STRANGE LIGHTS
MIRA GONZÁLEZ
Bindery Books|Ezeekat Press (non-affiliate Bookshop.org link)
$12.99 ebook, available now
Rating: squeaks to four full stars
The Publisher Says: Parenting is never easy, but it’s a hell of a lot harder when your toddler is a chupacabra.
Paranormal investigator and cryptozoologist Reggie has embraced her fate as parent to an adopted toddler, Eldi—a blood-sucking chupacabra with a fondness for goats. Reggie wants nothing more than to put her complicated past in the rearview mirror and fade into as much obscurity as her toddler will allow. But a rash of UFOs in the night sky and a couple of crop-circle-carving Roombas force Reggie into an investigation that attracts the attention of an old enemy, an anti-supernatural agency hunting for creatures like Eldi. To outwit them, Reggie must team up with Calvin: a podcaster-turned-werewolf whose charm is a real threat to Reggie’s rule against romantic attachments.
With Reggie’s history quickly catching up to her and Eldi in the agency’s crosshairs, any shred of normalcy evaporates. Reggie must decide: Can she confront her dark past to save Eldi—and an entire alien species—from getting wiped out of the universe?
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My Review: A Winnebago so tricked out it's almost a spaceship...but is much more than appearances suggest.
A single foster mom/cryptozoologist...raising a half-chupacabra toddler.
And several cornfields of crop-circle making Roombas.
Oh, and also a yummy-looking cryptid-debunking podcaster. Who's a werewolf.
Nothing's quite normal, quite as it appears, in Reggie's world. No one is ready for anyone else's unrevealed private truth; everyone's really fine with it when the masks come off. Mostly fine. Most of the time. It's a rollicking story most of the way, at about 55-60% it gets into necessary-but-long backstory exposition. It ends the forward momentum at the point in the story where it genuinely can't be recovered because there's not enough story left to do it. I think most readers won't really notice the placement (and there's no better way or place to do it, I really tried to figure one out) but could be slightly put off by how much the action slows while feeling totally wowed and bumfuzzled by what they're learning.
Reggie and Eldi are truly parent and kid-charge in the most endearing way, a slice of serendipity such as an uncaring universe fails to fuck up every once in a while. It's part of Author González' magic that while she's telling a wildly improbable wad of truth...the cryptid-debunking werewolf podcaster makes complete and entire sense after the initial laugh/headscratch/forehead wrinkle...she's sneaking the sentimental sniff and a teardrop out of you. Eldi the half-chupacabra will wring your withers with "baaawww"ness before the next goat goes. Calvin the werewolf, now *there's* a man I want to meet! They're all in a twilight zone between normies and the larger world whose truth we can't handle, to quote Jack Nicholson's speech pretty much whole. The fearsome task of running interference while running away from the Big Bads (plural very much intentional) is the root of the unit forming before us, and has now reached the point where there are pasts to normalize within this found family.
The intersubjective—the dynamic reality that arises from the interactions between objects with seemingly fixed properties—is the essence of the quantum world, and it is also the essence of human relationships. Who you become in a particular relationship is not any more you or less you than who you are in your deepest solitude, because there is no you—the self is not the container of your interactions with the rest of the world but the contents.It's part of a fantastic essay my sister forwarded to me as I sat contemplating what to write about this book. It explains aome issues I've been noodling over and had got nowhere with trying to form usefully. The ineluctable quantum effects show themselves everywhere, now we've seen them we can't unsee them.
A story resonating on a quantum level and rocked by gravity waves is not going to stay tidy. It makes me feel a bit sad that many of y'all are going to wonder a little too hard about that backstory/pacing hurdle and choose not to spend your fiercely protected eyeblinks on the read; yet I'm never going to shy away from sharing truths I know are risky to tell. I urge you to go steadily onward to get yourselves to the ending.
It is where I vaulted from three-plus to a full four stars.
No more—spoilers—but an exhortation to do #Deathtober's spooky vibe with something fun, substantial, and weird as fuck.
