Elizabeth Knox's latest novel, Wake (VUP), is properly creepy. It's the sort of book that'll have you up late at night, convinced you can hear strange noises outside your bedroom window. As gory as it is compelling, it's also a distinctly New Zealand story, despite being firmly in the realms
Reality meets fantasy
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Elizabeth Knox proves herself as a mistress of suspense with her latest novel, Wake.
It's the amount of reality Knox injects into her fantasy that helps make Wake so gripping. The survivors must deal with all sorts of practicalities - dispose cleanly of the dead, feed themselves as well as the kakapo at the local nature reserve, rescue the community's pets, deal with medical mishaps, keep up their morale. And beyond all these everyday struggles is the blackness they seem to have no defence against that threatens to engulf them.
You may not have known it from earlier titles like The Vintner's Luck and Daylight, but Knox turns out to be a mistress of suspense. She teases her reader with mysteries. Who is the elusive black man living on their fringes? What is going on with care worker Sam, who one minute seems a bit lacking and the next super-sharp? Why is lawyer William so detached? And then, one by one, the survivors start dying ...
This is a story about evil and blackness, but it's also about compassion, sacrifice, resilience and hope. It's a curious book, a different sort of dark than New Zealand fiction usually serves up, a page-turner that delivers great prose plus a helter-skelter plot and flashes of gallows humour .
Wake may be about monsters and aliens; it may owe a debt to Stephen King's Under The Dome and to Hollywood horror; but if you're looking for an unpretentious, authentic and insightful piece of fiction about ordinary Kiwis coping in extraordinary circumstances, this novel is it.