Simpson is an artist of the family saga, the multigenerational narrative.
In her seventh novel, she doesn’t revisit this territory so much as animate it anew. Beginning in 1972 and continuing into the 1980s, the book tells the story of the Aziz family of Los Angeles: Diane, a single mother, and her three children, Walter, Lina, and Donnie. Each in his or her own way is a central character. That’s because this novel finds its heart not with any one figure but rather with the collective as Simpson moves from life to life, point of view to point of view, offering a kaleidoscopic portrait of a clan of outsiders remaking itself again and again. Diane suffers from debilitating depression, which kicks in after she drops Walter off for his freshman year at UC Berkeley; back in Southern California, she must be institutionalized. All of a sudden, her children are left to fend for themselves, with mixed results. The truth, however, is that they’ve been on their own for quite some time. Essentially abandoned by their father—“I think of him as our biological father,” Walter reflects, “No savior”—they must figure out how to pay their bills and keep themselves in school. But although their lives are often fraught with turmoil, Simpson has something more than degradation on her mind. Instead, she means to explore perseverance, the ability to survive. And not just to survive, but also to thrive, as the three siblings grow into their adult selves. “An autumn night,” she writes on the final page, quoting the haiku writer Basho, “Don’t think your life / Didn’t matter.” It may as well be the novel’s epigraph.
Simpson beautifully explores the sacrifices that keep a family together even when it's coming apart.