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"The much-anticipated first novel from a Story Prize-winning "5 Under 35" fiction writer. In 2012, Claire Vaye Watkins's story collection, Battleborn, swept nearly every award for short fiction. Now this young writer, widely heralded as a once-in-a-generation talent, returns with a first novel that harnesses the sweeping vision and deep heart that made her debut so arresting to a love story set in a devastatingly imagined near future. Unrelenting drought has transfigured Southern California into a surreal, phantasmagoric landscape. With the Central Valley barren, underground aquifer drained, and Sierra snowpack entirely depleted, most "Mojavs," prevented by both armed vigilantes and an indifferent bureaucracy from freely crossing borders to lusher regions, have allowed themselves to be evacuated to internment camps. In Los Angeles' Laurel Canyon, two young Mojavs. Luz, once a poster child for the Bureau of Conservation and its enemies, and Ray, a veteran of the "forever war" turned surfer--squat in a starlet's abandoned mansion. Holdouts, they subsist on rationed cola and whatever they can loot, scavenge, and improvise. The couple's fragile love somehow blooms in this arid place, and for the moment, it seems enough. But when they cross paths with a mysterious child, the thirst for a better future begins. They head east, a route strewn with danger: sinkholes and patrolling authorities, bandits and the brutal, omnipresent sun. Ghosting after them are rumors of a visionary dowser a diviner for waterand his followers, who whispers say have formed a colony at the edge of a mysterious sea of dunes. Immensely moving, profoundly disquieting, and mind-blowingly original, Watkins's novel explores the myths we believe about others and tell about ourselves, the double-edged power of our most cherished relationships, and the shape of hope in a precarious future that may be our own"--… (more)
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This was an odd and compelling book. Before Ray and Luz leave Los Angeles, the story seems a little slow, but once they set out, it changes radically. There is more than a touch of magical realism here, as the landscape in which they become stranded is so radically different from the America we know that it could be an alien planet. Here Watkins becomes experimental and playful with her prose, adding to its dreamlike quality. This bizarre landscape exerts an almost mystical hold over the people who fall into it and become trapped there, as if the dune sea itself is a conscious thing with its own needs and desires. This is the kind of book that the reader drifts through, not a page turner but strangely fascinating, and when it's over, we're unsure exactly what we've experienced. We only know that it has affected us.
This story takes place after the rivers and wells in the interior valleys have completely dried up and a large sand dune sea has taken over. Luz Dunn, her partner Ray and a child called Ig are trying to escape California by driving east. Luz and Ray took Ig from a group of wasted drifters because they were not looking after her. Once they had Ig it became obvious to Luz and Ray that California was no place to try to raise a child. They try to plan for any eventuality but no-one realized how massive the dune sea had grown. When they ran out of gas along the northern edge of the sand Ray leaves Luz and Ig to try to find some help. Luz is near death from sunstroke when Levi, leader of a small group living on the edge of the dunes, finds her and Ig. When Luz is recovered she wants to look for Ray but Levi tells her that he died. He shows her some of Ray's belongings and points out a spot covered over by sand that he says is where he found Ray's body. Levi is conveniently nearby when Luz recovers from her grief and soon Luz is Levi's woman. Ig is looked after by the whole group and especially by Dallas who had given birth to a stillborn child shortly before Luz and Ig arrived. Her breast milk sustains Ig. Levi is a dowser and can find water anywhere. The group grows food and they even have a narcotic root to chew. It is all quite idyllic. Or is it?
The author has developed a convincing post-apocalyptic world. Her writing is top-notch but I wasn't quite convinced by her characters. Although Watkins has them crying often they seemed wooden and one-dimensional. I suspect that Watkins will improve with time. This is her first novel although she has previously written a book of short stories. I think she bears watching.
Was it worth it? I don't know. A masterpiece it is not, and it didn't really pay off for me until page 323 (out of 339) when Watkins departed from her conventional storytelling in a tantalizing way which I will not describe further for fear of spoiling it. It did, however, give me probably the best closing sentence I read all year, and, as all good trial lawyers know, juries give disproportionate weight to the last thing they hear (the "recency effect"). I don't consider the time I spent reading Gold Fame Citrus wasted, particularly if it gave me a leg up on the Tournament of Books Short List, but I wouldn't go out of my way to recommend it, either.
I received a free copy of Gold Fame Citrus through NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
This book is similar in many ways to The Water
The main character is Luz Dunn, who together with her boyfriend Ray Hollis is trying to eke out an existence in the abandoned Los Angeles mansion of a former movie star, under the “ever-beaming, ever-heating, ever-evaporating sun.” Los Angeles used to be a land of "gold, fame, and citrus,” but those times ended when the water ran out.
Luz and Ray were living in what should have been a dream house, but instead:
“Nature had refused to offer herself to them. The water, the green, the mammalian, the tropical, the semitropical, the leafy, the verdant, the motherloving citrus, all of it was denied them and had been denied them so long that with each day, each project, it became more and more impossible to conceive of a time when it had not been denied them. The prospect of Mother Nature opening her legs and inviting Los Angeles back into her ripeness was, like the disks of water shimmering in the last foothill reservoirs patrolled by the National Guard, evaporating daily.”
