The Little Bride

‘A Confession of Anger’

Just landed in Iowa City for the Iowa City Book Festival. Sitting in Java House, which has to be one of my all-time favorite cafes, reading the galley of Anna Solomon’s new novel, “The Little Bride.” I’ll have more to say about this amazing novel later.

In the meantime, here is a story within the story. (See how it has a beginning, a middle, an end?) Anna’s lovely description from the point of view of an immigrant, after a long, arduous voyage across the Atlantic in steerage, sighting America:

Land looked at first like a storm. A piling on of clouds at the horizon, a confession of anger, which suddenly revealed itself to be solid. Trees, rocks, city.