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Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? -- Mary Oliver
There are minor similarities in this, Aimee Bender’s latest book, and her The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake, a somewhat strange, secret connection between the mother and her daughter, for one, as well as a small sense of magical realism.
As this story begins, Francie’s mother, Elaine, is on the phone talking to her sister Minnie, begging her to come, saying that there is something ‘wrong’ with Francie, that Francie has a ‘bug’ inside of her, and that she can no longer take care of her. After much conversation, Francie ends up staying with the young woman who babysits her temporarily, where one morning she wakes up to find a butterfly floating in her glass of water, next to the Butterfly lamp on the nightstand. Unable to leave this beautiful creature behind, not having another container to hold it in, and with no time to spare before she has to leave, she drinks it.
On that morning, Francie leaves for Burbank, California to go live with her Uncle and her Aunt Minnie, soon after their baby girl Vicky is born. Francie’s mother is now in an institution following a psychotic break. Francie is, understandably, a bit withdrawn upon arriving at her new home in Burbank.
Most of this story is shared from the time Francie is twenty-eight, living on her own, and best friends with her cousin Vicky, who seems unfazed by some of Francie’s unusual ways of viewing life, and her lifestyle. Vicky is supportive even when Francie decides to build a small “memory tent,” a small structure on her apartment balcony, where she hopes to revisit her childhood memories, returning to the days that formed her view of the world.
The more I read this book, the more I loved it. My heart went out to Francie, and I loved how each person responds to, believes in Francie, especially Vicky. The prose, as well as the way this story is told, has this quality of making this story seem, at times, illusory - as though reality, itself, was fleeting, which reminded me a bit of Rene Denfeld’s The Enchanted, the feeling that everything ‘seen’ in that story seems like a version of some weird but wonderful twist on reality, shared through such lovely prose that it is mesmerizing, nonetheless.
This story is, in part, about mental illness, as well as the tested bonds between a mother and child, and finding your own compass for your own life, and the importance of feeling loved. It won’t be for everyone, but I loved it.
Pub Date: 28 July 2020
Many thanks for the ARC provided by Doubleday Books via Edelweiss