The Winners at the Ockhams — a Note from Stella

I’m reposting my review of Delirious by Damien Wilkins this week. Delirious took out the coveted Acorn this week! If you don’t know what that is and didn’t notice the biggest event on the book industry calendar, then it’s time to take note. The Ockhams are our annual book awards, a celebration of writing and publishing in Aotearoa and home to the prestigious $65,000 Jann Medlicott Acorn Prize for Fiction. Congratulations to Damien and the other award winners! Publishing in a small country is hard work, and we are lucky to have a rich and diverse literary culture. However, this can’t happen on merely good wishes, a few prizes, and ever-dwindling funding streams. Those who work in the book trade — publishers, reviewers, booksellers, authors — are highly committed, but all this doesn’t happen in a vacuum. So: celebrate in the best way by buying a book. Aotearoa authors, booksellers and publishers exist only with your support. Thank you, readers!

Review:

Mary and Pete are sorting things out. They are going to make the ‘big move’. Time to downsize, to choose low maintenance over steps one may tumble down. Mary knows Pete’s heart isn’t up to it. Pete knows Mary’s state of mind is tentative. So, no choice really. Or is there? Damien Wilkins’s Delirious is a spotlight on that thing that looms for all of us — old age. A novel on ageing and the problems this conjures, whether practical or philosophical, doesn’t sound very promising. Think again. Wilkins uses his exceptional craft as a writer, a sharp analysis of human behaviour, and an observant eye to bring us a thoughtful novel. One rich in emotion, without being cloying. In these pages are grief and loss: for Mary a phone call triggers a trauma from the past — a trauma which neither she nor Pete have fully resolved. Here is Mary, ex-cop, unsure how to proceed. Here is Pete, ex-librarian, searching for the right words. This is a novel with a heart that beats and not all the beats are the same. Take Pete’s mother. In dementia, Margaret finds an escape, of sorts. An escape from her overbearing husband and from conformity. Her mind’s slippage is both frightening and hilarious. 
Mary and Pete are the every-people: people you know and maybe who you are. They are what we might call average. Mary’s a bit more aloof than Pete. Pete’s keen on helping out. The community that revolves around them, friends, family, colleagues and neighbours are all set up a little by Wilkins. Delirious takes a gentle poke at our society, and a less subtle, but delightfully funny, dig at ‘the village’. From Mary’s ex-boss perfecting his bowling, to the snide comments of the narrow-minded, to the heat-pump “we will never have one of those”, to the new but not quite right interior decor, there is something about the retirement village that doesn’t encourage the couple to unpack their boxes. What they don’t say — especially to each other — and don’t do underscores much of the novel. Then something changes. Mary and Pete will make the big move, but not the one you or they expected. 
Delirious is by turns sad and funny. It’s profoundly honest about ageing and caring for others in illness, and all the dilemmas this poses, yet cleverly balances this poignancy with sly satire.