The Promise of
Stardust by Priscille Sibley (William Morrow (HarperCollins)) is among one
of the best books I’ve read this year. It’s even more surprising that it’s a
debut novel. It’s delicate, well-written and heart-wrenching.
Matt Beaulieu and Elle McClure have known each other since
they were young. When Matt was two and held Elle, who was a baby, in his arms,
he spoke his first words. When Matt was seventeen, he kissed Elle under a
blanket of shining stars. Years later, they’ve married each other. However, an
accident leaves Elle brain-dead. Matt’s ready to sign the papers to pull Elle
off of life support, something that was Elle’s wish. Elle watched her mother,
who was ridden with cancer, die a slow death and vowed that she would never be
in the same position. Matt discovers that Elle’s pregnant and his choice
becomes less clear. His family is split about what to do and so is Elle’s
family. Soon, it spirals into a legal battle, driven by principle, and goes
beyond the McClure’s and Beaulieu’s.
On the summary alone, The
Promise of Stardust seems like a novel that would get lost between medical
ethos, varying lines of right and wrong. However, it doesn’t. It presents a
story that captivates the readers, that goes beyond life or death. It’s
nuanced, it’s delicate and it sidesteps the question of right or wrong,
presenting a story that readers can sympathize with. Both sides of the question
are presented but as the story shows, there is no right answer. In the end,
Matt’s still not sure if he’s made the right decision.
The paperback edition of The
Promise of Stardust contains an additional section that contains an
interview with the author, Priscille Sibley. In it, she mentions that she’s a
fan of Jodi Picoult and I thought, “Yes! The
Promise of Stardust is quite like Picoult.” That said however, The Promise of Stardust isn’t a mimicry
of Jodi Picoult’s novel. It’s different, refreshing and shines on its own.
While writing this, I’m trying to find a passage I really
like, but in reality, I flip to any page and I find something I like. So here I
am, sharing a non-spoiler passage, with Matt sharing a memory.
“Mom insisted Dad’s funeral would not be morbid. Word went
around that we were each to come up with five stories to tell about Dad-or
else. Funny stories were best, but any nonsappy tale would do. I found out more
things about my father in those two days than I’d known in my lifetime. For six
months, when he was in elementary school, he ate nothing but peanut-butter
sandwiches. In high school he and his father helped build a house for a family
who lost everything after their furnace exploded…. I found myself wondering:
Why is it we know so little about the people we love until they are gone?”
I’ve already reread The
Promise of Stardust and will be following Sibley’s career.
Have you read any
recent debut novels? If so, what are they?
