BookDragon is a book review blog produced by the Smithsonian Asian Pacific American Program (APAP). BookDragon is an education, outreach, and research initiative that features literary works which highlight the contributions of Asian and Pacific Islander Americans to the American experience and world cultures, two of the grand challenges of the Smithsonian Institution’s Strategic Plan. BookDragon is inhabited by Terry Hong.
American Dervish by Ayad Akhtar
In a sentence, American Dervish is about a young boy’s indoctrination into Islam – the religion he was born into, but from the practice of which his parents have lapsed (by choice) – and his eventual withdrawal from his fervent childhood devotion. By extension, the novel also exposes the oftentimes extreme divide between fundamentalist religion – its mindless rules and regulations – and true spirituality.
Dervish begins essentially backwards with protagonist Hayat Shah already a college student – feeling “at once brave and ridiculous” eating bratwurst, choosing not to leave a class from which the rest of his fellow Muslim students have fled in anger (and fear) from that day’s “‘in-cen-diary!” discussion, glibly announcing that he’s a Mutazalite (“[a] school of Muslims that don’t believe in the Quran as the eternal word of God … [who] died off a thousand years ago”), and initiating a relationship with a young Jewish woman. By the end of this prologue, Mina – Hayat’s mother’s closest friend from childhood who became his religious enabler – has died … and Hayat’s new love interest gently reaches out and says, “‘Tell me.’”
Mina “had, perhaps, the greatest influence on my life,” Hayat acknowledges. Escaping a stifling, disastrous marriage in her native Pakistan, the independent, lively, gorgeous Mina arrives with her toddler son in the American Midwest and moves into the Shah family home. Hayat is enthralled, and his less-than-happily-married parents newly joyous. Mina warmly, lovingly begins Hayat’s spiritual education which, in his sexually-maturing adolescent mind, eventually morphs into an obsessive attachment to Mina. When Mina becomes romantically involved with Hayat’s father’s medical partner and best friend, Hayat’s single act of youthful jealousy sets in motion an overwhelming tragedy with lifelong consequences …
Dervish will surely persuade you that Ayad Akhtar is one of those very rare writers whose debut titles hit shelves fully formed. Perhaps his earlier dramatic experiences (Brown diploma in theater, serious actor training as both student and teacher, several stage productions) and filmic accomplishments (Columbia grad degree, more screenplays, numerous award nominations) gave him the foundation to do what he does so undeniably well on the page. Clear your calendar for an uninterrupted few hours: Akhtar absolutely knows how to tell this story – achingly, convincingly, memorably.
Tidbit: With such a practiced background, no surprise that Akhtar is also a most excellent narrator: he’s his own reader in the audible version. That Akhtar thanks Firdous Bamji (whose voice alone will make me stick a book in my ears) in his acknowledgments adds another layer of well-deserved approval. Akhtar made my last 50K race pass quickly … too bad he doesn’t have another title to join me for a 50-miler in two weeks!
Readers: Adult
Published: 2012
Filed under ..Adult Readers, .Audio, .Fiction, Pakistani American, South Asian American
The Devotion of Suspect X by Keigo Higashino, translated by Alexander O. Smith with Elye J. Alexander
I had quite the challenging training day on Tuesday – five hours of driving to the mountains and back, with 5.5 hours running up and down two summits in the rain, rain, rain – but the miles couldn’t have gone faster thanks to Suspect X stuck in my ears (read with great control by David Pittu, except for just a few minutes when he slips into that unnecessary Jack Nicholson-growl which further marred the already disappointing The Marriage Plot).
The first thing I said to the hubby upon return was, “You’ve got to read this one … and you’ll never, ever guess the ending,” to which he replied, “Don’t tell me anything more!”
So if you, too, don’t want to hear another detail, stop here. If you need a convincing shove, read on …
The sliding glass door to the lunch shop where single mother Yasuko works, opens to reveal a visitor she hoped never to see again – her abusive ex-husband. He’s managed to track her down after five years, arriving with promises that quickly turn to threats: if Yasuko doesn’t cooperate, he’ll have to seek out her teenage daughter Misato instead.
