Another staff recommendation (and further proof I’m really drawn to things that are yellow).
The Revenge of the Radioactive Lady
by Elizabeth Stuckey-French
I read this novel straight through, in a cramped middle seat on six-hour flight. I’ve never been so blissfully oblivious of leg cramps and shrieking babies. I’m not sure I’ve ever read a book that succeeds so well at being simultaneously playful and serious. This is a farcical revenge novel and also a thoughtful, character-driven family drama. It’s startlingly contemporary even though its central character is nearly an octogenarian. It’s a mess of oddballs, contradictions and cultural references ranging from Chaucer to CSI.
For some reason, I really want to describe this book using a food analogy — but what kind of pie mixes hurricanes, big religion, medical malfeasance and Asperger’s, with Elvis obsession, a homemade nuclear reactor, and a 77-year-old woman who moves to Tallahassee to murder someone?
What kind of pie? Delicious pie, that’s what kind of pie. Have some!