Review: Land of Love and Drowning

Book by TIPHANIE YANIQUE
Reviewed by SOPHIE MURGUIA

land of love and drowning

It’s hard for anyone to write a magical realist novel today without inviting comparisons to Gabriel García Márquez. Especially in the wake of his death this year, the Colombian literary giant has been mythologized as the master of blurring the lines between reality and fantasy. Tiphanie Yanique’s debut novel Land of Love and Drowning is a magical realist work that calls to mind García Márquez, yet still manages to stake out new territory—both geographic and literary.

Like One Hundred Years of Solitude, Yanique’s novel is a multigenerational saga.Land of Love and Drowning traces the story of a Virgin Islands family over six decades of the 20th century. The novel opens in 1917, just as the islands of St. Thomas, St. John, and St. Croix are transitioning from Danish to American rule. When a shipwreck kills Captain Owen Arthur Bradshaw, patriarch of the Bradshaw family, and his wife dies soon after, sisters Eeona and Anette are orphaned and forced to fend for themselves. Yanique’s novel follows the lives of these two women as they attempt to work their way out of their newfound poverty, experiencing a string of ill-fated love affairs along the way.

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Texas Book Festival

Event Date: 
Saturday, October 25, 2014 – 4:00pm4:45pm
Location: 
Kirkus Reviews Tent

Join The Common at the Texas Book Festival! Come to the Kirkus Reviews Tent on October 25 at 4pm, where Editor in Chief Jennifer Acker will be moderating a conversation between Matthea Harvey and Nicole Callihan, “WordArt”:

Poets have a knack for creating brilliant images by using only words. But when visual art is added to the mix, these poets elevate their work from beautiful to something truly magical. Join Matthea Harvey and Nicole Callihan as they discuss how they ignite the imagination through the combination of image and word.

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Ask a Local: Jason Hardung, Fort Collins, CO

With JASON HARDUNG

Your name: Jason Hardung

Current city or town:  Fort Collins, Colorado

How long have you lived here? I moved here from Cheyenne, Wyoming in 2003. Although, some family members have lived here my whole life, so I wasn’t brand new to Ft. Collins. I have been coming here to visit my whole life.

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Pen Pals

By ALAN BARSTOW

With a respectful snap she beckons. She points to capital letter-less prose. Purple ink. I’s dotted with hearts or stars.

“Sir, what does it mean ‘What is your tribal name?’”

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Thoreau’s Borderlands

In Henry David Thoreau’s essay “Walking” he writes, “Give me a wildness whose glance no civilization can endure.” It is this longing for wildness that drove Thoreau to live and continue to return to Walden pond; to seek out nature whether along rivers, or the seashore, in the Maine woods, or his home town.

But at times Nature complicates Thoreau’s idealism by presenting raw, untamed forces—true wilderness, rather than just wildness—that stand in stark contrast to the pastoral that he often evokes in his writing.  

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Spritehood

drawing of dragon and sea

The continent, it turned out, was not ready for people. The settlers chopped down every tree and killed every animal, then started in on each other. They hoarded finite resources—furs, lumber, ore—until there weren’t any left to use. Counterfeiters discovered a way to alchemize gold, bringing about hyperinflation and economic collapse. The strong terrorized the weak, not just once but repeatedly, hounding them through one life after another. Normal people became outright thugs, enacting fantasies of domination. Dominated people had a tendency to become informal police, enacting fantasies of justice. Every so often a server crash would plunge everyone weeks into the past, to the most recent backup.

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The Teak House

house in black and white

I like pressing my cheek up against the cool embrace of the teak floor, letting the chill lap against my face, chest, arms, and legs. I especially like the feeling of a freshly mopped teak floor. The wood becomes softer, more soothing like a cool straw mattress in the hot summer. When I walk barefoot, the gentle tickle below my feet beckons me to lie down. I like the rush of wooden veins flowing underneath my thighs and arms, brushing them into slumber.I’ve tried resisting the temptation on many occasions, but I always succumb to the elbow-rubbing intimacy that ensues. Remain too far away and there is nothing to smell. Rub too close and all the pleasure is gone. But get close enough to brush your tingling nose against the grainy grooves on the surface and you become lost in the aroma. I steal another whiff; the smell is subtler than rosewood, more subdued than pine, but sweeter than cedar.

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Boston Book Festival 2014

Event Date: 
Saturday, October 25, 2014 – 9:00am5:00pm
Location: 
Copley Square, Boston
Join The Common at the Boston Book Festival on October 25th! Meet our editors and staff, pick up submission guideliens, and get a copy of the newest issue at Booth 31.

The BBF is New England’s largest annual literary event, boasting a bustling street fair, workshops for aspiring authors, an outdoor music stage, and more! For more information on this year’s event, see www.bostonbookfest.org

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Home

By EVA ROA WHITE

Our grey Swiss building has ceiling moldings in the shape of flowers. These were white once. Before we immigrants took over most of its floors. The only natives who remain are very old. They have no children or pensions large enough to help them flee our foreign invasion. Like Madame Belet, who lives one floor down from us and gives me old, melted chocolates when I run errands for her.

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