The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Paperbacks new and noteworthy
■ “Oh William!” by Elizabeth Strout. (Random House, 256 pp., $18.) Lucy Barton, the narrator of Strout’s 2016 novel, “My Name Is Lucy Barton,” is widowed by her second husband and has become a famous author when her first husband, William, invites her on a trip to investigate a family secret. According to reviewer Jennifer Egan, Strout’s ninth novel is a testament to how making a family “creates a fresh structure of myth and meaning atop the primal one.”
■ “Monkey Boy,” by Francisco Goldman. (Grove, 336 pp., $17.) In this autobiographical novel, a middle-aged writer who has recently fled Mexico after publishing an exposé of a political murder visits his Guatemalan mother in a Boston nursing home, where he grapples with his racial identity, the memories of an abusive father and the legacies of migration and war.
■ “Edge Case,” by YZ Chin. (Ecco, 320 pp., $16.99.) Edwina, a Malaysian immigrant and a lowly analyst at a tech startup in New York, desperately searches the city for her husband, who, while mourning the death of his father, has suddenly packed up a suitcase and left. Reviewer Lauren Oyler called Chin’s debut a “realistic portrayal of a woman in crisis” and a “subtly provocative depiction of the tech industry, and this country, as tilting ever more off-kilter.”
■ “The Great Mistake,” by Jonathan Lee. (Vintage, 304 pp., $17.) Lee’s novel re-imagines the life of Andrew Haswell Green, an integral force behind the creation of Central Park and the Metropolitan Museum of Art who was murdered in 1903. Historical fiction columnist Alida Becker called it a “finely drawn narrative” that “hints at the vagaries that can seal any man’s fate.”
■ “The Ground Breaking: The Tulsa Race Massacre and an American City’s Search for Justice,” by Scott Ellsworth. (Dutton, 336 pp., $18.) A Tulsan historian weaves personal experience with a historical account of the 1921 Tulsa massacre to recount its cover-up and the ongoing search for unmarked graves. Times critic Jennifer Szalai called the book “candid and self-aware, undergirded by Ellsworth’s earnest efforts to get at this history, and to get it right.”