By chapter two, the skeezy ex is lying dead in Yasuko’s apartment … and while mother and daughter desperately try to figure out what to do, their next-door neighbor Ishigami – who is a near-stranger in spite of their proximity – appears with an offer to help …
Let me repeat: you will never guess the ending!
Having won the Naoki Prize in 2005 – one of Japan’s top literary awards – Suspect X was already long a bestseller before arriving Stateside last year. Obviously, nothing was lost in translation as the English version was named a finalist in January for the 2012 Edgar (mystery’s Oscar!) for Best Novel (Mo Hayder won for Gone). Mystery lovers might already be familiar with Higashino’s Naoko which made its translated debut in 2004. As eerie as that was, Suspect X is an even better shocker. Promises, promises, for sure!
Readers: Adult
Published: 2011 (United States)
Filed under ..Adult Readers, .Audio, .Fiction, .Translation, Japanese
Auntie Yang’s Great Soybean Picnic by Ginnie Lo, illustrated by Beth Lo
“The last part of the trip to Auntie Yang’s always took forever,” recalls older sister Jinyi as her family drives from small-town Indiana to the outskirts of Chicago. But they made the journey often because Jinyi’s mother and Auntie Yang were the only two siblings (of many more) who were separated by war from the rest of their family back in China. “Mama said she wanted us cousins to grow up ‘as close as four soybeans in a soybean pod.’”
One September weekend out on a Sunday drive through endless corn farms, Auntie Yang happens to notice a field of … soybeans! Way, way, back in the day, soybeans were not the wondrous health food as they’re considered today; half-a-century-plus ago, only cows and pigs ate them. But Auntie Yang is thrilled to find one of China’s most versatile comfort foods and she convinces the farmer to share, laughing at his question, “‘Do you have a little pig at home?’”
So begins Auntie Yang’s annual soybean picnic: such a toothsome treat can hardly be kept secret and the family affair quickly grows to include six Chinese American families the next year, then 30 the following year, until it outgrows Auntie Yang’s backyard and moves to a city park to accommodate the growing Chinese American community … and their appetites!
Based on the real-life memories of two sisters growing up Chinese American in the Midwest – “There were very few Chinese families in the Midwest back then, so Mama and Auntie Yang made sure our families visited often” – Auntie Yang’s Great Soybean Picnic is definitely one of those heartwarming multi-generational family tales you’ll want to share again and again. Might I also suggest taking it along on road trips with the young ‘uns, to pull out every time someone asks, “Are we there yet?”
As entertaining as the story is – just adorable, for sure! – Picnic‘s uniqueness-factor belongs definitely to the whimsical, delightful art. Younger sister Beth Lo is a ceramic artist who created a series of handmade, hand-painted ceramic plates to illustrate her retired computer science professor Ginnie’s text! Her style, especially when depicting her characters, is somewhat reminiscent of Grandma Moses’ folksy, ‘naive’ charm, although Lo’s sense of perspective is far more advanced, especially given the rounded, circular surface she’s painting on!
I can almost imagine all the delicious foods piled high on these wondrous creations, and the magical reaction as the food disappears and the pictures are revealed … of course, I’d be a nervous wreck thinking about the potential damage to the art, but the bursting smiles of surprise just might be worth an occasional risk. Talk about a cultural dish! WOW!
Readers: Children
Published: 2012
Filed under ..Children/Picture Books, .Memoir, .Nonfiction, Chinese American
Simple Asian Meals: Irresistibly Satisfying and Healthy Dishes for the Busy Cook by Nina Simonds
At 19, Nina Simonds more or less became Asian. The New Englander dropped out of college in the 1970s and headed far east to Taiwan “to study food, language, and culture.” She was taken in by a surrogate Chinese family, in which the mother happened to be a famous cook with a cooking school staffed by some of China’s best chefs. Such serendipitous experiences would inspire Simonds to write 10 cookbooks through the decades, and make her one of the leading authorities on Asian cooking.
Her latest how-to is as much a feast for the eyes as the palate: the photography alone is mouth-watering. And yet Simonds promises to “dispel the myth that Asian cooking is too time-consuming and difficult to prepare on a daily basis.” Her pan-Asian recipes here have been updated and adapted to fit the 21st-century lifestyle, taking advantage of short-cuts (my term, not Simonds!) like organic chicken broth and ready-made sauces in order to create fast, healthy, delicious meals. With most supermarkets going global, Simonds makes stocking your pantry with Asian essentials efficient and easy.
