August Giveaway: Mothers and Other Strangers by Gina Sorell

*** Winners selected! Congratulations to Evann in Lake Tapps, Wash., and Simone in Bloomfield, N.J.! ***

“My father proposed to my mother at gunpoint when she was nineteen, and knowing that she was already pregnant with a dead man’s child, she accepted.”

How can you read that first sentence and not read on? This tiny tidbit of Gina Sorell’s debut novel Mothers and Other Strangers gripped me when I first read it nine months ago and kept me in anticipation until the book finally came out in May — after which I devoured it in two days!

The story follows Elsie, a thirty-something woman in Los Angeles who learns her estranged mother — a beautiful, self-absorbed, and secretive parent — has died. So Elsie goes on a journey to discover the true story of her mother — a story that takes her all over the world, from Los Angeles to Toronto to Paris to Cape Town.

This novel was especially poignant for me because I grew up in three different continents too — and am estranged from my mother. The similarities between my life and Elsie’s end there though. What I found most compelling in Mothers and Other Strangers is the complex tension of emotions Elsie has about her mother: A mother who tells fabulous stories of her past, not a word of which may be true. A mother whose glamour and beauty Elsie craves, but hates constantly competing against. A mother whose approval Elsie desperately seeks, yet whose cold narcissism Elsie finds repellent.

But Mothers and Other Strangers covers much more ground than just the mother-daughter relationship, touching on everything from the financially predatory nature of spiritual cults (the mother belonged to one) to the punishing demands of creative ambition (Elsie is a dancer). Part psychological thriller, part coming-of-age story, and part redemption narrative, the book does sometimes feel like it’s trying to do too many things as it meanders into a whole range of varied hot topics — eating disorders, fertility treatments, rape, mental illness, Jewish identity, you name it — before suddenly coming to the end with a hurried wrapup. Still, the energy of the plot and the ambitious scope of the story made this novel a real page-turner.

I’m excited to be partnering with Prospect Park Books to give away TWO copies of Mothers and Other Strangers to my readers! All current email subscribers will be automatically entered to win one copy. Subscribe now if you’re not yet getting my occasional newsletters.

For a second chance to win, comment on this post below with your mother’s name. The giveaway closes August 31, 2017 at 11:59 pm PST.

Come back mid-month to read a Five Firsts interview with Gina Sorell.

July book reviews: Marlena, Sarah, and other girls with drama

Brief reviews of books by contemporary authors I read this month — along with photos of what I ate while reading. The list is ordered by the level of my enjoyment:

The Sarah Book by Scott McClannahan (Tyrant Books, 2017)

“Perhaps we love what we never know most of all.”
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This novel is a crazy ride — a mostly true story about Scott and his relationship (and the end thereof) with one Sarah — starting off with his alcoholism and her bulimia and related chaotic antics — like living for days in a Walmart parking lot and destroying a computer with a ten pound sledge. It’s so messy and honest — I seriously couldn’t put this one down. I got it via The TNB book club, which I strongly encourage you to join.

Marlena by Julie Buntin (Henry Holt, 2017)

“I love this wildness. I crave it. So why, when something in me asks if it’s worth ruining my life over, do I hear No?”
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Marlena has a thrilling wild car ride of a beginning that got me hooked right away. This novel follows the dangerous friendship between two teen girls — through a year of drugs, desire, and recklessness that leaves them ineradicably changed. It made me think a lot about what the defining moments or friendships of my own formative years were — and honestly I can’t pinpoint any one thing definitively — which I guess is how life is, all the cause and effect less obvious, more muddied, the loose ends still loose and irreconcilable. I picked this book up on Belletrist‘s recommendation —

The Blue Hour by Laura Pritchett (Counterpoint, 2017)

“When do we get the crazy notion that our life has a predictable trajectory? That it’s not just one crazy winding story?”
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If you’ve ever wondered what it might be like to live in a small mountain community, Laura’s The Blue Hour is the novel to read. The interconnected stories follow the lives of these neighbors — through their quiet longings and secret affairs and small hopes — to paint a richly textured, kaleidoscopic view of what it means to live and love. A lovely introspective book.

