Each tale coalesces around a
landscape, distinctly lush and evocative, where episodes from
a life are transformed into moments of universal significance.
In the title story, a child inhabits her own private realm within
a maze of corridors and rooms in a hotel in Brazel where she
comes to recognize the truth of what she has heard — even
if it is a lion rumbling down the hallway in the night, even
if her mother tells her it can’t possibly be so. In “The
Blue of the Madrugada,” the girl grows into a wilful young
woman and discovers the complexities of love by the light of
blue candles. In “Taken for Delirium,” amid the
revolving seasons and nature’s endless regeneration of
the Ontario woods, the woman and her husband cope as their marriage
falters. And in “The Still Point,” the young wife
and mother, in a Mexican landscape mysterious with unexplained
occurences, breaks free of her bonds.
The stories in the Lion
in the Room Next Door test the boundaries of literary prose,
unfolding like memory itself in sharply etched images. The narrative
is potent with remembered pasts, fragments of myth and dream,
and the magic within the mundane. As the heroine travels through
exotic landscapes, she struggles to find her own way through
the terrain of her heart.