A tale, told in a jumble of scenes, of a family’s loves, found and lost
What would compel anyone to endure a day-long slideshow, one that jumps randomly through four decades of family photographs? And of a family you’ve never met? Pictures of grandma dancing, the family dog digging holes, a disinfectant pool at the local swim club? Peter Orner, in essence, puts this perplexing request to readers of his strange, beautiful new novel, Love and Shame and Love. Most “chapters’’ are a paragraph to one or two pages long and thus have the distinct feel of snapshots.