"Day One," Bill Cameron's third novel, is big, sprawling, messy and bleak. It's also deep, thoughtful, gorgeously written and full of memorable characters who are as original as they are flawed.
It's far from perfect, given an incredibly complicated flashback structure that probably makes the reader work too hard, but Cameron makes the effort worth it by creating a handful of characters so frail and damaged and vulnerable and yet hopeful that you can't help but hope they'll find their way through the godawful mess they've helped create.
Most memorable are Ellie Spaneker, a tormented housewife from rural Southern Oregon trying to find her salvation in her missing best friend; Eager Gillespie, a teenage dirtbag from the dumpy side of the tracks who secretly harbors the thin hope of helping himself through helping others; and Skin Kadash, the main character, an aging ex-cop with not enough to do and a reluctance to do what's thrust on him. Yet, he finds to his dismay, he hasn't quite detached from the world enough to stop caring — or stop putting his fine cop's brain to work.
Portland, as always in a Cameron novel, makes for an incredibly vivid setting, though Cameron tends to dwell on the parts of town that the Chamber Of Commerce would probably prefer not to spotlight. The Rose City of the author's vision is a near-endless series of downtrodden urban neighborhoods populated by street thugs and tweaker freaks, a dark and gritty moonscape of ruined civilization running like a surgical scar through of the most naturally beautiful cities in the country.
Two reads of "Day One" failed to weave together all the complicated plot threads for me, and the coincidences that brought together many of the principals in the final pages struck me as a bit too contrived. But those are minor quibbles about the magnificently bumpy ride that got me there.