Simonds enhances many of her recipes with the ‘food as medicine’-philosophy by adding yin-yang boxes which highlight specific ingredients for “their health-giving properties according to Chinese medicine and scientific research.” The shrimp in her “Fiery Vietnamese Hot and Sour Shrimp Soup” warms the body which increases qi. The spinach in “Wilted Spinach and Scallop Salad with Toasted Sesame Seeds” helps hydrate the body and quenches thirst. The miso that flavors “Grilled Miso Tuna” lowers the risk of heart disease, reduces menopausal symptoms, prevents cancer, and aids digestion. Even dessert can be good for you: the peaches in “Roasted Peaches with Cardamom Whipped Cream” will help replenish body fluids and help dry coughs.
Whatever ails you (or someone in your family), you just might find an antidote between these pages. Although even without miraculous cures, everyone at your dining table is sure to benefit from some delectable fare indeed.
Readers: Adult
Published: 2012
Filed under ..Adult Readers, .Nonfiction, Pan-Asian
One Red Bastard by Ed Lin + Author Interview
Ed Lin is not Robert Chow, his fictional alter ego who has starred in three of Lin’s four books. If nothing else, Lin is just too young, too happy, and too funny to resemble the Vietnam War veteran-turned Chinatown, New York City cop. The other major difference? Lin got the girl – charmer that he is – while Chow is probably going to remain single for a good long time.
This month, Chow faces his third grisly Chinatown mystery in One Red Bastard. Introduced in Lin’s second novel, This Is a Bust, Chow is the lone Chinese American policeman in 1976 New York Chinatown. Having returned from Vietnam with secrets too horrific for words, Chow can only face the inhumane aftermath of war by drowning himself in booze. While his higher-ups think he’s fit only for ribbon-cutting ceremonies and other such photo ops, Chow manages to solve his first Chinatown murder solo – it helps to speak the language! – and picks up a few true friends along the way.
Personal demons aside, the sobered-up Chow is settling well into his tough-guy-on-the-outside-caring-citizen-on-the-inside leading man role in his second title, Snakes Can’t Run. Still the token Chinese American cop in New York, Chow has finally graduated to full-time detective. When two corpses turn up under the Brooklyn Bridge, Chow’s investigation eventually leads him to chasing down immigrant smugglers – otherwise known as snakeheads – who traffic in human flesh.
Now in One Red Bastard, Chow is finally hoping to earn his gold badge, regardless of the endless obstacles some of his superiors throw his way. Chairman Mao is dead, his fourth wife and widow’s in jail, and their only daughter wants to seek asylum in the good ‘ol U.S.A. Mao’s grown-up baby girl (who hardly knew big Daddy) sends an official representative to check out her immigration prospects. Meanwhile, Chinatown is divided on what Li Na’s defection might mean to the already politically factionalized Chinese American community – especially between the Mao-supporting Communists and the Taiwan-bolstering Kuomintang.
Chow’s girlfriend, who’s working hard to establish her career as a journalist, scores the one interview with the Chinese official. Of course, he wants to meet over dinner, in his swanky Plaza Hotel room – but he swears they won’t be alone, as he has bodyguards galore. But in the wee hours, his bludgeoned body ends up dumped in Chinatown, and – surprise, surprise! – the police insist Chow’s girlfriend was the last person to see the foreign official alive…
Okay, so spill it… Which side are you on? KMT? Commies?
I never pick sides! Well, shoot, let’s remember that the KMT and Commies have been really good friends and terrible enemies at times over the years. It was a coalition of Chinese nationalists, Republicans, and Socialists that brought down the last “Chinese” dynasty, the Qing, in 1912. I put that in quotations because it was a foreign dynasty founded and run by the evil Jurchens [an ethnic group who inhabited present-day Northeast China, who adopted the name "Manchu" in the 17th century] who colonized China and treated ethnic Chinese people like second-class citizens over the 250 years-plus of their reign. Members of my family have been a part of the Commies, the KMT, and the native Taiwanese movements. It always helps to have more than one membership card in your wallet. Even better to belong to a few secret societies, too. You never know when the wind’s gonna change. Look at what great buddies the KMT and Commies are right now, agreeing about how Taiwan is an inalienable part of China. Phooey!
