Excellent read. ( )

Believable characters, interesting structure, great sense of place. ( )

An engaging and incredibly touching novel: Gayle Brandeis, winner of the Bellwether Prize for Fiction in Support of a Literature of Social Change (THE BOOK OF DEAD BIRDS), has penned another novel that is both engaging as a story and timely in subject matter. In it, she expertly flings a cartload of characters searching for love, security and identity into a melting pot infused with political upheaval, fear and post-9/11 muck. The result is a book that is both chaotic and solid, frightening and incredibly touching.

Aptly titled SELF STORAGE, the narrative focuses on the business of the self and how we as humans store the "stuff" that makes up both our inner core and our external appearance, using Walt Whitman's gorgeous LEAVES OF GRASS/"Song of Myself" as its guide. All the main characters struggle valiantly with this process --- some successful, others not --- in order to define what of themselves is private and what can be shared openly with others. The book also addresses identity on a larger scale, and confronts both how we relate to others in our surrounding communities and how we receive and are perceived in the world. Given that the story takes place in our contemporary, war-torn world, the white characters have a much more carefree, privileged outlook on life and its prospects, while the Arabs are relegated to prejudicial treatment, confinement and secrecy.

In brief, SELF STORAGE is a post-gloom-and-doom/pre-sorted out tale of two families thrown together just months after the Twin Towers' demise. Twenty-eight-year-old Flan (Flannery) Parker, her husband (Shae) and two young children (Nori and Noodle) are barely scraping by in their shoddy university housing complex in Riverside, California. Flan makes her living buying booty from auctions and unclaimed storage units and reselling it on eBay or at garage sales, while Shae fumbles away at his hopelessly pretentious dissertation ("Hands on the Joystick: Televisual Abstractionism and the Postnarrative Origins of Virtual Selfhood"). The Parkers sleep together in one room, mattresses strewn across the floor --- a symbol, perhaps, of their slim grasp on security and lack of incentive to do anything about it (without any real consequences).

Meanwhile, their neighbors live an entirely different existence. Émigrés from Afghanistan, the Suleimans barely leave their house; when they do, they are shrouded in what seems like a veil of mystery --- most likely brought on by Mrs. Suleiman's (Sodaba's) burqa. They don't participate in the housing complex's dinner gatherings, rarely look any of their neighbors in the eye, and basically keep their strict traditions and their opinions to themselves for fear of persecution. But when a near-fatal accident occurs (Sodaba accidentally runs over Flan's youngest child, Nori), pitting Flan and Sodaba together on opposite sides of a near-homicide investigation, the two women (and their cultures) become connected in a way never thought possible.

At times, Flan's mission to "save" Sodaba from almost-definite deportation after the accident by driving her to a friend's house in the woods seems a bit too pie-in-the-sky. Some readers might question Flan's altruistic motives and her willingness to put her family on the line in order to save a virtual stranger (especially one who ran over her child), despite Brandeis's efforts to convince us otherwise. Nevertheless, this dilemma raises weighty questions about how far one might be willing to go to help another human being, despite his or her differences.

Above all, SELF STORAGE is an in-depth (if slightly scattered) study of persons displaced --- within themselves, with their neighbors and in the world at large --- and of their gallant efforts to find their way home. Brandeis's emphasis on Whitman's sentiments and the gorgeous selections from "Song of Myself" sprinkled throughout are a gift, and readers will delight in the pages of poetic excerpts included at the end.

--- Reviewed by Alexis Burling

Excerpt from www.HomeGirl.typepad.com:
Her agent sent this book to me a few months ago. I read this over two days while my son napped. For two days, I was watching the clock, just waiting for him to go to sleep so I could read. I was a bit disappointed with the ending only because I wanted to know what happened next, which is of course a good thing, but I really wanted at least another chapter. Flan is a little horny--wanting to kiss everything that breathed--but it's part of what makes the novel so good.

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A young mom whose life is in limbo gets the chance to reinvent herself in this affecting novel. Flan Parker is stuck in graduate student housing with her self-absorbed husband and two kids, she makes ends meet by bidding on unpaid self-storage boxes at auctions and reselling its contents. After winning a box that only has an address and a slip of paper that says "Yes" on it, she's determined to start a quest of her own. Reading Walt Whitman's Leaves of Grass constantly for guidance and inspiration, she learns more and more about herself along the way. Her bravado may cost her and her family more than she bargained for, however, when her curiosity about a burqa-clad Afghan neighbor lead to a dangerous predicament that may test her faith to the limit. ( )