It's December 31, 2020. The most perfectly appropriate way to end this strange year, I thought, was to read a book that is all about 2020. The Pandemic Year. What it was like. I just finished reading "The Decameron Project," two hours before the end of the year, and the last thing I will do this year is post my review of it at Goodreads.
First comment: I loved the original Decameron. So it's hard for any other book to measure up.
Nevertheless: I loved the idea of this book. Twenty-nine stories by authors from all over the world. The number one message of this book is that every country, from Spain to Israel to Brazil to China, went through a major upheaval because of the coronavirus. We were all in this together, even while we were so much apart.
But on the other hand: "The Decameron Project" is a book that no one will want to read or remember a year from now, or two years, or ten years. 2020 is a year that everybody is going to want to forget. This book will of of interest only to people writing dissertations on What it Was Like During the Pandemic.
Addressing myself to that dissertation writer: What will you find here? Aside from that one gentle and profound message, that we were all in this together, you will not find any other single and consistent message. The 29 voices here are all different.
In a book with 29 authors, it's very, very tempting to pick winners. The story I enjoyed most surprised me: it was by Margaret Atwood, author of the dour "Handmaid's Tale," a feminist dystopia. Her story in this book, "Impatient Griselda," is absolutely hilarious. Maybe it's because this time we're *already living in* the dystopia, so she doesn't have to waste any words setting up that aspect of her story.
The story that hit me hardest? Probably Edwidge Danticat's "One Thing," with Victor LaValle's "Recognition" a very close second. I think it's no accident that the compilers placed them first and last in the collection. They are the two stories that deal most directly with death. Among all the things we have lost this year, you have to acknowledge that the people who died too soon were the most grievous loss.
The cleverest story? "The Girl with the Big Red Suitcase," by Rachel Kushner, has a wonderful twist at the end. The most unique voice? That would have to be "Systems," by Charles Yu, told from the virus's point of view.
As for the other 24 stories that I haven't mentioned, like me, you will probably find most of them to be forgettable stories from a forgettable collection about a forgettable year. But that's not necessarily a bad thing. Most of Boccaccio's stories were forgettable, too. And yet it's somehow the massive fact of all of them that makes his book unforgettable.
As I get older and my memory gets worse and worse, I think of memory as a tapestry in which the vast majority of stitches, 99 percent of them, are completely unnoticeable. If you really peer closely you'll see the stitches, but when you look away they will recede. Only a few highlights of the tapestry stand out, no matter what angle you look at it from. But you need the whole tapestry. Without it, the highlights would not have anything to stand out against.
So, "The Decameron Project" is a tapestry of the year 2020. Read. Remember. And then forget.