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The Book of Love: A Novel Kindle Edition
“A dreamlike, profoundly beautiful novel [that] pushes our understanding of what a fantasy novel can be.”—Amal El-Mohtar, The New York Times Book Review (Editors’ Choice)
“Imagine a ring of David Mitchell and Stephen King books dancing around a fire until something new, brave, and wonderful rose up from the flames.”—Isaac Fitzgerald, Today (Spring Pick!)
The Book of Love showcases Kelly Link at the height of her powers, channeling potent magic and attuned to all varieties of love—from friendship to romance to abiding family ties—with her trademark compassion, wit, and literary derring-do. Readers will find joy (and a little terror) and an affirmation that love goes on, even when we cannot.
Late one night, Laura, Daniel, and Mo find themselves beneath the fluorescent lights of a high school classroom, almost a year after disappearing from their hometown, the small seaside community of Lovesend, Massachusetts, having long been presumed dead. Which, in fact, they are.
With them in the room is their previously unremarkable high school music teacher, who seems to know something about their disappearance—and what has brought them back again. Desperate to reclaim their lives, the three agree to the terms of the bargain their music teacher proposes. They will be given a series of magical tasks; while they undertake them, they may return to their families and friends, but they can tell no one where they’ve been. In the end, there will be winners and there will be losers.
But their resurrection has attracted the notice of other supernatural figures, all with their own agendas. As Laura, Daniel, and Mo grapple with the pieces of the lives they left behind, and Laura’s sister, Susannah, attempts to reconcile what she remembers with what she fears, these mysterious others begin to arrive, engulfing their community in danger and chaos, and it becomes imperative that the teens solve the mystery of their deaths to avert a looming disaster.
Welcome to Kelly Link’s incomparable Lovesend, where you’ll encounter love and loss, laughter and dread, magic and karaoke, and some really good pizza.
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherRandom House
- Publication dateFebruary 13, 2024
- File size3072 KB
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“By turns playful and harrowing, surreal and sagacious, replete with gods and other monsters, The Book of Love is an astonishing, gorgeous novel written with Link’s unique wit, warmth and ability to get under your skin.”—Holly Black, author of Book of Night
“Every new book by Link arrives trailing clouds of enchantment . . . The wonders of Hollywood special effects feel like garish imitations next to Link’s sorcery.”—The Washington Post
“An eldritch Our Town that somehow manages to be both epic and intimate. Link’s language is nimble and startling and goes down so easy. You won’t realize you're drunk on this story until it’s too late and you’re careening from the spectacularly weird to the wildly funny to an aching grief almost too familiar to bear. A dizzying dream ride you will never forget.”—Leigh Bardugo, author of Ninth House
“[The Book of Love is] presented with Link’s characteristic incisiveness and wit. . . . Haunting, immersive, and at times surpassingly beautiful.”—Locus
“Link has made a modern myth, grand enough to capture all the agony and absurdity and radiance of love itself. This is one of those books that cuts your life in two: before you read it, and after.”—Alix E. Harrow, author of Starling House
“A giant, glorious novel about friendship, love, queerness, rock-and-roll, stardom, parenthood, loyalty, lust and duty.”—Cory Doctorow, author of The Lost Cause
“What more can be said about Kelly Link, that has not been (breathlessly) said already? She is a sorcerer. She is our greatest living fabulist. There is no one like her. And The Book of Love is a luxurious, bewitching novel of exceptional beauty and power.”—Carmen Maria Machado, author of In the Dream House
“Pure enchantment—a tale of love, death, magic and teenagers being teenagers, rich with fairy strangeness and told in sentences like jewels strung on a chain.”—Zen Cho, author of Black Water Sister
“Pulitzer finalist Link makes a dazzling full-length debut that proves her gloriously idiosyncratic style shines just as brightly at scale. . . . This is a masterpiece.”—Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“A moving and deft exploration of the many ways ‘love goes on even when we cannot.’”—Booklist (starred review)
“An absolute feast of a story, ushering the reader along a path that is always sublime, often hilarious, and at every single point rammed full of heart and truth. . . . I wish I could have lived it for real, just a little.”—Melinda Salisbury, author of Her Dark Wings
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A girl wakes up in her sister’s bed. “Laura?” she says. No one answers.
Oh, she shouldn’t be here. The one who should be here isn’t.
