Clues to your own demise are more plentiful than you might think. The people who founded Pompeii had built their settlement on a prehistoric lava flow from the same volcano that was fated to bury the place forever. The city walls trace the edge of that lava stream, giving the hill town its oval shape and tilting aspect, starting high at the Porta del Vesuvio and sloping down to the Porta di Stabia. The founders chose to build their city as compactly as possible, so that it could be defended against human threats. Meanwhile, the real threat loomed above them, its reassuringly green slopes planted with vineyards in quincunx formation, pleasing to gaze upon.
Almost twenty years after forbidding him to contact her, Vita receives an email from her old benefactor, Royce. Once, she was one of his brightest protégées; now her career has stalled and Royce is ailing, and each has a need to settle accounts.
Beyond their murky shared history, both have lost beloveds, one to an untimely death, another to a strange disappearance. And both are trying to free themselves from deeper pasts, Vita from the inheritance of her birthplace, Royce from the grip of the ancient city of Pompeii and the secrets of the Garden of the Fugitives. Between what's been repressed and what has been excavated are disturbances that reach back through decades, even centuries.
Addictive and unsettling, In the Garden of the Fugitives is a masterpiece of duplicity and counterplay, as brilliantly illumination as it is surprising - about the obscure workings of guilt in the human psyche, the compulsion to create, and the dangerous morphing of desire into control.
“In a novel unabashedly about ideas, Dovey does not shy away from bluntly confronting big questions head-on, and yet – a testament to her skill – the book, while trembling with meaning, is neither obvious nor cumbersome but unsettlingly alive. Sweeping both geographically and intellectually; a literary page-turner.”
“A marvel of tone and texture . . . A novel that holds itself suspended between an intellectual suspicion of the form’s ability to transmit truth and a revelling in the possibilities it still holds for doing so. The personal and the political, the intimate self and the national whole, the deep past and the tiny sliver of present we inhabit are all concentrated in these pages. If, as Freud once said, the stones of antiquity speak to us, then Dovey is their exemplary oracle.”
“Splendidly sinister . . . The novel is richly imagined and Dovey is a terrific writer.”
- Herald Sun
“[Dovey] is one of the most exciting writers working in Australia today . . . An expansive and exploratory novel . . . genuinely bold and original . . . In the Garden of the Fugitives is a remarkable book and its author is a star.”