Reading this book was like being spun around three times and pushed over the edge of a depthless urban rabbit hole. The novel swerves and veers, from one POV to another, and it’s clear that none of the characters have any idea what they will do next. The whole arrangement has a cinematic effect; reading the book is like sitting on a fast, loud train where the lights flash on and off, and trying to process the images that flash by in the brief illuminations of the darkness, or, like riding a roller coaster blindfolded. There's a menacing energy throughout the book that kept me breathless, and the author's use of language in so very many forms from the desert dialects of nomadic tribes in Asia, to the outer borough ghetto slang of Mexican immigrants (and everything in between), is astounding.
The characters who populate Atticus Lish’s novel belong to groups so marginalized they are practically invisible. They reside behind unmarked doors, in the darkened corners of hidden alleys, in grimy basement apartments, and along the edges of secondary highways. They are the homeless, the broken, the drunk, the undocumented, the incarcerated, the nomadic, the war torn; as they walk through the dark night, steaming cups of McDonald’s coffee their only warmth at 3:00 a.m., they find compassion, hope, and, miraculously, love.
Zou Lei is an undocumented Uiger immigrant, who leaves her nomadic life in the Taklamakan desert, and lands in New York. Skinner is an Iraq vet, wounded inside and out, who's tossed away after three tours with a few bucks and a handful of prescriptions. He is lost, and literally gets lost, in Queens, where, at the end of an alley behind an underground food court, he meets Zou Lei.
The backdrop of their love story is the pulsing, throbbing city, edged in darkness, littered with the detritus of poverty and broken dreams, fenced in, and overgrown:
‘A penetrable wall of houses and stores, whose copings and parapets cut shadows against the sky. A giant supermarket by the freeway. At the other end, a railroad bridge and the projects. The dark spaces behind the tracks. Black ferns grew between the houses to eat the hot exhaust from the expressway.’
Through this decaying landscape, Zou Lei and Skinner walk together, for months and miles, until they have to run for their lives. _Preparation for the Next Life_ is a gripping page turner, a heartbreaking love story, and a remarkable piece of writing.