The girl’s name is Susannah. She is too tall, lamentably tall, and she has bad dreams. Shouldn’t her dreams be comforting? Restorative? Shouldn’t she see the ones she longs with all her heart to see? But in dreams, too, they are inexplicably missing.
The sheets are half off the bed as if someone has been yanking them. It isn’t morning yet. It’s the middle of the night. Everything is in the wrong place, except it isn’t. Her mother, Ruth, isn’t home yet. All those NICU babies with their complicated medical needs, their rashy bottoms and feeding tubes, suffused in ultraviolet light, parents slumped in blistered Naugahyde recliners, nurses murmuring in corners about the bid to unionize, about husbands and television shows and their own children. Do they fall silent when Susannah’s mother comes close?
“I’m tired of this,” the girl says to the moon in the window, because no one else is there to talk to. “Not knowing. Being in the dark. Being alone in the dark. Don’t you ever get tired of it?”
The moon is full. Isn’t this proof of something? That things can disappear and then come back again? Eleven months since whatever happened happened, and Susannah knows Laura isn’t coming back. If she did come back, she’d say, What the hell are you doing in my bed, Susannah? Oh my God.
Susannah can almost hear her say it. She gets up and makes the bed the way Laura would, because Laura isn’t here to do the things that Laura ought to do. To keep Susannah from doing the things Susannah shouldn’t do. All of Laura’s stuffed animals are on the floor. The sky-blue owl and the pangolin in its gingham dress. Everyone loved Laura best. Everyone misses Laura. The threadbare dog with the sewn-up place where the button eye should be has a secret name. Laura would never tell Susannah what she called it. Its name was probably something stupid, though. No one ever keeps a good secret. And now no one knows except for the dog.
Susannah picks up Laura’s things and puts them down again. Laura isn’t here to tell her not to. So she conjures Laura up in her head. Don’t worry, Laura. It’s easy to put little things back where they belong. The little circles and marks in the dust on the shelves show where each right place is. If Susannah puts each of Laura’s things back exactly where it ought to be, then everything will go back to the way it should be.
The china shepherdess that was their grandmother’s. (Susannah has a silver ring. Missing all but one of its seed pearls.) Pictures of Laura and Susannah and their mother. Pictures of Laura and Susannah and Daniel on stage. Laura’s romance novels, alphabetically arranged. Her favorite writer was Caitlynn Hightower. The covers of the romance novels, meant to indicate that the attractive people on them will eventually have sex. Fall inextricably in love, which in these books neither lessens nor changes but instead hardens, trapping those who inhabit it as amber preserves the insect. Wistful symphonic music (“Lara’s Theme.” Céline Dion. That kind of thing.) will begin to swell appropriately while these attractive and imaginary people f***. Perhaps on a horse! Behind a tapestry. On a boat. On a hill. In the past. Hail fellow kismet. Everything in the right place. Very knock-knock joke. Knock knock. Who’s there? Does it matter? You’re a person with (a pirate ship) (a dreadful secret) (a good fortune) and I’m a person with (a fortress) (a walled garden) (a stone) for a heart so let’s have sex. Let’s fall in love. Sure. Why not.
There are so many novels about falling in love and so few about finding a really good and rewarding job. Not that Susannah has read a book in a long time. Books are for kids who go to college. Her mother keeps leaving community college brochures on the kitchen counter. Susannah keeps throwing them away.
Little lines of dust where the spines meet the shelf.
Things that Laura liked: Romance novels. Milk Duds. Susannah sometimes. Music.
Laura could make her guitar talk. The guitar saying the things that Laura felt. I’m so happy. Are you happy? I’m happy. Knock knock. Go away, Susannah. I want to go to sleep. I’m sleepy. Are you happy? I’m so afraid. I’m so sad. I’m so sad.
Laura’s bed, Laura’s closet, Laura’s clothes in drawers and behind the closet door. Susannah can borrow them now and Laura won’t complain. Knock knock. Who’s there? Dear sister, it is I. Your sister. I am here and you are not. Can I borrow your red sweater? Okay. Sure.
Why not.
The jadeite mug on the windowsill holds guitar picks and Chinese fortunes. (You are beautiful and mysterious to all who encounter you.) (Do not fear change.) (Every door will be open to you.) Platitudes and lies.