Big Lonesome by Jim Ruland (Gorsky Press, 2015)

“Their desire to know was a substitute for another kind of longing.”
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I don’t know how to even start describing this story collection by my friend Jim, best known in the L.A. area for his reading series Vermin on the Mount. The stories are so varied: Hard drinking, sensitive men given the job of killing animals in a zoo before the German army takes over their city. A portrayal of Popeye’s character from the perspective of his abandoned love child. A spurned lover spending his days spying on his ex by hiding in her closet. The stories really capture the bewildering experience of being in this beautiful, violent, unpredictable world.

The Rules Do Not Apply by Ariel Levy (Random House, 2017)

“Daring to think that the rules do not apply is the mark of a visionary. It’s also a symptom of narcissism.”
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Ariel’s memoir was somewhat different from what I’d expected — but I did enjoy going through the unexpected twists and turns of life with her — and liked how she described this sense of untetheredness and uncertainty I especially love the way Ariel Levy describes the ambition of the 90s — the sleek ferociousness of it, the unabashed self-interest, the eagerness to redefine how best to live — the last of which I suppose is a constant throughout history.

I Have the Right to Destroy Myself by Young-Ha Kim (in English translation from Harcourt, 2007)

“C imagined the green liquid going down her throat and spreading throughout her body. He could see her body turning green, the kiwi juice seeping into her capillaries.”
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Aren’t those the perfect lines to read right before drinking a green smoothie? I picked out this book on a whim from the library shelf and was really sucked in by this moody Korean novel — about two brothers in love with the same listless woman — who hires a suicide whisperer of sorts to help her end her life. It’s a strange, disquieting, yet oddly peaceful story.

She by Michelle Latiolais (W.W. Norton, 2017)

“You have to be able to be a little delusional to live, it seems to me, to be a little devil-may-care.”
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Michelle’s story mostly follows a runaway teen girl through her first day in LA who tries to survive in Santa Monica by offering to do random little errands for rich people. Her story is intercut with chapters featuring other colorful LA characters, from a cake decoration artist to a volunteer at the LA Times Festival of Books. There was a part of me that wanted the stories to interconnect more, but I enjoyed the kaleidoscopic view of LA. It made me want to revisit all my old haunts in a state of nostalgia —

Girl With a Pearl Earring by Tracy Chevalier (Dutton, 1999)

“I could not explain it, but I felt something was to change soon. I just did not know how.”
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I had an odd sense of deja vu reading this novel because the setup is so similar to Hemingway’s Girl, which I read recently. Both are stories told from the perspective of a maid who works for a famous male artist — in this case Vermeer — with whom she develops quiet confidences and acts as inspiration for his art while also having her own coming of age experiences. Girl With a Pearl Earring preceded Hemingway’s Girl — so I wonder if the latter’s author used the former as a model…. In any case, I did enjoy immersing myself in the richly painted details of this novel, which focuses more on the proscribed lives of the servants and working class than the upper class Vermeer family.

The Unseen World by Liz Moore (W.W. Norton 2016)

“Humans are not incredibly creative as a species; their questions tend to become repetitive.”
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A smart girl loves her smart dad — who’s working on a computer that can converse like a human. Then the dad gets Alzheimer’s — and the girl starts to discover her dad may not be who she thought he was. The last chapter of this novel is written from the computer’s point of view, which I thought was a cool touch. I picked up Liz Moore’s novel for the L.A. Girly Book Club

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Best coffee shops for writers in Los Angeles: Central LA

Picky writers can’t just go to any coffee shop. We need good working spaces with comfy chairs and tables. We need decent wifi and electric outlets for our laptops. We (or at least I) need good reading light. And we like to be able to hang for a few hours without feeling like we’re overstaying our welcome.

