At the book’s climax, Calliope births her twins on the reservation, and the book spends its denouement clearing up conflicts, with middling satisfaction. Calliope resists him and his knowledge with enormous tenacity. She meets a guide, Chance Guardian, who understands that returning to the reservation where his own family waits is the best way to stay safe in this weird new/old universe. After forming a band of survivors with a neighbor girl named Eunjoo, a tough young woman named Amy, and a few others, Calliope seeks her husband and son in all the wrong places. New Mexico as she knows it has evaporated, and instead she’s in the world of her ancestors: cities and people have mostly vanished, but magic and monsters flourish. Overall, the novel adds a lot to both apocalyptic and Native genre literature, but its richly layered quality may tire and turn off readers before the book really gets going.Ĭalliope, a Southwestern anthropologist with a six-year-old son and twins on the way, somehow crosses a split in the world and must find her way back.
There are also significant imperfections: an author who gets too far ahead of her audience sometimes, a narrator whose stubborn streak makes her unsympathetic, and an iffy conclusion.
There’s a lot to love about Trinity Sight, a dense debut novel packed with Native stories and myths, conceived and plotted as carefully as a nationwide conference, full of organic stakes and interesting characters.
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