Susannah stands at Laura’s window. Across the lawn is Daniel’s house, the yellow rectangle of Daniel’s window, a light on in Daniel’s room. Does his mother sit there when she can’t sleep?
Susannah picks up her sister’s old Harmony Sovereign Marveltone acoustic and runs her hand down the neck. “Laura?” Susannah says. “Come back. You should come back or else I’ll do something terrible. I need you to come back.”
She waits for an answer. Gets none. Actually, this is typical of Laura, who believed in the silent treatment. So, Susannah thinks, let’s be typical. She’s tried so hard to be good the last few months. Has anyone even noticed? If Daniel were here, he would have noticed. Mo would have noticed even if he didn’t say anything. She’s pretty f***ing sure Laura would have noticed.
If Daniel were here, he would help her figure out how to live without Laura. If Laura were here, she and Susannah could figure out together how to live without Daniel. But it’s only Susannah. It will only ever be Susannah again, which means that Susannah can’t be Susannah. She doesn’t know how.
Laura’s first guitar was the Harmony. Its previous owner was careless and left it near a radiator one night. This was their father: someone else who isn’t here. If the guitar had still had any value, he’d have taken it with him when he left. Right? Susannah lifts the Harmony over her head and brings it down hard on the corner of Laura’s desk. When this isn’t hard enough, she brings it down again and again until she has smashed what she can into pieces. With the last blow, a section of the neck splits away and ricochets off the window, and there goes the jadeite mug, over onto the desk. Picks spill everywhere, and the handle cracks right off at the lip. Well, that’s a mess. When Susannah crosses the carpet to pick up the mug, she feels something in her heel as if she’s stepped on something sharp. She sits down on Laura’s bed and examines her foot. Yes, there it is, a splinter. She’ll leave it there for now. A reminder of her sins.
What does she feel? The small hurt where a splinter sits. Nothing to cry over, and so she won’t cry.
Susannah gets down on her hands and knees and gathers up all the pieces of the guitar and puts them into Laura’s closet. She puts the mug back on the windowsill, too, turned so that the crack in the lip where the handle ought to be is hidden.
What has she accomplished? Well, maybe wherever she is, Laura felt a psychic twinge of loss. Next time, Susannah thinks, I’m donating all of your Caitlynn Hightower romance novels to Goodwill. I’m going to throw away your Bed Head shampoo and the expensive face stuff that smells like rotten ginger ale even though you always pretended you liked it. I’m going to accept the fact you’re gone forever. F*** you for being dead or whatever it is that happened. Be a secret. See if I care.
Susannah could go downstairs and turn on the TV. She could tear the pangolin to pieces. Smash the shepherdess. She could go into the bathroom and run water over the tender place where the splinter went in. But instead she lies down again on Laura’s bed and pulls the comforter over her head. She’ll wake up when her mother gets home; she has to wake up before Ruth gets home because what if Ruth opens the door to Laura’s room and thinks that Laura is back? What if she opens Susannah’s door and thinks Susannah is gone?
Product details
- ASIN : B0C5V8X598
- Publisher : Random House (February 13, 2024)
- Publication date : February 13, 2024
- Language : English
- File size : 3072 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Sticky notes : On Kindle Scribe
- Print length : 630 pages
- Page numbers source ISBN : 1804548464
- Best Sellers Rank: #30,163 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
- #143 in Contemporary Fantasy (Kindle Store)
- #269 in Coming of Age Fantasy eBooks
- #334 in Coming of Age Fiction (Kindle Store)
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About the author
Kelly Link's debut collection, Stranger Things Happen, was a Firecracker nominee, a Village Voice Favorite Book and a Salon Book of the Year -- Salon called the collection "...an alchemical mixture of Borges, Raymond Chandler, and "Buffy the Vampire Slayer." Stories from the collection have won the Nebula, the James Tiptree Jr., and the World Fantasy Awards. Her second collection, Magic for Beginners, was a Book Sense pick (and a Best of Book Sense pick); and selected for best of the year lists by Time Magazine, Salon, Boldtype, Village Voice, San Francisco Chronicle, and The Capitol Times. It was published in paperback by Harcourt. Kelly is an editor for the Online Writing Workshop and has been a reader and judge for various literary awards. With Gavin J. Grant and Ellen Datlow she edits The Year's Best Fantasy & Horror (St. Martin's Press). She also edited the anthology, Trampoline. Kelly has visited a number of schools and workshops including Stonecoast in Maine, Washington University, Yale, Bard College, Annandale-on-Hudson, NY, Brookdale Community College, Brookdale, NJ, Lenoir-Rhyne College, Hickory, NC, the Imagination Workshop at Cleveland State University, New England Institute of Art & Communications, Brookline, MA, Clarion East at Michigan State University, Clarion West in Seattle, WA, and Clarion South in Brisbane, Australia. Kelly lives in Northampton, MA. She received her BA from Columbia University and her MFA from the University of North Carolina at Greensboro. Kelly and her husband, Gavin J. Grant, publish a twice-yearly zine, Lady Churchill's Rosebud Wristlet -- as well as books -- as Small Beer Press.
