A novel by Karen Tei Yamashita
May 5, 2019 • 6 x 9 • 232 pages • 978-1-56689-578-1
Generations of Japanese Americans merge with Jane Austen’s characters in these lively stories, pairing uniquely American histories with reimagined classics.
In these buoyant and inventive stories, Japanese Americans shift the boundaries of Jane Austen’s classic tales, questioning what inheritance—familial, cultural, artistic—really means. In ’60s California and beyond, a woman examines the contents of her dead aunt’s freezer, Mr. Darcy is captain of the football team, a dental hygienist collects a community’s gossip while cleaning his neighbors’ teeth, and station wagons, not horse-drawn carriages, are the transit of the day. These narratives that traverse class, race, and gender leap into our modern world with Yamashita’s signature wit and humor.
About the Author
Karen Tei Yamashita is the author of seven books, including I Hotel, finalist for the National Book Award, and most recently, Letters to Memory, all published by Coffee House Press. Recipient of the John Dos Passos Prize for Literature and a U.S. Artists’ Ford Foundation Fellowship, she is professor emerita of literature and creative writing at the University of California, Santa Cruz.
“Dazzling. An extraordinarily inventive collection of short stories that takes us from Japan to Brazil to the fractured heart of suburban postwar Japanese America. Whether she is riffing on Jane Austen, channeling Jorge Luis Borges, or meditating on Marie Kondo, Yamashita is a brilliant and often subversive storyteller in superb command of her craft.” —Julie Otsuka
Praise for Karen Tei Yamashita
“This powerful, deeply felt, and impeccably researched fiction is irresistibly evocative and overwhelming in every sense.” —Publishers Weekly
“Immensely entertaining.” —Newsday
“Shaped and voiced with literary flair, this is clearly a book Yamashita felt compelled to write, and her sense of purpose makes this historical excavation feel deeply personal.” —Kirkus
“Yamashita incorporates satire and the surreal in prose that is playful yet knowing, fierce yet mournful.”—San Francisco Chronicle