And how did you choose Mao’s youngest daughter – and only child with his infamous fourth wife, Jiang Qing, Ms. One-Quarter-of-the-Gang-of-Four – as your focal point for Red?
People always talk about how cunning Mao was, but what about that Jiang Qing? She was an actress early on, and you can never trust them. They lie. Like Mao, Jiang changed names and traded up with partners and spouses when it was expedient. I wondered what life has been like for Li Na, the daughter of Mao and Jiang, who spent her early life hidden away with distant relatives. (She is 71 or 72 now.) She has lived a quiet life, and only a handful of old photographs exist, which is a little strange for the sole offspring of two of the most infamous people in modern Chinese history. I’ll bet that Li wanted to get away from it all at some point. She would have wanted to give America a shot since it was the most fascinating country to Chinese people after Nixon’s visit.
Does this upcoming trip to Taiwan have anything to do with your affiliations?
Sorta. I haven’t been to the island in years and I want to see what’s up. I’m going hardcore Taipei, since I’ve never really been to that city. My father’s family is from central Taiwan, a real benshengren stronghold. They are Taiwanese who originally came over from China centuries ago, as opposed to the Johnnies-come-lately waishengren who washed up on Taiwan at the end of the Chinese civil war in 1949. There have been all kinds of tensions over the years between the benshenren and waishengren, not to mention the Hakka people and indigenous Taiwanese. My trip is a vacation in the disguise of research for another book. On a different note, I discovered that there is a university in Beijing that has an Asian American literary department. I’m going there in June to deliver the keynote address for their conference.
I don’t want to allow any spoilers, but who’s the “one red bastard”? Uhh… lots and lots of “red” bad guys, but you’re sort of leading your readers astray on purpose, aren’t you? ‘Fess up!
It’s a mix of “red” herrings with the literal and figurative meanings of “bastard.” I love to trick people. It makes me feel smart. [... click here for more]
Interview: Feature: “An Interview with Ed Lin,” Bookslut.com, May 2012
Readers: Adult
Published: 2012
Filed under ..Adult Readers, .Fiction, Chinese American
Nature Girl by Carl Hiaasen
Who knows how it happened, but Carl Hiaasen has become my latest reliable antidote to combat the seemingly neverending succession of death and destruction horror titles I’ve been relentlessly reading either by assignment or by choice. Admittedly, many of them have been utterly amazing, but sometimes I just need to shake my head of the gore and let out a guffaw.
Hiaasen’s books for oldsters are not unlike his highly entertaining formulaic titles for younger readers – he’s definitely got the ‘don’t fix what ain’t broke’-theory perfected! His adult titles add a little more sex, a lot more cursing … and, even if they’re not particularly plausible and somewhat predictable, their goofball fun-factor keeps you giggling and laughing.
In Nature Girl, three narrative threads quickly combine for quite the rollicking romp through Florida’s Ten Thousand Islands off southwest Florida’s coast. Sammy Tigertail, a hapa Native American born Chad McQueen, buries a dead man in a river and tries to recover his ancestral roots. Honey Santana, a divorced mother who hears bad pop music in her head, cooks up a preposterous plan to teach a rude telemarketer a lesson he’ll never forget. Boyd Shreave decides to prove to his statuesque mistress – whose last adulterous lover murdered his wife for her! – that he’s not some boring distraction by buying a tacky new wardrobe and presenting her with airline tickets for a Florida vacation. Let the collisions begin …!
Crazy antics abound, including digit-amputating crabs, helicopter rescues, a talking corpse, mating lizards, and an undercover detective who manages to get shot. In between the eye-rolling, you’ll be chuckling along as one nutty adventure compounds another, disintegrating body parts and all!
Readers: Adult
Published: 2006
Filed under ..Adult Readers, .Audio, .Fiction, Nonethnic-specific
All Woman and Springtime by Brandon W. Jones
Just as North Korea’s presence in news headlines has proliferated of late – thanks to the installation of the third-generation round-faced despot; nuclear tests; failed missiles; blatant threats – book shelves, too, have seen an increase in North Korea-themed titles, predominantly written by non-Korean authors.