Which is to say — I’m really putting together this best coffee shops list for me.

I often find myself stuck in a part of town I don’t know very well — usually before or after some event — because I don’t want to drive home until after rush hour ends. Now (or more accurately, soon, when I finish this 5-part guide covering most L.A. neighborhoods), whatever area of Los Angeles I happen to be in, I know where I can stop to read or get some writing done while I wait for traffic to clear.

Earlier:
Best coffee shops for writers in Los Angeles: Westside
Best coffee shops for writers in Los Angeles: The Valley
* Best coffee shops for writers in Los Angeles: Northeast LA
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West Hollywood: The Assembly. 634 N. Robertson Blvd.

This is a coffee shop for the minimalist writer. The clean aesthetic calms and clears the mind! Add in the little vases of succulents and the cute outside courtyard area, and The Assembly wins the award for the most photogenic cafe in the L.A. area.

A small decaf soy latte will cost you $6.50, served in a pretty ceramic cup. There are also juices and snacks for sale; the wifi and ambiance are free —

Hollywood: Insomnia. 7286 Beverly Blvd., Los Angeles.

I have a real soft spot for this coffee shop because I spent so much time here in my teens and twenties, when I lived near the area. Insomnia’s pretty old school: well-worn but comfy sunken couches, cash only policy, a late midnight close time, stale day old pastries cocooned in saran wrap sold for a buck. It may also be the last coffee shop in L.A. with no website —

This place has some serious regulars, who one and all seem to be eavesdropping on conversations to add to their screenplays — even more so than most L.A. coffee shops! It has somewhat terrible reviews on Yelp due to the Korean owner who can come across as curt and impatient — but she’s always been nice to me….

Third Street: Verve Coffee Roasters

Like its downtown location, this Verve spot is a joint venture with Juice Served Here, my favorite juice shop to write in. It’s a bright, spacious place with both super-healthy raw superfood snacks and sugar-and-gluten-packed pastries.

I recommend the $8 juice flight for both variety and hydration while you write —

Larchmont: Larchmont Bungalow. 107 N Larchmont Blvd, Los Angeles.

This popular coffee shop-restaurant is great for getting some writing done before a reading at Chevalier’s down the street. I think they’re best known for Red & Blue velvet pancakes but I got the gluten free quinoa ones — tasty but very heavy!

This is a big place with lots of indoor and outdoor seating where you can stay for hours, eating more and more things.

Koreatown: Document Coffee Bar. 3850 Wilshire Blvd. #107, Los Angeles.

Get a hojicha soy latte here! Hojicha is a roasted Japanese green tea with a lovely nutty taste — and this cute little cafe in Koreatown is the place that introduced me to it.

This is a smallish but cheerful place with a well-populated communal table in the middle where millenials sit staring into their laptops with headphones on while completely ignoring the people on either side of them. It can be a good setting for serious writing!

Downtown LA: Cognoscenti Coffee. 1118 San Julian St., Los Angeles.

I discovered this place because I needed to caffeinate right before a Soulcycle ride next door. This spacious cafe felt like a quiet, ideal spot for writing.

The cafe also doubles as a little shop of locally made goods, with soaps, candles and other little desirables. And yes, the soy latte got me through my workout!

Los Feliz: Bru. 1866 N. Vermont. Ave., Los Angeles.

Bru has the benefit of being right down the street from Skylight Books — so you can get a little writing done here before rewarding yourself by buying some books. The place has a simple aesthetic, friendly baristas, and good wifi.

Earlier:
* Juice Served Here: Best juice shop for writers in Los Angeles
* 11 best bookstores in Los Angeles for writers

I’m on the Otherppl podcast

Ever wondered about my thoughts on religion, AA, and the Midwest? Okay, maybe you haven’t — but tune in to the latest episode of Otherppl with Brad Listi, my favorite literary podcast, to hear me ramble about all of those topics and more!

