Shortlisted for The Center of Fiction’s 2021 First Novel Prize
“To those children and youth who fight so hard for their future and ours: you give me hope”.
…..Kirsten Valdez Quade
Kirsten Valdez Quade, winner of the National Book Critics John Leonard Prize, is a gifted storyteller….worthy of her award acknowledgments …
…..a recipient of a “5 Under 35” award from the National Book Foundation, the Rome Prize, a Stegner Fellowship, and the Rona Jaffe Foundation Writer’s award. Her work has appeared in the New Yorker, The New York Times, The Best American Short Stories, The O. Henry Prize Stories, etc. She’s also an assistant-professor at Princeton.
Having now read two of her books —I’m a forever fan.
Kirsten Valdez Quade writes with SO MUCH HEART!!!!
….entertaining with masterful storytelling while punching our guts at the same time!
I can’t recommend Kirsten Valdez Quade enough….
….to the fiction readers, classic readers, literary readers, historical fiction readers, women’s readers, multi-cultural readers….
to miss never reading her work — would be like a voracious reader never ever having read Stegner, or Steinbeck, Ann Patchett, Elizabeth Strout, Anne Tyler, Austin, or even Dicken’s or Tolstoy —
It’s time that KIRSTEN VALDEZ QUADE’S name floats to the top along with other top-known-authors around the world. SHE IS THAT GOOD!!!
Her collection of short stories “Night at the Fiestas” (a great tribute to the Latinx community), was page-turning engrossing —one of the best entertaining batch of short stories I had ever read.
Again—like in “Night at the Fiestas”, the storytelling in “The Five Wounds” is intimate, packed filled with realistic situations, love, family, innocence, struggles after struggles….full range of emotions, with characters we ache and root for.
…Angel is pregnant…out of wedlock. She is 16. She gives birth to baby Conner. …while working on getting her GED.
…Amadeo, Angel’s father, goes to the refrigerator one too many times for another beer. A jobless alcoholic. He wants to do better by his daughter.
…Yolanda, Angel’s grandmother, (Angel’s rock), is dying of cancer.
…Marissa, is Angel’s mother. Angel had a falling out with her when she was nine months pregnant and left to live with her father and grandmother.
…Tio Tive, (the uncle)
…Brianna, (Angel’s teacher at “Smart Starts”, a school for pregnant girls),
…The supporting characters add substantial flavor to the story….
…complexities, shock, betrayal, misunderstandings, regrets, and other cracks in the founds submerge with the domestic drama exposing sobering choices, unexpected pleasures, and rich rewards for any reader.
Here’s a few excerpts to offer a ‘feel’….
“Yolanda is an optimist. Yolanda considers her self a happy person. Her life is filled with love and family and friends. She ‘likes’ people, believes that they are basically good. But this doesn’t change the simultaneous belief that the universe is essentially malevolent, life booby-trapped with disaster. The evidence is clear: so many bodies damaged and beaten and destroyed, washed up on the shores of her life. And her own body, harboring it’s deadly secret knot. It doesn’t seem normal, the sheer quantity of awfulness crowded into her family. Sure, every family has its problems, but her family problems are uglier”.
The dialogue is - at times hilarious:
“It’s true, Gramma. Studies have shown that it’s easier for teenagers. Angel has brightened. My teacher, Brianna? She told us that younger girls have less C-sections. All these old ladies waiting ‘til they’re forty, they’re the ones who make problems for themselves. I see them in the grocery store, looking at me all judgy, but they’re jealous”.
“So, cooking olive oil? Just regular stuff from the kitchen? She shakes her head. No, thank you very much. I want real hospital-approved stuff on my shee-shee”.
“Amadeo slaps his hands over his ears. Mom!”
“Just call it a vagina, Mother”.
“She’d always thought there was room for fights, for cruelty, that things would work themselves out, given enough time, given enough honest conversation. She hadn’t ever really wanted to push any of them away— she was only asking them to draw her close again, testing to see whether they let her go. and always, always, they’ve let her go”.
The only person who wouldn’t let her go is her grandmother, but her grandmother was dead”.
The language is gorgeous…
The story shimmers and pierces…
Exquisite masterfully storytelling.