Nikolski

Every character in this light comedy-satire seems to be fishing for something, although not necessarily fish or even in water. Yet, most places where the action takes place are somehow located on islands: Montreal Island, Stevenson Island, and an island off the Venezuelan coast. Finally, and not to be overlooked the "magnetic north" and the title of the novel, Nikolski, a village one of the small Aleutian islands off Alaska. Sounds a bit like a mystery story? In a way, yes, as first time Quebec novelist Nicolas Dickner spins a delightful yarn around his three primary characters, either moving to or through and/or living in Montreal until... Noah, who, until he was eighteen, lived with his mother a nomadic life in a trailer, crisscrossing the western regions of Canada, arrives in Montreal to study archaeology and discovers the "archaeology of trash" as an intriguing topic, "trash being the artifacts of civilization" and much "fishing" is involved. Joyce, from a long line of Doucettes of dubious reputation in Atlantic Canada, pursues her ambitions to live up to the family's tradition and to become a modern-day pirate. She also goes on fishing expeditions, but of a different kind: she scrounges through industry trash to find all the bits needed to get a workable computer built and much more... Finally, a first person narrator of a kind, who runs a second-hand bookshop also has some fishing to do... Do these characters link together in some way? Are the connections stronger than strangers meeting in the night? It is for the reader to find out. The author introduces some secondary characters, charming in their own way, who may have to offer some clues or provide connections. Along the way, Dickner's easy-going, ironic style hits a few punches at Canadian multicultural society and the modern way of life. His descriptions are off-beat yet apt, whether he describes certain areas of Montreal or of one of the other islands in the novel. The novel won the 2010 Canada Reads competition, and the sensitive and lively English translation won a major Canadian award. 3.5 stars [Friederike Knabe]

Some books make you feel; other books make you think. Nicolas Dickner's clever debut, Nikolski, definitely falls largely into the latter category. As a matter of fact, it still has me turning over its intricacies in my head months after I've finished it. This tightly woven tale is packed with ideas that challenge the customary thinking about the nature of personal identity. Dickner asks if who we are is a result of nature or nurture, genealogy or geography, or, perhaps, a combination of all four. Early in the story, we are introduced to the three main characters, all distantly related, although not necessarily aware of one another's existence. They are the unnamed narrator - a second hand bookshop clerk who is in possession of a compass that always points in the direction of Nikolski, a tiny Aleutian Island, Noah - son of an itinerant Native American mother and absentee father, who learned to read from roadmaps and Joyce - a restless young woman descended from a family of French-Canadian pirates. The three stories unfold in alternating chapters as each begins a pilgrimage to unearth their family connections, seek their place in the world, establish their destinies and find themselves. Like the Nikolski compass, the writer postulates that all people have a built-in homing instinct. A family of Dominican fishmongers (who rent a room to Noah and employ Joyce in their retail shop), despite being long time residents of Canada, hold a monthly "jututo" to enjoy their native foods and boisterously debate Dominican politics. And humorously, we see how Joyce (and her erstwhile mother) inadvertently fall into a twentieth century version of the family business - as computer pirates. Ties to place, ethnicity and family not only dictate our actions, but define who we are. This was a deceptively easy and enjoyable read. There was a certain sense of mystery, plus a fair bit of suspense, that pulled me along until the end. It's particularly impressive to see how the author weaves all the threads together. Much like the "three-headed book" that passes through the hands of both Noah and Joyce, before ending up on the bookstore's shelves, Dickner manages to stitch three disparate stories into one cohesive, and endlessly captivating, whole. Definitely one of a kind.

Some books make you feel; other books make you think. Nicolas Dickner's clever debut, Nikolski, definitely falls largely into the latter category. As a matter of fact, it still has me turning over its intricacies in my head months after I've finished it. This tightly woven tale is packed with ideas that challenge the customary thinking about the nature of personal identity. Dickner asks if who we are is a result of nature or nurture, genealogy or geography, or, perhaps, a combination of all four. Early in the story, we are introduced to the three main characters, all distantly related, although not necessarily aware of one another's existence. They are the unnamed narrator - a second hand bookshop clerk who is in possession of a compass that always points in the direction of Nickolski, a tiny Aleutian Island, Noah - son of an itinerant Native American mother and absentee father who learned to read from roadmaps and Joyce - restless young woman descended from a family of French-Canadian pirates. The three stories unfold in alternating chapters as each begins a pilgrimage to unearth their family connections, seek their place in the world, establish their destinies and find themselves. Like the Nickolski compass, the writer postulates that all people have a built-in homing instinct. A family of Dominican fishmongers, who rent a room to Noah and employ Joyce in their retail shop, despite being long time residents of Canada, hold a monthly "jututo" to enjoy their native foods and boisterously debate Dominican politics. And humorously, we see how Joyce (and her erstwhile mother) inadvertently fall into a twentieth century version of the family business - as computer pirates. Ties to place, ethnicity and family not only dictate our actions, but define who we are. This was a deceptively easy and enjoyable read. There was a certain sense of mystery, plus a fair bit of suspense, that pulled me along until the end. It's particularly impressive to see how the author weaves all the threads together. Much like the "three-headed book" that passes through the hands of both Noah and Joyce, before ending up on the bookstore's shelves, Dickner manages to stitch three disparate stories into one cohesive, and endlessly captivating, whole. Definitely one of a kind.

In Nikolski, Dickner tracks the lives of three wandering characters whose lives cross--and who share a family tree--but who do not really interact with each other to any great extent. The narrative jumps quickly between the various characters; most chapters are no more than a couple pages. This lends a feeling of disjointedness to the novel, but that mimics some of the disjointedness of the characters themselves. The characters share more than a family tree, as Dickner weaves similar motifs into all of their stories. For example, one character wants to be an archaeologist of garbage who learned to read by looking at maps as he and his mother traversed Canada throughout his essentially homeless childhood. Another steals discarded computer parts from corporate dumpsters and computer books from a used bookstore. The unnamed narrator works in said bookstore and owns a compass that does not point north, but instead points toward the tiny island of Nikolski where his own father had died. Dickner also makes sure to pay homage to his literary precursors. Most significantly, the novel has an ongoing conversation with Moby Dick (the novel opens with the narrator telling us "My name is not important."). Melville's work appears at several other key points in the novel, as if the search for the white whale was somehow a parallel for the lives of these characters. The parallel, though, never really quite works out, and some of the other recurrent allusions to authors like Dante and Joyce are left undeveloped. Those are minor weaknesses in an otherwise strong novel. I'll be looking forward to more of Dickner's work in the future.