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-The Book of Mo
Thank you to Random House and NetGalley for the ARC.
To say that The Book of Love is nothing short of spectacular would be doing the novel a great disservice. This book was entertaining, captivating, beautiful in its entirety, and a definite re-read for my bookshelf. Combined with a near-lyrical prose and fable-like incredulity, Kelly Link creates a world that is entirely too familiar and yet vastly impossible, along with characters that are whole and complete in their own right.
The Book of Love, through a myriad of point-of-view perspectives, follows a small group of New Englanders a year after they died. Laura, Daniel, and Mo mysteriously disappeared one night and have been presumed dead. Pulled back to life by their high school music teacher, Mr. Anabin, they are given a chance to reclaim their previous lives as if nothing happened, as long as they can discover how they died that fateful night.
All of these characters, ranging from upright and sensible Laura, to her wild and grief-stricken sister Susannah; dutiful and loyal Daniel; sarcastic and wiser than his years Mo; and even mysterious and fluid Bowie, have complex and in-depth stories that are laid out in the tiniest puzzle pieces. It is a feat for authors to not only create such vastly different personalities, but to show us their wants and vulnerabilities in such tender increments.
What also captivated me was the system of magic Kelly Link creates. At times frightful and dark, and other times whimsical in a Hayao Miyazaki-esque grandeur, this book invites you to get swept away, to throw out all sense of reality, and to go with the flow. There are references to pop culture that don't feel entirely dated or forced, and combined with a tilted writing style, there is so much to devour and enjoy on every page.
I loved this Book of Love, and I don't think anyone will be able to let me be silent about it.
It’s not. It’s quintessentially American--a small New England town with its coffee shops, karaoke bars, and a famous writer of Romance fiction in residence. And the premise is interesting, too. Three teenagers (Daniel, Laura, and Mo) and someone else find themselves back in the classroom of their music teacher, Mr. Anabin, just before Christmas. They know they’ve been returned from the dead, but they soon find that their friends and families (chiefly among them Laura’s slightly older sister Susannah) think they have been in Ireland, studying music on a scholarship. The events that follow ensue from this premise.
Yes, teenagers have returned, but be not afraid: this is not a YA, but adults who like YAs will certainly enjoy it, but with a caveat. The Book is long, maybe too long. Sometimes Link seems to be saying, “Look! I’m writing!” And then, too, the book is overpopulated with a supply of children who, with one exception, don’t seem to add much to the tale.
The construction is weird. There are no chapter names, no numbers. It’s just “The Book of Susannah,” or whoever. So each chapter continues the story of the multiplicity of characters herein. And that leads to another issue: I always say this about multi-pov novels: there’s always one character you’d rather not hear from. But (surprise) not here. The author has, for me anyhow, rendered them all quite interesting.
And maybe the best thing about the novel is the way Link brings a distinctive sense of humor to the book, so you may find yourself laughing unexpectedly at characters emerging full blown from an egg or escaping from a goddess with murder on her mind by turning themselves into a . . . you’ll see. And a unicorn appears. Of course it does.
Notes and Asides: Kindle readers who like to set their devices to time left in chapters will happily discover that each “The Book of” functions as a chapter.
I'm wondering if any other readers felt some enjoyable Buffy the Vampire Slayer resonances? Goddess Malo Mogge reminded me very much of Glory, another goddess down on her luck. Ruth and her death reminded me of Buffy's mother....and also the way the families' memories were altered, especially Carousel's existence made me think of the appearance of Buffy's real/not real younger sister?