An imaginative retelling of the Immaculate Conception set in another time and place, Jose Builds a Woman speaks to the complexity of mother-love, and the obsessive, possessive forms it sometimes takes. Baross has woven a rich and colorful account of the village outcast, Tortugina, who conceives a son with the ghost of a boy whose death she inadvertently causes. Faced with life in a convent or marriage to a stranger, Tortugina chooses marriage to legitimize her son. It is a loveless union, in which Tortugina fails to conceive other children. Her son, Jose, is the man in her life, and together with the ghost of her first love, they make up a kind of rag-tag Holy Trinity. By the end of the book, Tortugina and Jose fight for their lives inside the belly of a giant statue of the Virgin, where the ghost of Jose's father appears to him for the first time. It's a gorgeous book, full of wonder and layers and symbolism, and bits of prose so beautiful I got shivers. If every book I read this year is this good, then 2018 is off to a brilliant start.