“Wasp Box is a thrilling debut that will no doubt soon garner lots of positive attention from readers and critics alike. It is that rare novel that manages to be profound while also being profoundly entertaining.” – Wraparound South
“What develops in Wasp Box is horrific, beautiful, bizarre, poignant and mesmerizing. The sensory and visceral detail will cause readers to claw at their legs and necks, jam fingers into their ears, or hop on one foot to shake from the head what may lurk inside. Wasp Box portrays families at their best and worst, strongest and weakest, closest and most distant. Above all, it offers a portrait of the resilience and reliance necessary to survive.” – The Rumpus
“Jason Ockert's first novel is strangely magnificent. Deep down, Wasp Box is a love story: A soldier searches for a way to come home to his sweetheart, a man attempts to be a better father to his son, a quiet boy and an odd girl find companionship in each other and an old man struggles to cope without his deceased wife. But it's also a story filled with a quiet, lurking dread. It touches on the fear that lives inside all of us, a fear that literally surfaces when a soldier returned from war births a swarm of parasitic wasps that have been nesting in his brain, feeding on his insides. Are you cringing yet? Good. Those are just the first two pages.” – Bookslut
When a soldier returning home to a small New York town inadvertently transports an invasive species of deadly parasitic wasps, he sets off a frightening chain of events that throws an entire community into an unpredictable crisis. Escalating in its psychological, emotional, and narrative intensity, Ockert’s gripping first novel examines the choices individuals make in the face of danger, the limits of personal strength, and the value of family loyalty when the familiar world unravels.
On the inside cover of my copy of Wasp Box, Jason wrote that he hopes the book would rattle around in my skull awhile. But it won't. Rather, Wasp Box will buzz, it will sting and leave behind the hot and thick venom that is my own ongoing fear of bees, wasps, hornets and all other flying and stinging insects.
Like the venom, like a summer on a western New York vineyard, Ockert's prose is slow moving. The reader feels the stifling heat, the poison ivy rashes, the resulting buzz of iced wine. The reader hears the buzz of wasps, the splash of water, the nailing of drywall. Ockert has a way of making his stories a reality for the reader and more than once I found myself shuddering, filled with unease.
Wasp Box is a book about alcoholism and anger and PTSD and war and sadness and love and sex and death and summer and friendship and brotherhood and fatherhood and so so so so much more, and like the parasitic wasps of the novel, this book will buzz around in my head, will plant its larvae, and will likely drive me mad.
I came with the plan of ranting about how Jason Ockert made me hate a man and furious every time this man spoke. Nolan is a typical asshole dad, one who treats his ex-wife's kid, Joshua "Speck", as "not my kid", he treats him as this background noise. He treats his son, Hudson as "big one's mine, little one ain't" and that line alone just riled me up. It is a ride to see this man, Speck, and Hudson go through things.
The writings of the diary Speck finds are gorgeous, the information on wasps is spot on and clear. The dogs are charming animals that grow on you in a whimsical way. Every character brings something to the table, good or bad. You cannot go wrong with this subtle yet creepy ride. It's not a gore fest, it's not too grisly, but it is super screwed up. Crowley is detestable on sight, and the less I knew about him the better. But Jason didn't stray from making a man that foul get up in the space of the reader and unnerve them.
This book holds no punches, and though I've spoiled nothing, I hope readers who want to see a book that stands out like a wasp on your clothes does, and makes you pull back and swat just as fast, will pick this book up and give it a read.
I can't say the ending would be better or worse written any way but how it was. Everyone was flesh and bone, meat and fiber, it was an amazing read under two-hundred pages long and definitely something to pick up and binge on a long ride somewhere or while vacationing. Cannot recommend it enough.
Now just to find some people who dislike Nolan as much as I do to converse with. Because this book left me with a lot to say, but I don't want to consume my review with the rant I have solely for him.
There are pieces of this narrative I love, that hurt my heart (and my ear drum). All the buzzing really works to hum you along.
If you're familiar with Ockert's work, Wasp Box reads like an elongated version of his short stories, for better or for worse. I found myself thinking a lot about his story "Still Life" which can be found in Neighbors of Nothing. The boy. The train tracks. The carcass. The imaginary conversations. Ockert's characters roam the same landscape as the children in Stephen King's The Body.
It's an interesting endeavor, reading the novel of one of your favorite short fiction writers. Highly recommend for anyone trying to do their own work.
Seriously creepy ... and no woo-woo. I didn't much like how the 3rd-part narration jumped around from character to character (within chapters, but it's a riveting story.