From
Hatrack River:
Carolyn See is a mainstream novelist, so of
course Golden Days does not reflect the latest scientific findings
about the effects of nuclear holocaust. Indeed, there are moments
in the book when it crosses the border into fantasy, as the security-obsessed
narrator becomes involved with Lion Boyce, whose typical California
self-enhancement "seminars" actually seem to work.
Yet such genre issues are unimportant here. What See is telling
us is a tale of human hope and its ability to transcend rational
despair.
The narrator emerges from a dismal past into a surprisingly joyful
present -- loving her children, content with her lover, in touch
with a wonderful lunatic friend, and financially secure.
Then comes the holocaust. All her "self-enhancement"
magic can't restore the terrible burns, the sickness, the deaths,
the loss. Yet in a joyful moment after years of bare survival,
the narrator discovers that even in their loneliness on this once-crowded
earth, there is a nobility to their lives. Lion Boyce's over-enthusiastic
words come naturally to her lips; she becomes the storyteller,
the firestarter, even, perhaps, the inspired con artist of the
new age.
For the narrator the holocaust becomes a genuine Rapture, because
only a certain kind of person was able to survive: "the wackos,
the ones who used their belief systems . . . the ones who relinquished
control, who took it as it came." See's clear and lovely
style leads us into a book that truly earns its last four sentences.
"But I say there was a race of hardy laughers, mystics, crazies,
who knew their real homes, or who had been drawn to this gold
coast for years, and they lived through the destroying light,
and on, into Light ages.
"You can believe who you want to. But I'm telling you, don't
believe those other guys.
"Believe me."
Praise for Golden Days
"If an inspirational novel about nuclear war
seems a bit, well, perverse, that's only the beginning (of the
end, of course). And besides, as Carolyn See asks in this remarkable
book, what could be more perverse than dropping the bomb in the
first place? . . . In its weird way, this may be the most life-affirming
novel I've ever read."
--Carol Sternhell, New York Times Book Review
"This author's passionate purpose is to cry stop to the nuclear
buildup, the immense, out-of-control playground fight that starts
with nothing and can't stop till blood is spilled and something
has 'won.' . . . This is a very, very important book."
--Nora Johnson, Los Angeles Times Book Review
"An adventuresome blend of feminist fiction and nuclear apocalypse
fantasy set in California."
--R. Z. Sheppard, TIME
"Carolyn See makes you proud to be a woman
and a little scared to be a man. But she does this with the wit
and resourcefulness one has got used to as a reader, and victim,
of her book reviews. She ha a penetrating eye and (dare I say
it?) a motherly attitude toward a world whose confusions marvelously
irritate her, and, through her, amuse us." - William F. Buckley,
Jr.
"A wonderful book. To read it is to go beyond
denial of the unthinkable to some crazy hope. If such a heroine
can be so truly imagined here and now, she might embolden us to
save ourselves." --Betty Friedan
"I've always admired Carolyn See's novels and
this seems a wild leap forward. A ferociously funny, furiously
brave book." --Alice Adams
"Carolyn See is quite mad, in both meanings
of the word, and very funny too. I loved every page of this beautiful
cuckoohead book." Anne Lamott