Their lives change radically yet again when they take charge of a sort-of abandoned little girl, who identifies herself as Ig. They know they must leave the area, in case Ig’s drug-addled keepers come to take her away, and so they set out across the desert, to disastrous effect.
They encounter not only the now "quotidian" dangers, such as ever-present thirst, the desiccated landscape with its scorpions, snakes, and poisonous spiders, the ever-growing encroachment of the sand upon livable habitats, and the increasingly lawless government.
Like in Station Eleven, there is also a sinister, influential itinerant preacher who capitalizes upon the fear and desperation of people, and who uses those people to nefarious ends. He channels their hopelessness and regrets into a weapon more immediately dangerous than the ones he claims the government wants to use on them.
The question is whether Luz, Ray, and Ig can make it out of this living hell alive and mentally intact, and if it would even be worth it if they could.
Discussion: The format of the book morphs like the sand dunes that undergo periodic “sandalanches”: sometimes it is straight narrative, and sometimes dialogue, as in a play. A primer on the "neo-fauna" of the dunes, complete with illustrations, is in the middle of the book. In one instance, two different and competing strands of the narrative are juxtaposed in vertical columns along several pages.
Evaluation: This is probably the fourth or fifth book I’ve read recently that is based on the premise of a future in which global warming, aberrant weather patterns, and drought has returned much of the southwest to a “wild west” of dog-eat-dog competition for survival. And as Ron Charles observed in a mordantly humorous remark in his review of this book for “The Washington Post”:
“Like Cormac McCarthy’s The Road, Gold Fame Citrus doesn’t spend much time exploring how we arrived at this moonscape. Let’s face it: We know how.”
None of these books paints a pretty picture, but this one is the most grim of those I have read. However, it should be noted that the author has gotten rave reviews for her writing; indeed, that’s why I picked it up. Movie geeks will recognize a few nods to “Chinatown,” both overt and unidentified.
I prefer a more linear storyline and style in audio and soon realized I probably would have preferred this novel if I had read it. None-the-less, it ended up as a 4 star book for me.
I finished this a while ago and am still shaking my head. What have I just read? Wildly imaginative or prescient, original and devastating. A cult like leader who is a dowser and his followers in the desert, a haven or a threat? What a brilliant concept this book is, even to the point where Watkins manages to come up with new supposed insects and animals that are living in this new sand ocean, adapting and changing to thrive in their new environment. But are they real? There is so much to this book, descriptions and feelings, almost a hallucinogenic mind game with characters who change and evolve Prose that is brilliant or sometimes seems overwritten but to great effect. So incredibly addictive and immersive.
ARC from publisher.
Then, they find a little girl. Dirty, scruffy, undeterminable and irresistible, they take her from those whom have her. Ig, she is called, because that’s who she says she is. A child, even if it’s not yours, makes your mind look towards the future, and they realize they need to leave.
On the way through, things happen. Bad things. Ray is gone and Luz is left with Ig, rescued by other hold outs, in an even more barren, more wasted wasteland were sand dunes constantly shift and grow, threatening to bury everyone at any moment. But there is a leader there, and he seems to have the answers.
This book is written like poetry, short, quip phrases and allusions, metaphors and fragmented thoughts that shift like the desert and sand in this story. It’s not for everyone, but for those people who can look deeper into the text, enjoy flawed characters and gritty wonder. It’s fantastical and realistic, all at once, and the ended leaves you lost and aching.
Books should end like that sometimes.
Although not a happy book, I enjoyed the dystopian and realistic storyline, which seemed completely probable given California's drought-like conditions. I would recommend it for fans of dystopia although the characters were not as likable as other similar storylines.
Apart from making you consider the environmental damage being caused by mankind, the novel makes you consider the gullibility of the desperate, the corruptive nature of power, and the force of the survival instinct. It is compelling and thought-provoking as it asks the what ifs of our future. This is a beautifully written novel comprised of deeply evocative language, interesting characters and a chilling premise. I would recommend it to both individuals and reading groups as there is plenty to discuss here.
The only reason that I persevered with this book was because I was sent a copy to review and I also don't like giving up on a book, unless it is really badly written. I don't necessarily think that this is the case with this novel but it really didn't suit me. I didn't really care about the characters, I didn't feel that the story actually had any real flow and I didn't feel compelled to keep reading. I just read because I wanted to finish it and get it out of the way! Having said this, I have found it is a book that stays with you and it does have some valid things to say. But would I read it again - no! Do I agree with the comments in the blurb praising this novel - no! Would I recommend it to a friend - not really, unless they want a bit of a challenge - in more ways than one!
