This was, well, different. Since Alison herself is a translator of Ovid, and the protagonist here translates Ovid, well. . . I don’t know much Ovid, so I’m sure there are some references I missed. That said, the stories here – sometimes individual, sometimes connected, sometimes not so comprehensible – focus on sex. J, the protagonist, lives in a high rise in Miami that seems largely
J, the protagonist, lives in a high rise in Miami that seems largely populated by senior citizens. The building is deteriorating, so there is a great deal of contentiousness about who’s going to get the contract to replace the pool. Come to think of it, J’s cat is deteriorating too. And she can’t save the duck she passes on her regular walks. And, despite some encouraging, if long-distance, friends, she can’t seem to save herself either.
She has connections. Her mother. Some men – who don’t seem to be so good for her. And some people in the building. And it is these neighbors that bring us to the most thoughtfully heartbreaking end.
An odd little book, this. But interesting.