“Tomorrow’s great writers are hard at work today, writing and publishing the books that will make them famous. We can’t be sure who they’ll be until we get there, but we could guess…”
In Baldwin’s insightful first novel, a research scientist specializing in Alzheimer’s disease discovers, to his dismay, that his dead wife’s accounts of their marriage — written on a series of notecards — are greatly at odds with his memories.
These books experiment with literary forms or even change the basic idea of what a “book” looks like. They all changed the way I understand writing and writers.
This is a smart book. Baldwin tells a love story, a loss story, a meditation on memory and marriage and the mind and science. It works. Plus, it helps our larger argument that this is a great year for first novels. Holiday shopping should be pretty easy this time around. Deliver it in a small baker’s box, why not?
I find memory unsettling. It’s dishonest, it’s erratic, it’s open to interpretation. Courts no longer trust eye witnesses to determine convictions—that’s pretty much my approach to memory. And yet, it’s the only machinery we’ve got.
“Baldwin’s prose is wise and nimble, clever without being self-conscious, true to the myriad voices of his characters.”
Book trailer for YOU LOST ME THERE
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The most surprising thing about You Lost Me There is Baldwin’s self-assured, subtle and unfailingly moving prose. The 33-year-old writer is uncannily perceptive when it comes to the complicated and fraught issues of marriage, death and sexual desire, and his dialogue is naturalistic and unforced. Perhaps most impressive, though, is the author’s artistic and emotional maturity — You Lost Me There is, finally, a wise book, the kind that eludes many authors twice Baldwin’s age.
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“Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes,” Paul Simon, Graceland
Baldwin shows steadying compassion and literary flair in the dissection of miseries, identifying with equal compassion the dissatisfactions of a dead wife and the grief of a bewildered widower. Behold the irony of a specialist in memory loss whose memory of his own marriage is unreliable.
President Barack Obama hikes along the coastline in Acadia National Park, Maine, July 17, 2010. (via White House flickr)
The more [Victor] discovers about the past, the less he can cope with the present. Yet he must cope, and seeing him try is one of the delights of this excellent novel, which while illuminating the tragedy of grief and loss, never loses sight of the comedy inherent in trying to make sense of it all.
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Shostakovich’s String Quartet No. 3 in F Major, Op. 73: III. Allegro Non Troppo, Oberon Quartet at the Neurosciences Institute in La Jolla, CA, May 2003
It’s a bright moment for any reader of contemporary American literature when they discover a debut novel as self-assured, as well-disciplined, as You Lost Me There.