Even so, the moments when he gets it right make the book well worth reading, and Brockmeier's well-formed sentences get you easily from one great part to another. If there is any justice in the world, The Truth About Celia will pick up at least one of the major American literary awards next year and bring Kevin Brockmeier the wider audience he deserves. Each chapter explores a different part of Celia's disappearance - either what may have actually happened to the family before and after the disappearance, or an explanation for Celia's disappearance through legend or magic. Ultimately, writing in the words and stories of his main character, Brockmeier reveals with a flourish the therapeutic power of art and the kernel of emotion --- whether it's despair, hope, wonder, love or anger --- that illuminate all fiction. This is the story of a seven year old girl who is suddenly gone, leaving her father with grief, guilt and a touch of madness. The Truth About Celia is a profound meditation on grief and loss and how we carry on in its aftermath.
That Christopher is writing these stories after the disappearance of his daughter and the dissolution of his marriage gives them an intense emotional resonance, and each one represents a profound change in his life --- a moment of hurt or healing --- that he has undergone in the wake of Celia's departure. The Truth About Celia is luminous, heartbreaking and utterly beautiful. I was so taken with the honesty and commitment of this book that I bought it as soon as I found it in the bookstore. It was an intense, unsettling story. The novel, written by Kevin Brockmeier, is written as if it is the novel written by Christopher Brooks, a science fiction and fantasy author whose daughter, Celia, disappeared. In doing so, Brokemeier is a quintessential possibilitist, if that is a word, working on the edges of things, ever providing tangible answers.
This device works similarly to letters in the best epistolary novels --- as a self-expression of a character's thoughts and inner turmoil. From his tortured speculations he spins these stories, The Truth About Celia. Some of the stories are realistic, imagining what happened that day or how the townspeople reacted or the adult Celia might have grown up to be. Y en un momento cuando parece que vislumbramos parte de su futuro, esa visión termina al instante de forma repentina y sin ningun final que no sea abierto. Another story starts with one character and moves through the town, bouncing from person to person, showing how they have all been affected by Celia's disappearance, and ending in a ceremony being held by the townspeople to honor her memory. In successive stand-alone chapters, Brockmeier wanders ever further from a straight recounting of events. Still, Brockmeier is a talented writer, and nothing he writes is without some kind promise.
It delivered, in the first couple chapters, much like a dance, floating from character to character. Each of Christopher's stories is a heartbreakingly futile attempt to figure out not only what happened to Celia but also how he can move on. The effect of this is interesting but disorienting, leaving the reader never being quite sure of exactly when or where they are. It's a book of short stories, supposedly written by Christopher Brooks, the father of a girl who disappeared from her yard when she was seven. The only way for him to keep writing, it seems, is to write stories about what might have happened to her and about his experiences as her father.
Utterly shattered, Christopher, a writer of fantasy and science fiction, withdraws from everyone around him, especially his wife, losing himself in his writ While playing alone in her backyard one afternoon, seven-year-old Celia suddenly disappears while her father Christopher is inside giving a tour of their historic house and her mother Janet is at an orchestra rehearsal. It's an apt metaphor for growing up and the consequent loss of childish imagination and innocence that Celia will never experience. The Truth About Celia is one of the most beautiful and sorrowful novels I've ever read. Empieza bien: una chica desaparecida, padres preocupados, resultados esperados como alteraciones sociales y cambios rutinarios , teorías refutables. I was initially skeptical of the author's device - the novel was written as a collection of stories authored by a fictional character about his daughter's disappearance. With this one complete, I only have one to go, and like everything else he's written, The Truth About Celia is incredible. No trace, no clues, no resolution.
My only exposure to Brockmeier was a single, magical short story, and this novel has a definite short story vibe. He lives in Little Rock, Arkansas. It's also a book within a book -- it's a collection of short stories written by a fictional author named Christopher Brooks. Celia has had a dream about a boy in her class and wants to tell her best friend about it. This book was pretty good. She's holding onto her secret with glee, looking forward to revealing it to her friend and talking and maybe dreaming a little more of the dream with her friend.
Ha uno strano incedere, quasi ipnotico direi, questo libro. No doubt that it was well-written. Her life, and their marriage, is sketched with a light touch which yet manages to capture so much. Utterly shattered, Christopher, a writer of fantasy and science fiction, withdraws from everyone around him, especially his wife, losing himself in his writing by conjuring up worlds where Celia still exists--as a child, as a teenager, as a young single mother--and revealing in his stories not only his own point of view but also those of Janet, the policeman in charge of the case, and the townspeople affected by the tragedy, ultimately culminating in a portrait of a small town changed forever. The only way for him to keep writing, it seems, is to write stories about what might have happened to her and about his experiences as her father.
There is an absolutely true-life moment in that story that is very well-written. The stories give the reader insi Parents linger over the disappearance of their daughter. Some of it is more fantastical in terms of its ideas and others of it are grand hallucinations the reader believes are truly happening just as the protagonist is. Brockmeier's prose hauntingly ventures beyond the mundane and into places that only a grieving mind can go. I grew accustomed to this pretty quickly, and I ended up not minding it. I didn't feel the story really had a conclusion or ending, but that probably was part of the point.