I smell March. The open windows, the morning robins, the peeking tulips – or, maybe just mud. But I’ll take it! My Bean boots will be out in my dooryard ‘til May, anyway.
So, let’s drive over the frost heaves to get some of these new releases.
The Buried Giant by Kazuo Ishiguro
Released on March 3rd, 2015 by Knopf
Author of Never Let Me Go and The Remains of the Day, Ishiguro’s new historical fiction is highly anticipated. Set in 6th century Britain, a couple sets on a journey to find their son, whom they’ve not had contact with for quite some time. Per Ishiguro’s style I expect The Buried Giant, to be thought provoking and emotional.
And if the setting, plot, and author’s reputation is not reason enough, the book itself is gorgeous. The page edges are matte black, and the cover has a rough, almost unfinished texture. Who said you can’t judge/love a book by its cover? (More on that topic soon).
Released on March 3rd 2015 by Grove Press
Even before its official release, H is for Hawk took home the 2014 Samuel Johnson Prize (issued to British authors for best nonfiction). It is a #1 best seller in the UK, and was also named the Costa Book of the Year, as well as Book of the Year by The Guardian and The Economist magazines. I was impressed, considering I didn’t even know what falconry was before this slim volume was printed. Which, by the way, is the study of birds of prey. Like falcons. Go figure.
Part memoir, part informational, McDonald weaves the reader through her stories and experiences as a falconer. Poignant and quick, McDonald assesses what it means to be human – or hawk.
Released on March 17th 2015, by Random House
This type of book isn’t usually my first go-to; gimme a strong heroine and a great ending, and I’ve got a full weekend. But when the cover was released, I couldn’t help but think of the 1979 song “The Ballad of Lucy Jordan”. If you’re not familiar, it’s about a middle class housewife who’s completely miserable and bored out of her mind. Sung by Marianne Faithfull, whose voice sounds like Stevie Nicks with a bad cold.
The title character of Hausfrau (German for “housewife”) attempts to cure her suburban boredom with a variety of remedies – extramarital sex, various drugs, and other such time absorbing activities.
I fully intend to add this to my library. If you’re on the fence, I’ll let you know how many tissues I needed (or how many pages I had to skim through).
Lastly, we come to a young adult novel that’s been generating a lot of buzz. Ba-dum-CHHhhh! (That’s my drum sound)
Set in the “wastelands” of Mississippi, Mim Malone is suffocating – both from the stagnant heat and her newly acquired stepmom. Dragged from her home in Ohio, Mim is desperate to flee. But when she hears that her mother is ill, she does. Hops a Greyhound and sets off back to Ohio.
This is David Arnold’s first novel, and I think it’ll be a great one. I’m not familiar with him, but I read a short blurb that he wrote that made me an instant fan: “I write stories and songs. I like pesto, Arcade Fire, indie bookstores, Middle-earth, GARP, Elliott Smith, Christmastime, and all things Sorkin. I don’t like olives, liars, or wet socks.”
Oh, and young adult books are for all adults, not just the young ones. YA often achieves the same greatness as other fiction books – often in half the length.