This is a dystopian story written in a very evocative and beautiful language full of description and imagery. In parts it feels very poetic and full of metaphors which transport you to the desert and the arid landscape but unfortunately these became a distraction to me and I did not feel it added a lot to the story. The author describes very beautiful settings where ugly things happen and the dregs of society live. I found it a bit difficult to get into the story and to enjoy the journey because of the poetic distractions and in places I just wanted the author to hurry up and continue with the story. I could not relate to the characters in the beginning as I found them flawed and unsympathetic and it wasn’t until events separate them that I started to get to know each of them a bit better and start caring more about them. I found Luz capricious and always expecting somebody to look after her and rescue her. I wanted her to stop depending on Ray and to stand for herself. I was hoping she would become a strong and independent woman and when she arrived at the colony I thought this would be her chance. The colony was made up of outcasts living in a harmonious setting under the direction of a deceiving criminal. It felt like an organised cult where everybody had their place and they all adored the leading figure. It was not until I read that the author’s mother had been a former Charles Manson's "Family" member that I understood where she possibly got her motivation from. As the story goes on I started to think that perhaps Ray is the hero of the story. His journey of self-discovery made me change my mind about him quite a few times and I felt sympathetic towards him once he realises that he needs Luz in her life and arrives at the colony to take her.
It is difficult to imagine when in the future the story takes place and I believe it has a hidden environmental message whether the author wants us to think what humanity would be like if the Earth warmed up so much that we run out of water and the desert took over the lifestyle we are accustomed to. The landscape and societies depicted by the author are harsh and powerful and they add a sense of rawness to the story.
But not everyone left. Some stayed--the unbelievers, those with warrants, those who want to be heros. They are given ration colas and regularly ransack empty stores and homes.
Ray and Luz stayed behind. Now it is too late to leave--no more evacuations, and Oregon has a guarded border. Leaving through the dune is crazy. Maybe?
After the great start, this book went off on an unbelievable tangent. Yes that means the first part was believable, as I sit here with my dead lawn, overheated house, checking on fires to figure out if we can go out of town soon or not. But the unbelievable tangent had promise--until it went of the deep end and didn't.
The mellow voice of the main narrator is very soothing, you could drift away on it. The writing itself was difficult to listen to, as Watkins got carried away with her descriptive phrases, lists of them. In fact, at one point in describing a supporting character who keeps lists, we
Set in the near future where desertification has taken over most of the western states, we follow Luz, a child-star poster-child for environmentalism as she and her lover trip out and try to find a viable future for themselves.
I find this one kind of hard to review, really. Because ultimately I think it's a
I think, though, that this is one where people's mileage is going to vary enormously.
Let the title be a warning to literary fiction fans who like their writers to make a dollop of sense and to dystopian novel fans who cherish sharp conflict and galvanic plotting: if the title makes little sense, don’t expect the avalanche of words following to clarify
Doubtless, Watkins can write evocative descriptions. Unfortunately, in her novel, these become the centerpiece of the entire literary venture. The plot boils down to no more than wandering aimlessly in a desert, an unwanted gift of from humankind’s reckless disregard of natural resources. Her characters, the wanders, mull much over, but instead of intriguing you and stimulating your own thoughts, they commit a cardinal sin of literature, for which, you will feel them justly condemned to the desert: they bore you to distraction.
And this is a shame, for there lurks within these pages a potentially interesting novel. Less time getting out of L.A., less time baking under the sun, less time waxing on and on about what things look and feel like, more time expanding upon the chaos caused by the drought, perhaps expansion of the mining section and a rant on authoritarianism, a more coherent crystallization of the mad prophet of the desert, and the addition of more consciousness to the desert, an anthropomorphism often hinted at but never realized, perhaps these might have made this a better novel, or at least a more enjoyable one.
Let the title be a warning to literary fiction fans who like their writers to make a dollop of sense and to dystopian novel fans who cherish sharp conflict and galvanic plotting: if the title makes little sense, don’t expect the avalanche of words following to clarify
Doubtless, Watkins can write evocative descriptions. Unfortunately, in her novel, these become the centerpiece of the entire literary venture. The plot boils down to no more than wandering aimlessly in a desert, an unwanted gift of from humankind’s reckless disregard of natural resources. Her characters, the wanders, mull much over, but instead of intriguing you and stimulating your own thoughts, they commit a cardinal sin of literature, for which, you will feel them justly condemned to the desert: they bore you to distraction.
And this is a shame, for there lurks within these pages a potentially interesting novel. Less time getting out of L.A., less time baking under the sun, less time waxing on and on about what things look and feel like, more time expanding upon the chaos caused by the drought, perhaps expansion of the mining section and a rant on authoritarianism, a more coherent crystallization of the mad prophet of the desert, and the addition of more consciousness to the desert, an anthropomorphism often hinted at but never realized, perhaps these might have made this a better novel, or at least a more enjoyable one.
Set this on the shelf next to:
The New Wilderness - Diane Cook
California - Edan Lepucki
A Friend of the Earth & Drop City & The Tortilla Curtain - T.C. Boyle
Trouble No Man - Brian Hart
Severance - Ling Ma
Annihilation - Jeff VanderMeer (if America was being taken over by a desert instead of what happens in 'Annihilation')