self and be accepted as I was.”