When the narrator of Catherine Lacey’s wonderful new novel is found sleeping in the local church, the congregation decide to name them Pew, of indeterminate gender, age and race, while also refusing/unable to speak the townsfolk are unsure of what to make of this strange entity in their midst. Beautifully written, haunting and ith a slow build-up of tension, Pew is a book you really need to read.
Picked by John
One Sunday morning, a mysterious silent figure is found sleeping in a church in an unnamed American town. The congregants call this amnesiac ‘Pew’ and seek to uncover who they are: their age; their gender, their race, their intentions.
Are they an orphan, or something worse? What terrible trouble is Pew running from? And why won’t they speak?Unable to agree on how to treat a person they cannot categorize – whether to adopt or imprison, help or harm them – this small town is quickly undone by Pew’s terrifying silence. What remains is a foreboding, provocative, and amorphous fable about the world today: our borders and our boundaries, our fears and our woes.