With a blog post title like "Save Yourself," you might expect some inspirational message about how you can't turn to religion -- or other people -- to find life's deepest meanings, and how these lessons can only be found in our own cores, and how they're intangible and non-dogmatic, made up of gray zones and shifting, hard-earned wisdoms. And you'd be (partially) right. More specifically, though, I'm referring here to Kelly Braffet's newest novel,
Save Yourself.
I'd first heard of Ms. Braffet when her debut novel
Josie and Jack was released several years ago. I read a review in
Entertainment Weekly and picked up the book immediately. I ended up plummeted into a psycho-sexual world that was part
Hansel & Gretel, part
Flowers in the Attic, all gothic ambience filled with mystery and yearning. The term "page turner" was invented for books like
Josie and Jack. The brother and sister duo in this book will stay burned in your heart.
The same can be said for the characters in
Save Yourself, Braffet's third novel recently released by Crown. Told from three alternating viewpoints -- Patrick, Caro, and Verna -- Braffet rips the cover off suburban hypocrisy, exposing the jagged edges and sharp teeth beneath the surface. For every white picket fence and pearly-teethed church leader you'll meet in town, there's a depressing convenient store and down-on-his-luck drunk. These facades, these characters, may be more similar than you think: they are the yin-and-yang of lost, seeking souls -- some search for meaning in the Bible, others in their sixth can of cheap beer. In these pages, you'll meet Patrick, whose father's in jail for manslaughter and whose brother's a drunk. Patrick begins an affair -- more emotional than physical, but certainly both -- with his brother's girlfriend, Caro. In Caro's chapters, we learn about her mentally unstable mother, many lovers, her hunt for love in, yes, all the wrong places.
Save Yourself also introduces us to Verna, whose father is an uber-conservative Christian minister and whose sister Layla -- once the (literal) poster girl for purity and good ol' Christian living -- slowly starts luring Verna over to the flip side of cult-ish living. Let's just say that cutting and drinking others' blood are par for the (goth) course.
Braffet spends an uncomfortable amount of time showing us how characters' lives spiral out of control -- and that's a compliment. For instance, rarely have I read a book that so deeply makes you squirm at how the popular kids and bullies in high school sometimes torture the outcasts. (There's a scene in a girls' bathroom that had me holding my breath, putting a hand to my chest because of the suspense.) I can't help but wonder if Braffet herself experienced some -- hmm --
unpleasant ripple effects of being at the bottom of a high school totem pole. And I certainly relate because of my own high school experiences. Braffet lets these scenes work up their fervor, almost religiously, with her attention to detail. As for her representation of family dynamics, the character Caro muses, "You couldn't talk about the way things should be in somebody else's family. Families were like oceans. You never knew what was under the surface, in the parts you hadn't seen." All the characters in
Save Yourself feel claustrophobic and trapped, much like the lobsters in the restaurant's tank where Caro works, "like they'd lost all hope, like they knew that this murky holding cell was the last stop."
Save Yourself is a slow burn. It works its way under your skin through detailed, nuanced scenes, ultimately leading to a tragic, violent, and ultimately redemptive conclusion. I don't want to give too much away, so let's just say you'll find parallels to the Columbine high school shooting, or the massacre in the theater during
The Dark Knight Rises. Our war-torn world -- on global scales, in our schools, in our homes -- needs help, and fast. I appreciate that rather than slamming us over the head -- or in the heart -- with lessons and meaning at the end, Braffet show us
slivers of hope and self-realization. Patrick, Caro, and Verna may not have all the answers, or even a solid grip on the insights at hand, but they certainly have moved forward with change.
For more on Kelly Braffet, check out her website at:
http://www.kellybraffet.com/
I'll leave you with Verna. At one point she's feeling "insulated from the rest of the world. It wasn't entirely unpleasant. Like at the dentist's, how they wrapped you in that lead blanket, and it was heavy and awkward and smelled funny but felt almost good when they draped it over you, like a hug." Who of us hasn't felt that exact way? Thank you, Kelly Braffet, for putting that feeling into words. This world, both literary and beyond, needs your words.
