My thanks to Netgalley and the publisher for providing me with an early copy of this book in return for an honest review.
The book is a collection of stories, covering various topics and eras. The connecting thread can perhaps be summarised as loneliness and dejection, especially that experienced by people crossing between cultures (as, presumably, the author herself had).
The first story, "A Little House", is about a group of Chinese 20 somethings (probably?), who interact and live in the aftermath of the 2008 earthquake in China. Not super clear what happened, or what the point of the story is. A heady mix of despondence (from the narrator) and blasé attitude (from many of her friends). A story, perhaps, of what modern 20-somethings in China think and feel, and how absolutely the same it is as anywhere else in the world.
The second story, "Shooting an Elephant", is about a Chinese-born young woman's life as a newly wed in Ireland, dealing with the consequences of a recent miscarriage and trying to find herself in the predominantly white environment. An interesting glimpse into the emotional struggles she is subject to, and a revealing study of modern dejection, with the main character not dissimilar to those found in Sally Rooney or Naoise Dolan's works.
The third story, "When Travelling in the Summer", is set in Imperial China and tells the story of a retired mandarin and his family, as the Emperor decrees his death. Rather nice and subtle narrative, with a very simple and straightforward premise at its core. The interesting thing is the setting, and the relationship between the characters. The story itself is as old as time.
The fourth story, "Stockholm", is about a China-born young author residing in England, who travels to Stockholm to a work trip. As she meets people she explores her post natal depression, her frustrations with herself and her professional achievements. There is a lot to unpack in the story - it is a revealing and intimate tale of womanhood and motherhood in contemporary times. The ending is lovely!
The fifth, "Free Wandering", is about a young Chinese man arriving at what appears to be New York to meet his cousin. The man is overwhelmed by the enormity of the city, the chaos of its inhabitants, and the attitude of people towards him. As the story progresses, the man gets increasingly flustered, culminating in a surprising ending. A rather good description of what it means to be lost in a completely new setting, and what impact it might have on one's psyche.
The sixth, "No Time To Write", is a story of an Irish woman who grew up, among other places, in Shanghai, and has had a complicated relationship with her parents and herself. Lots of self pity and victimhood here. The whole story feels like a rant by an infantile young adult.
The seventh, "How I Fell In Love With...", is a story of a 27yo Chinese-born woman living in Ireland, struggling to reconcile her life with herself, and starting to obsess with a young man she met briefly, just before he passes away. The story could he interesting, as far as it touches upon the issues of what is a person and how much of it can one learn from social media. However, the overlay of self wallowing victimhood expressed by the protagonist just leaves a bad aftertaste, making the story difficult to like.
The eighth, "Mother Tongue", goes back to the characters of "A Little House", and the protagonist's journey from China to London. The story continues to exist in the same atmosphere of despondence as the previous one. The sense of senselessness continues to prevail, and nihilism is incredibly prominent.
The ninth story, "Hai", is also set in Imperial China, and is perhaps the main event in this collection (for me at least). It tells the story of a Confucian scholar (in the times of Confucius, and just after), who, coming from a very poor background, struggles to adapt to the vagaries of high politics and power struggles. It's well paced, with well articulated characters, and great setting. The story crescendoes very nicely, and the twist, while rather visible from afar, is still riveting. This story alone is what makes the whole book worth reading.
Overall, I found the book to be an easy and enjoyable read. The best stories were perhaps the third and the ninth. The rest were somewhat tedious, mostly due to the nihilistic and dejected nature of the characters and the plot. They feel more like rants than stories, and are too self involved. The quality of storytelling is also bumpy, with some stories executed ok-ishly, while other suffering from a barebones approach that leaves too much out. I struggle to recommend this book other to diehard fans of the author, or of Sally Rooney and Naoise Dolan.