In the non-fiction section, if Guy Delisle’s 2005 graphic memoir, Pyongyang: A Journey in North Korea, was entertainingly surreal, then Blaine Harden’s Escape from Camp 14: One Man’s Remarkable Odyssey from North Korea to Freedom in the West, which debuted last month, proved to be the most inhumanely devastating. Barbara Demick’s lauded 2010 National Book Award nonfiction finalist, Nothing to Envy: Ordinary Lives in North Korea, offered something in between uncomfortably comic and unrelenting shockfest.
In fiction, if Jeff Talarigo’s 2008 The Ginseng Hunter was the most luminous about tortured North Korean lives, then Adam Johnson’s stupendous recent bestseller The Orphan Master’s Son was surely the most harrowing. Somewhere within that horror spectrum emerges the latest North Korea-focused title, All Woman and Springtime, by Brandon W. Jones, a debut novel out this month.
In a North Korean orphanage, two teenage girls become unlikely friends. Withdrawn Gyung-ho (named after a boy because her parents so wanted a son) is her family’s only survivor of prison camp. Irreverent Il-Sun, who would have had a privileged life had her mother not died, is for Gyung-ho the quintessential “all woman and springtime, the embodiment of feminine beauty.”
Under the portraits of Great Leader Kim Il-sung and his son Dear Leader Kim Jong-il, the girls toil as trouser seamstresses. In the book’s opening paragraph, Gyung-ho intently watches the “paradox of sewing, that such brutality could bind two things together.” That “methodic violence” Gyung-ho observes will play out through almost 400 pages, leaving such desolation that even the deus ex machina-ending – in equal measures longed-for and implausible – will provide little relief.
Il-Sun’s rebellious need to escape the daily drudgery of the orphanage and factory lands her into the arms of a less-than-honorable young man. She’s forced to flee – with Gyung-ho literally in tow – setting in motion a tortuous odyssey of sexual slavery first in Seoul, then in Seattle, Washington. Before they cross the DMZ, the two become three, joined by brash young Cho, already an experienced “flower-selling girl” – a prostitute – at 19. Before they cross the Pacific, they will add another when brave Jasmine, already trapped for five years in the heinous business, is ordered to indoctrinate the new girls into their dead-end future.
Amidst constant debasement, each relies on scant personal resources to survive – Gyung-ho, detachment; Il-Sun, vanity; Cho, experience; Jasmine, desperation.
As a story, “All Woman and Springtime” is unfortunately driven by predictable extremes: All women are victims and (with the exception of three minor characters) all men are victimizers. Whether in North Korea, South Korea, or the United States, sex is the universal weapon that keeps women and men viciously polarized.
As a writer, Jones’s lucid prose provides brief reprieves from the constant brutality – he can certainly craft elegant, quote-worthy sentences: “This path of survival, and that path of happiness, did not cross,” or “There was never any plan for the future, only a plan to live until the end of the day,” and “The enemy, she decided, was not the communist or the imperialist, but the lack of understanding between them.” Regrettably, Jones occasionally falls into clichéd romance-speak with “She was a girl with a beating heart who had fully capitulated to some unseen suffering, but whose essence still throbbed beneath the surface,” or irregular 21st-century American teenage vernacular with “I’m just saying.” Perhaps a result of lost-in-translation moments, he shortens Gyong-ho’s name to “Gi” (stuttered, the sound would be a single-syllabic repetition of ‘gyuh, gyuh, gyuh’) and awkwardly uses “teacup” as a term of endearment (in Korean, ‘chajan’ just doesn’t work like ‘sweetie,’ or even ‘cookie’).
In early publicity materials – for better or for worse – All Woman and Springtime is being compared to Memoirs of a Geisha, the exoticized bestseller for which Arthur Golden and his publisher settled out of court after being sued for breach of contract and character defamation by Mineko Iwasaki whose real-life story Golden (mis)portrayed. Readers similar to those who bought Memoirs of a Geisha might also make All Woman and Springtime a bestselling page-turner, although to read of one ghastly violation after another is a dark, draining experience.
Perhaps the best – only? – way to experience this novel can be be found in the words of one of its unfortunate characters: “… that being a witness, she was involved, and being involved, she had a responsibility to act.”
