Reviewed by: BigAl
Genre: Literary Fiction/Suspense
Approximate word count: 100-105,000 words
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Author:
“Bob
Waldner was born and raised in New Jersey, before heading off to Duke
University and the University of Michigan Law School. He practices law in New
York, where he lives with his wife, Erinn, and his daughters Maureen and
Madeleine. Someday, he hopes to figure out what he wants to be when he grows
up.”
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visit the author’s website.
Description:
“Jack
Caufield never imagined that he would wake up one day and find a dead woman in
his bed. That sort of thing wasn't supposed to happen to guys like him. He was
on his way to law school, but instead of fielding Socratic questions from law
professors, he finds himself facing the third degree from a bunch of angry
cops. Despite their efforts, they find nothing incriminating, and Jack is
allowed to get on with his education and his life. Over the next fifteen years,
he becomes a modestly successful corporate lawyer, a well-paid but
insignificant cog in the Wall Street machine. He's resigned to playing a
disappointing role in the system that he has come to disdain, until he learns
that his encounter with that unlucky girl may not have been coincidental.”
Appraisal:
An
appraisal of Peripheral Involvement
presents a quandary. How much of a reader’s expectations of and reactions to a
book should be colored by what could reasonably be anticipated based on genre?
A simple example with an obvious correct answer would be a book with a budding
romance as its focus. If presented as contemporary fiction, chick-lit, or
almost any other genre, anything might happen to that relationship. However, if
the story is presented as in the romance genre, the promise of a happily ever
after ending is inviolate and if it isn’t delivered, the majority of romance
readers would feel cheated. But few genre conventions are as solidified and
unyielding as that one.
Which
brings us back to the book at hand. Presented as literary fiction, a classification many view as the non-genre genre, often marked by a more
serious tone, slower pacing, and a particular style of writing described as
“elegant” or “lyrical.” Last, literary fiction focuses more on character than
plot. However, the plot of Peripheral
Involvement, although slow paced, feels much like a suspense or thriller
novel.
Finally
I’ve laid the foundation to explain my thoughts on Peripheral Involvement. If you feel like I’ve taken too long to get
to the point, you can bail now, because literary fiction isn’t going to be your
thing anyway. If I were judging this book as a suspense novel, where the focus
is going to be more on the plot than the characters, I’d have complaints about
going into way too many details, spending an inordinate amount of time in the
narrator’s head, and the slow pace that is largely the consequence of both of
those things. While I didn’t find the writing style especially literary, all
the other attributes were there, so I can’t really quibble with classifying
this book that way.
However, the
focus on character more than plot in literary fiction doesn’t mean plot doesn’t
matter, which I’ll come back to shortly. First, a bit about characters. Often a
review will describe a main character as “likable.” Does it matter? Yes and no.
The protagonist or main character doesn’t have to be likable, but you do have
to care what happens to him or her or at least how the story turns out. Likable
is often shorthand to say, “I cared what happened to this fictional character.”
Some call that lazy, but since I’m guilty of doing it all the time, I’ll avoid
characterizing it as that. I didn’t find the protagonist Jack very likable at
all. But I did care what happened, which brings us back to plot.
There were
two critical mysteries in this story involving Jack. They were whether there was
something more to the death of a girl in his bed than the official conclusion (an
event from early in the story) and later on the question of what the truth of
the situation was surrounding the FBI agent from that long ago case who
contacted him. Since the second of these mysteries happens around the peak of
the story I don’t think I should go into any detail other than to say that few,
if any, questions were answered about the mysteries, while many more were
raised. What should have been the buildup to the climax of the story ended up
feeling more like mutual fake orgasms. A pointless exercise.
FYI:
Adult
language.
Format/Typo Issues:
A small
number of typos and other copyediting/proofreading misses including multiple
misuses of the phrase “all of the sudden” instead of the proper “all of a sudden.”
Rating: *** Three Stars
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