Half Life traces family complexities for a Milwaukee physics teacherStill, I never shook the impression of the earlier furniture’s angles and curves, the low-lustre teak, the dark-striped boucle, all of it registering as birdlike, weird and beautiful. So, Half Life was written in a swoon of fear, with equal parts humiliation and humility, but also a lot of love for mothers, daughters, the complexities of family. And finally, that invisible encoding of memory: the laughter, meals, song, comfort and wounds they hold. Yet, it remains racially segregated, divided by money, full of industrial pride, yet abandoned by many industries. And because Half Life is a close character study, told with a singular voice, it feels wholly different from my first novel, which had 12 points of view. Story continues below advertisement The patriarch in the novel, Tig, is a famous Danish mid-century furniture designer. So, the objects in the book – a beautiful chair or dining set, a collection of smoky Danish glass – mirror the dilemma.
Article from The Globe and Mail.