Review - Are We Ever Our Own

 


Title - Are We Ever Our Own

Author:  Gabrielle Lucille Fuentes

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Disclaimer: ARC via LibraryThing

 

               Fuentes’ collection are short stories that focus on the women in one huge and extended family.  Some of the stories take place before the families’ immigration out of Cuba and some take place during the revolution in Cuba.  There is a sense of magic in all the tales though some hew more closely to magic realism than straight forward fantasy – some of the tales draw from real life figures. 

               The first story is one of these.  It focuses, in part, on the ghost of the artist Ana Medieta haunting the home/studio of fellow artist Donald Judd. The focus on this story isn’t so much just art, but the effect of art on the people around it and what art can be as well as the intersection of race, class, and gender.  The story ends on a rather beautiful and heartbreaking image.

               It is followed by the tale of two close friends and what happens in the aftermath of the revolution.  “The Burial of Fidela Armando Castell” .  Some of the same themes from that story are used in “The Night the Almiqui”  though a completely different way.

               Both “Two Gallon Heat”, “Elephant Foot”, and “The Field of Professional Mourning” all highlight both the fantastic and horror, but also different areas of society  - from the relationships in familiar to the relationships between girls to the idea of grief and performance, if it is, in fact performance.

               In many ways the idea of creation and gender – in particular creation and women  - takes center stage in many of the stories, answering that question that the title of the book asks.  And this does make it a stand out short story collection.  It’s true that there a few stories that don’t quite gel, at least for me, but even in those, I have to give Fuentes credit for experimentally and taking narrative or structural risks.

               Many of the stories, even some of the ones I didn’t like, have powerful images and description.  You can understand why BOA Short Fiction prize.

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