4 Stars - Strongly Recommended
276
pages
Publisher: Agate Bolden
Released: June 2013
Guest review by Drew Broussard
The Short Version: In 2013, a young
boy in Mississippi named City becomes an internet
sensation after an outburst during a nationally televised contest. He
goes to stay with his grandmother and takes a book along with him, also
called Long Division - with a main character also
named City, but this one lives in 1985 and may just be able to travel through
time...
The Review: What a curious and complex novel. As I'm sitting
here, having finished the book, I almost don't have anything to say. Or,
it's not that I don't have anything to say, but I feel like the words haven't
quite arrived yet - I'm not supposed to receive them until, say, tomorrow or
something. As though the book ended unexpectedly, before it was supposed
to, and the universe got caught flat-footed.
Which might, I realize, have been the
author's intention. After all, the in-universe copy of Long
Division that
City2013 picks up has, apparently, blank pages at the end - perhaps this
indeterminate ending is the whole point.
But, also, maybe the point is to return to the text immediately upon conclusion - a sort of Dark Tower-style loop. Without delving into spoiler territory, the novel deals out information cautiously and carefully and while some readers might spot certain 'twists' coming, it's hard to tell whether or not your guesses will be rewarded because Laymon does such a great job at keeping things mysterious. You genuinely cannot be sure how things will connect simply because the rules of this universe are fluid - it's anyone's guess as to how those rules will apply themselves at any given moment.
But, also, maybe the point is to return to the text immediately upon conclusion - a sort of Dark Tower-style loop. Without delving into spoiler territory, the novel deals out information cautiously and carefully and while some readers might spot certain 'twists' coming, it's hard to tell whether or not your guesses will be rewarded because Laymon does such a great job at keeping things mysterious. You genuinely cannot be sure how things will connect simply because the rules of this universe are fluid - it's anyone's guess as to how those rules will apply themselves at any given moment.
But Laymon also has a real-world
application for all of this quantum-narrative loop-de-looping: he wants to talk
about race in the South. He wants to talk about how a contest can be
thrown by calculating organizers while seeming still racially forward-thinking.
He wants to talk about how the actions of the past resonate through the
future. He wants to talk about Katrina, about internet fame, about
religion. But he addresses each of these things without ever actually
taking aim at them - he lines up but then diverts, the issue at hand sliding
away, only to have it appear later from an oblique angle and create perhaps a
bigger impact for it. Hell, he's even addressing the complicated
questions of sexuality in childhood - how you can love how somebody makes you
feel without actually being "in love" with the person.
City2013's grappling with that question regarding LaVander is just spot
on - and City1985's attempts to grapple with the same question, regarding both
Baize and Shalaya, bring the lesson home for our present-tense character.
The thing is, though... I'm not entirely
sure Laymon manages to bring his readers to the point of understanding.
For all of the individual issues addressed, the novel's abrupt ending
leaves the reader with not so much a dangling plot but a dangling resolution of
the concepts addressed. Again, is this perhaps the point? Are we
meant to go out into the world and attempt to at least recognize the
inequalities and tragedies that surround us, as pointed out by both Citys and
their storylines? Is that all Laymon
wanted? I say that like it'd be a bad thing, to have greater recognition,
but I have the unshakable sense that there should be more here.
Perhaps I just need to think on it longer - to think on the specific
moments that have lodged in my mind, like the last scene between City1985 and
Baize. The last scene between City2013 and Pot Belly. I am reaching
for but failing to quite grasp something at
the end of this book. Is that a personal failing or a failing of the
book? I'm quick to judge a book but just as quick to judge myself and I
think, genuinely, it might be the former. Perhaps the book does require
a second read in order to come to terms with the deeper issues at hand.
If nothing else, it would be entertaining
to revisit the sassy sentence war that opens the novel - LaVander and City2013
trash-talking each other in the most erudite of ways, setting a humorous tone
for the novel that never entirely goes away, even as things get serious and
strange. Both Citys are sharp observers and have a way with words
(gifted, of course, by their creator - whose own skill with words might get
overlooked by folks talking about his creations... funny how that happens
sometimes) but even in the face of horrible things, they manage to retain a
sense of childish.... not wonder,
per se, but a sense of openness to the world. City1985 and City2013 both
grow up considerably over the course of the novel - er, novels plural, I guess
- but the thing you take away is that earlier sense of something that looks
almost like (but isn't quite) hope. If only the adults of the world would
see that kids like City, City, Baize, LaVander, and the rest don't benefit from
the games of the system, then perhaps we could allow ourselves to have faith in
the next generation. But you adults don't, do you? And so the
Baizes of the world go missing, the Citys are seen as money-making vehicles
instead of prophets, and all the while another storm might be brewing...
Rating: 4 out of 5. Originally, I was going to rate this
a little lower - again, due to my own frustration at not quite grasping
the what of
it all. But as with the excellent mindfrak of a film Primer,
I'm not sure you can know
this book on one reading. Unfortunately, I'm guessing I probably won't
get a chance to crack it again (the pace of modern life, am I right?) - at
least not for a while... but I find myself haunted as though in a dream by
aspects of the book. Hazy confusions, unexpectedly clear images, thoughts
about the interconnectivity of the books within books.... One thing is for
sure: Kiese Laymon might've passed me by if it wasn't for the ToB - but he's unmistakably on my
radar now.
Drew Broussard reads, a lot. When not doing that, he's writing stories or playing music or acting or producing or coming up with other ways to make trouble. He also has a day job at The Public Theater in New York City.
I'm very close to finishing Long Division and I've had this nagging feeling throughout reading it that there's something I'm missing. Like there's some subtext that I can't quite get into focus. It's a really fun read. The language is playful and fun and Laymon does some interesting things with the plot structure. I'm really enjoying it and like any other book that has any real impact, I'm catching myself thinking about it as I go about my day. Thanks to the ToB for putting Long Division in front of me!
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