I’ve listened to so many authors I admire on Otherppl, so it was an honor and a treat to get to be part of the podcast myself —

And I talked about a lot of things I don’t usually talk about. Religion, AA, and the Midwest are three of these topics, but the episode also has interludes about boarding school, not being vegan, self-help books, and aimlessness.

Give it a listen — and if you have thoughts or questions about it, drop me a line.

Thanks to Brad for having me! If you’re not yet subscribed to Otherppl, subscribe now —

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Five firsts: Dana Johnson on identity, code switching, and erasure

Every month, I interview an author I admire on her literary firsts.

July’s featured writer is Dana Johnson, author of Break Any Woman Down.

This award-winning short story collection is complex and provocative, often starring characters in the margins of society.  A black stripper tries to figure out what she wants in her relationship with a controlling white porn star. A woman defiantly goes to bars alone, over her daughter’s protests. They’re stories of power and acquiescence, stubbornness and change — all cutting across lines of race, class, and gender.

Dana took a couple stories from Break Any Woman Down and expanded them into a novel, called Elsewhere, California. More recently, she published a short story collection about downtown L.A. — and its gentrification — called In the Not Quite Dark. She teaches at my grad school alma mater, USC.

In this interview, Dana talks about code switching, reveals which dunzo DTLA restaurant she misses the most, and gets Libran about identity.

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Siel: Some of my favorite parts in your stories have to do with language. In Break Any Woman Down, there’s a little girl originally from South LA who starts speaking in the standard English taught at her suburban school — a change that allows her academic growth and entree into new segments of society — but also creates a rift between her and her brother, their shared cultural history. Is this bittersweet aspect of language — its ability to both open up new possibilities but close off others — something you think about a lot while writing?

Dana: I do think about language quite a lot, how powerful it is, how one is read depending on how one uses language. In both that short story and my novel, Elsewhere, California, which is based on the opening and closing stories of the collection, I was thinking about assimilation, race and class, the ability to code switch or the choice not to.

I love how your characters change so much in your stories. I especially noticed this in your novel Elsewhere, California, where through her education and friendships and personal choices, the protagonist moves over the course of her life to a very different, much wealthier social class. Though this character stays in California — albeit moving to very different neighborhoods — in a way her trajectory has a lot in common with many immigration stories.

All that is kind of an odd, loose intro for my actual question, which is this: Do you think we as people really change a lot, or do we ultimately more or less remain the same?

I’m going to be very Libran and answer yes to both questions. We change and we don’t change. It’s undeniable that movement of any kind has the effect of opening up one’s life, expanding it. For me, I feel as though, as you note in your question, the people I’ve met, my education, the various milieus I’ve been exposed to complicate identity. On the other hand, though, there’s something about being born African-American, in the city of Los Angeles, to my parents who are working class people born and raised in the South that has stayed with me my whole life and given me a particular world view so that no matter where my life takes me, I feel rooted in those beginnings.

Your latest book, In the Not Quite Dark, is fiction yet also seeks to document downtown LA in a way — capturing its history, showing its diversity, noting the effects of gentrification. I know you’ve lived in downtown LA for a long time yourself. Do you like the place better the way it is now, or do you miss the way it was when you first moved there?

I miss the downtown of 2005, which is when I first moved from Echo Park to Main Street. Back then, it felt very small. I saw the same people day after day. It felt like an intimate community. We had more or less one restaurant, which was Pete’s, now Ledlow, and an amazing video store, Old Bank DVD, which is no longer. I would meet so many people in the neighborhood and talk movies there. There was a café, Banquette, which is now Bäco Mercat, but when it was Banquette, I wrote there almost every day and that’s how I finished my novel. And don’t get me started on Grand Central Market. Gourmet cheeses, wine bar, etc. My 83 year-old father and I experienced more or less the same Grand Central Market throughout the various decades, but in the last year or two it’s gone through a huge change. It’s so bougie now. I know. I sound so old person cranky. Get off my lawn!

