Book review: Tell the wolves I’m home
I finished reading on May 27th 2014. It took me about 12 days.
First, it is beautiful, poetic and incredible to read a story and narrated by 14-year-old, June Elbus.
Love, in all its shades, myriads can puzzle and throw one-off balance… the feelings of perfection, reality that seems flawed and the resulting distortion…the process of discovering all of them and to acknowledge the scars of disappointments and mistakes – is all quite painful.
Curiosity driven self-discovery is the most painful as it is self-inflicted.
The setting – 1980’s when AIDS was making its head out, June, the protagonist is facing the death of her mother’s brother Finn of AIDS. 80s was not the time when people spoke openly about homosexuality. There are a lot of cryptic talks, ignorance and fear. June, oblivious is totally in love (romantically) with in her maternal uncle, shares special alone-time discovering art with him and couldn’t understand her own feelings for him. Everyone around her understands how attached she feels for him. Including her uncle Finn.
Finn dies and his lover Toby, who is hated and fear as he killed Finn giving him AIDS gets in touch with June, sends her the presents that are from Finn. They meet, talk and curiosity drives June to know more.
There is discovery of illicit love, guilt, angst, resentment, envy, rivalry, sadness and ignorance and delicate longing, love, care, affection, gentleness, sympathy and empathy is what I feel for the 14-year-old.
It is hard to be a 14-year-old. Everything is exaggerated even without tragedy.
June’s Sister Greta, her mother, father, Finn – the love of her life, Toby and Ben all play their parts.
The father character – it was so sad, he was insignificant in his own eyes.
The mother character – is broken, from her absentee parents, from her broken relationship with her brother – she is jealous, homophobic, repressed and busy.
Greta, 16-year-old sister – seen by June with tinted glasses, broken, who is desperate for attention from family who are all feeling insignificant and are superfluous, ignorant and selfish — gets my sympathy.
Ben, a neat element for June.
Finn, the great artist and his love is the like that of God. Flawless. All for humanity and the humane. (The story is not about him, so there and maybe that’s what gives a fairy tale effect)
Toby character is creepy. The fact of absentee parenting was stark, it made me squirm – the 14-year-old going through grief and angst, who was obviously in love with her uncle Finn, alone and depressed, is stalked by this character, travels to NY city all by herself to meet him, smokes and spends time with a stranger (creepy). Although explanations come and no harm done, the setting is all realistic, it discomforts.
I wondered who’s taking care of who and all of them needed care that they needed and no one was capable or competent. But they all move along.
There were no tears for me. I found it a bit painful, to read the angst of the 14-year-old. I was a helpless reader. In the end, there is hope the dysfunctional becomes functional.
The realist fiction reads like a fairy tale.
I will put it in Young Adult category.
Two memories came – Tom Hanks are Andrew Beckett in Philadelphia (as a reference) and Marilyn Manson’s Sweet dreams are made of this –
“Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused”

Author: Carol Rifka Brunt grew up in the suburbs of New York City and lives with her family in the southwest of England. Her first novel, Tell the Wolves I’m Home, was named a best book of the year by Wall Street Journal, O Magazine, Kirkus, BookPage and Amazon, was a Barnes and Noble Discover pick, Target club pick, Costco Pennie’s pick, an ALA Alex Award winner and has sold in 16 countries.




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