Review: Christian Science Monitor, May 3, 2012
Readers: Adult
Published: 2012
Filed under ..Adult Readers, .Fiction, Korean, Nonethnic-specific, North Korean
Peiling and the Chicken-Fried Christmas by Pauline Chen
Don’t let the seasonal title fool you … this is one those sweet timeless stories about the adolescent need to belong. Peiling is American. Her parents, in spite of what their passports say, consider themselves Taiwanese. Like most 11-year-olds, Peiling wants to be just like everyone else. With the impending winter holidays, all the other kids are talking about Christmas. But that’s not a holiday that the Wang family ever celebrates.
This year, Peiling wants more than anything to experience the whole Christmas shebang. Somehow she manages to convince her reluctant parents to agree to the mistletoe, tree, stockings, and even hosting a traditional (American) holiday meal for the whole extended Wang clan … plus a surprise guest. Somehow, the celebration is not what Peiling expected: who marinates their turkey in ginger and soy sauce, puts longyan in their salads, sings karaoke instead of “Jingle Bells,” and plays mahjong on Christmas anyway?
Of course, Peiling will need a little help getting over her disappointments and frustrations. Good friends and caring teachers are always important, but so is one’s own sense of accomplishment, which Peiling gets to test in herself when she’s promoted from understudy to starring role in the upcoming school play.
In a little over a hundred pages, Chen manages to weave in multiple multicultural lessons, generational conflicts, issues with assimilation, challenging relationships in school, and even a budding romance. And while she might offend just a few conservative Christians over the complete secularization of a holy day, they can merely be reminded that such judgment might not be in the proper spirit.
Tidbit: I picked up Peiling last week because I was assigned Chen’s upcoming adult novel (sneak peek: WOW!) to review for one of my regular publications [I always try to read previous titles before writing reviews.]. For the adult market, Chen includes a middle initial – Pauline A. Chen – perhaps to distinguish herself from Pauline W. Chen who wrote the lauded Final Exam: A Surgeon’s Reflections on Mortality. Amazingly enough, both share Harvard and Yale credentials, as well as the Dr. title – PhD for A., medical for W. So many accomplished Pauline Chens out there indeed!
Readers: Middle Grade
Published: 2007
Birdie Flies Away | Pararillo se va volando by Kat Aragon, illustrated by Andrea Yomtob
Billed as “the nation’s only bilingual children’s book publisher dedicated to Parent Involvement,” Lectura Books is actively working to change some startling statistics: One in four children under age 5 is Hispanic/Latino, but according to the Department of Education, whose who identify as Hispanic or Latino have the lowest educational attainment in the United States.
Literacy, of course, is paramount to easing the path to achievement, and the folks at Lectura Books are well aware that both parents and children need to be working together. To encourage generational involvement, Lectura presents five new titles in May (tomorrow, already!), that offer easy-to-read stories in both English and Spanish on the same page. “Reading bilingual books is one of the most effective ways to acquire transferable literacy skills,” explains Lectura publisher Katherine Del Monte on the company’s website. “Bilingual books are a win-win situation for parents, children and schools.”
Of the upcoming new titles, Birdie Flies Away, is a personal favorite for its adorable story of can-do independence, regardless of size, but even more so because of its enchanting illustrations by Andrea Yomtob. A little girl keeps a regular watch on a family of birds from her window – Mama, Papa, and their four babies. As each of the little birds grow, one by one, they set out to test their wings … but always come back to the nest. Only baby Birdie stays nest-bound, perfectly happy to remain warm and coddled. But even he eventually will make the great leap …
Yomtob distinguishes each of the birds with unique little details – from feather-bows to tiny little spectacles, to a ladybug buddy who never goes far. Mama and Papa are delightfully comical, perched on the branch together, ready with maps and binoculars literally searching high and low for their avian offspring. Kudos indeed to Yomtob for creating such birdie personalities that jump off the page, making the reading adventure that much more entertaining.
One tiny detail that needs correcting: page 22 has a typo in ‘binoculars,’ but hopefully many editions are in the publisher’s future, so an easy fix should be forthcoming.
Readers: Children
Published: 2012
Filed under ..Children/Picture Books, .Bilingual, .Fiction, Latino/a

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