What is the once-there-now-gone spot in downtown LA that you most miss?

That’s a tough question because I deeply miss all the places I’ve mentioned, but I’d have to say Pete’s. It was warm and welcoming and the center of the historic core. Pete’s interior had a lot of photos of how downtown looked years and years ago and you could feel the history in the place. Now the space is stark white inside, photos gone. No sense of history at all. It just feels like another restaurant. But that’s part of change I guess, that kind of erasure.

At a recent Story+Soul salon, you mentioned that you were working on a new book — one that aims to get at the core of the issues of race around the last election, specifically the disconnect between white liberals who were shocked and surprised that Trump got elected and many people of color who were not surprised at all. I can’t wait for this book to come out. How is it coming along? No pressure –

As always, working slowly but surely. That’s all I will say, because I believe in jinxes.

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Photograph of Dana Johnson by Ellie Partovi

The TNB Book Club: Get literary gems delivered to your door for under $10

A couple weeks ago, I got home to find a little, nondescript package at my door — a cardboard fold-up marked only with my and the return addresses. Which made me wonder: Who is Fat Possum Records and why did they send me mail and could it be anthrax?

Of course, I immediately opened the package — and out came a copy of The Sarah Book by Scott McClanahan. That was all that was in there. There wasn’t even a packing slip!

Who sent me the mysterious book?

It took me a while, but I remembered that I’d signed up for The TNB Book Club a week or so earlier. TNB stands for The Nervous Breakdown (so yes, the book club is The The Nervous Breakdown Book Club), a literary website that publishes fiction, book reviews, and funny self-interviews where authors ask themselves questions then answer them too. I joined the book club on a whim, partly because I’m a fan of TNB founder Brad Listi’s literary podcast, Otherppl, and partly because I’m a fan of book subscription boxes in general.

That said, to call The TNB Book Club a book subscription box is a bit of a stretch. First of all, the book came not in a box but on an efficiently folded up piece of cardboard (Although does folded up cardboard qualify as a box? What is the definition of a box these days?). Second, it contained just the book — no letters from the author or signed bookplates or other tchotchkes. And third, although I was surprised due to my general absentmindedness, the book pick wasn’t actually a surprise for the subscribers. Books-to-come are listed on the TNB Book Club webpage long before they’re shipped — so you won’t see any unpackaging videos by ooh-ing and aah-ing bookstagrammers on Instagram stories.

But at $9.99 a month, you can’t beat the price on this book subscription!

And you get variety. Book picks might be hardcover or paperback or even advanced review copies. They might arrive pre-publication or post. They might come from big presses or tiny presses. They might be novels or memoirs or translations or biographies or something else — so joining this book club will likely make you read outside the genres you usually pick.

Past picks range from Jonathan Safron Foer’s much anticipated novel Here I Am to The Reactive by Masande Ntshanga, out of a small indie press called Two Dollar Radio. The Sarah Book also came from a small press called Tyrant Books.

And I loved The Sarah Book.

This novel is a crazy ride — a mostly true story about Scott and his relationship (and the end thereof) with one Sarah — starting off with his alcoholism and her bulimia and related chaotic antics — like living for days in a Walmart parking lot and destroying a computer with a ten pound sledge. It’s so messy and honest — I seriously couldn’t put this one down.

I wouldn’t have known to pick up this book on my own, so I’m glad it came my way. And while the book arrived on my doorstep alone, TNB has a review of The Sarah Book and Otherppl has a podcast interview with Scott McClannahan.

I’m already looking forward to the August book: One Day We’ll All Be Dead and None of This Will Matter by Scaachi Koul. You too can sign up to get this and future books at $9.99 a month! Just don’t be surprised if it comes in suspiciously nondescript packaging with a mysterious return address.

Earlier:
* The Book Drop: Handpicked reads delivered from an indie bookstore
* 5 best literary podcasts in Los Angeles