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"From the Man Booker Prize shortlisted-author of the brilliant Seasonal Quartet series-a major new novel that promises to capture the present moment with Ali Smith's genius and bold spirit. "A story is never an answer. A story is always a question." Here we are in extraordinary times. Is this history? What happens when we cease to trust governments, the media, each other? What have we lost? What stays with us? What does it take to unlock our future? Following her astonishing Seasonal Quartet, Ali Smith again lights a way for us through the nightmarish now, in a vital celebration of companionship in all its timeless and contemporary, legendary and unpindownable, spellbinding and shapeshifting forms. Companion Piece stands apart from the Quartet, which remains discrete unto itself. But like Smith's groundbreaking series, this new novel boldly captures the spirit of the times. "Every hello, like every voice, holds its story ready, waiting.""--… (more)
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It’s surreal and yet makes sense if you read carefully. As the middle of the three chapters makes clear, everything in the book is some kind of binary (there is a nonbinary character, one of twins—a bit of wordplay in itself): there are the plague/Covid eras, the aforementioned twins, and the contrast of artistry/craftsmanship vs. the superficiality of Gen-Z mores and speech. If this is Smith’s Covid-era “kids-these-days” indulgence it’s a fun one, though I found the craziness of the two daughters a bit more heavy-handed than the rest of her storyline. To balance that out is a surprisingly sweet and very apropos through line of kindness, how being decent to people and forging connection is problematic, yes, but also necessary, and that being kind to animals is an unambiguous good and will always serve you well in life.
This isn't part of the Seasonal Quartet, then, and the characters and action don't overlap, but it's unmistakably using the same techniques and exploring the same kind of ideas about all those hideous things in present day life we spend most of our time pretending not to see. And about the power of stories and the arts to fight back, even if only quixotically.
Taking her cue from an e.e. cummings poem, Smith uses a kind of two-steps-backward-one-step-forward narrative sequence, which is disorienting at first but very effective, and she also sets up an unexpected crossover between Tudor and Lockdown England, bringing out parallels in the authoritarianism, intolerance and oppression of the poor going on in both periods — something like what she did in How to be both. The artist and poet Sand is isolating herself at home whilst her elderly father is in hospital not-with-the-virus, but she reckons without the prime pest of her student days, Martina Pelf née Inglis, who rings her up out of the blue with an odd question about curlews and curfews. And then she finds a female blacksmith with a curlew on her shoulder trying on her shoes, and things start getting quite confusing.
As usual, wonderful, clever, witty writing, making us question things that always seemed quite normal and reasonable, and suggesting wonderful subversive possibilities in the world around us, awful though it is at the moment.
It is 2021 and Sandy’s father is hospitalized
I remember those days, spring of 2021, when we took wide arcs around people we encountered. When I walked to the park and avoided the children playing there. We stayed at home, masked to greet the delivery people at the door.
Like millions of people, Sandy experienced life as a kind of limbo, a stasis, as if lost in a forest where one sits and waits to be found.
An unexpected phone call from a woman who was less than an acquaintance in college engenders a series of strange events. The woman has a story to tell, hoping that Sandy can dissect its meaning the way she dissected a poem in college.
Isn’t that what we all want? To understand this strange, disorienting world? Hoping that a writer or artist or musician or therapist or doctor can name what ails us, connect the dots for us?
People force their way into Sandy’s house, bringing threat of infection while asking for her help, burglars and teenagers escaping the closed circuit of home. Laura can’t take the infection to her father and tries to send them away.
Meanwhile in the past, a young woman smithy, a plague survivor, now an illegal vagrant, endeavors to find a safe haven in the world. She perhaps will create a marvelous clock that will outlast her.
Companion Piece is a story to reread, each reading a richer experience, Ali Smith touches on so many things. She leaves us with Sandy walking her father’s dog across a common where plague victims were buried hundreds of years ago, observing nature. She meets a woman who recognizes the dog, asks about her father, and sends her ‘hello’ to him. It is an ending that envelopes with warmth. Perhaps a simple greeting between two people is enough. We are lost in the woods, but we are in it together.
I received a free book from the publisher. My review is fair and unbiased.
Strange things keep happening, although Sandy seems to take it all pretty much in stride. At one point, she comes home to find a disheveled, battered girl with an odd manner of speaking and an odd-looking bird companion ransacking her closet, looking for a pair of shoes. She becomes the link between Martina's story and Sandy's own.
This is a book for readers who love words, not just plots. Smith loves to play with words, and it takes a bit of concentration to play along, but it's definitely worth the effort. The novel is like a puzzle, and it's a joy to work it out. Along the way, we're given keen insights into art, artists and artisans; politics and society; loneliness v. solitude; and much, much more. Can't wait to pick it up and read it again, but I need to let it settle for a bit first.
That was life. Everything suspect. Nothing uncorrupt.
Fun and engaging, as ever.
Somehow, this totally works. Running through the whole book is a love of words and poetry that matters more than the actual plot. It's a book I devoured and now really want to reread sometime soon to savor.
It's odd, I can't say I really understood the point of all of it, and it won't be for everyone, but it really worked for me.
There are three primary storylines – one set in present-day England concerning Sandy’s family, another about Martina and her young adult daughters, and a third of a female blacksmith during the plague years. These three stories come together through common themes: art, socio-political commentary, and isolation.
Do not read this book for the plot. Read it for Smith’s playful writing style, and for the mental puzzle at the heart of the story. It can get a little convoluted at times, but I enjoyed looking for linkages among stories. It is atmospheric and communicates its messages with subtlety. Very few authors could pull off this bizarre mix of topics and create any sort of cohesive work. Smith’s writing continues to impress me.
Smith’s writing can feel utterly up to the minute as well being a bit timeless. It is always a pleasure to read her and an equal pleasure to recommend her to others.
Recommended.
Whoever it is who keeps adding additional text to the title in this case - the new novel from the Booker-shortlisted author of How To Be Both by
it is not needed, not helpful and not clever. Just stop it.