Sean Rabin was recently in Hobart for the launch of his new book, Wood Green. Here is my interview with him and below, a review of the book.
Wood
Green is a novel with a magnificent twist, a ripper
story and some very familiar scenery.
Michael arrives in Hobart to take up a job
with an aging, irascible writer, Lucian Clarke who lives up Mt Wellington in
the hamlet of Wood Green. Michael has a PhD into the work of this writer, who
has lived up the mountain for longer than he can remember, returning home after
interludes of dancing the light fantastic of an international literary lifestyle.
He has employed Michael to help him remember his affairs, to order his books
and life, and assist with the completion of his latest novel.
Michael is a writer himself, and he pursues
the writing of his novel, as he is pursued by the girlfriend he abruptly left
in Sydney. Rachel tracks him down in Hobart and comes to visit. She is one of
the many smaller but still exquisitely drawn characters who plump out this
narrative and her sharp Sydney ways draw Michael’s deepening into the
experience of living up the mountain, into sharper relief.
There is also Andrew, the proprietor of the
quaint and coddled b and b in Battery Point. He is both highly strung and
sinister as he bumbles his way around his visitors. We get insight into his
thoughts and an eerie analysis of his guests through his neurotic mind. Carl
the South African is fleeing an unmentioned white collar crime and his crimes
are not known in Wood Green, where he buys the shop, after Maureen and Tim,
whose marriage is decaying, finally close the sale. All these are characters
who help build this novel to its curious crescendo.
The book has many pathways through the
woods, all of them coming back to the same, unexplored path of the lives of
Lucian and Michael. It is a book compelling both by the staggered introduction
of clues to the story itself, as well as by the rich pickings that Rabin has
delivered in terms of a cast of well-drawn, unique and believable secondary
characters.
Let go of your expectations for a single
narrative, this book is woven of many human lives and has the most exquisite
sound track too. Eclectic, diverse albums are introduced throughout the pages,
and it is worth seeking the sounds out as you read. It becomes a sensory
experience, it deepens the reading experience, which is already rich from
characters, as well as from descriptions of place.
This is also a book that provides a
commentary to what it means to be a reader and what it means to be a writer. It
talks about the desire on the part of the author for immutability, and more
pertinently for the reader familiar with the setting, it talks about the “thick
syrup of familiarity” when it comes to ‘the real’. It successfully interrogates
the beast that is the novel, that is fiction and it also plays most marvelously
with the notion of what it means to be a writer.
Wood
Green is a successful first novel and it tells a
ripper yarn. Readers who know Hobart, who know kunanyi/Mt Wellington are also
in for a treat; to read known places in a work of literature always deepens a
sense of place.
Variations of this review will be published in The Mercury, June 2016 and Warp, July 2016
(Wood Green by Sean Rabin, Giramondo, 9781925336085)
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