The Tenth Circle by Jodi Picoult – a convoluted tale of family, date rape, infidelity, lies, deceit.
Just in case you think all I read is Harry Potter ….
A Short Synopsis (from www.jodipicoult.com)
“When Daniel Stone was a child, he was the only white boy in a native Eskimo village where his mother taught, and he was teased mercilessly because he was different. He fought back, (becoming)the baddest of the bad kids: stealing, drinking, robbing and cheating his way out of the Alaskan bush – where he honed his artistic talent, fell in love with a girl and got her pregnant. To become part of a family, he reinvented himself – jettisoning all that anger to become a docile, devoted husband and father. Fifteen years later, when we meet Daniel again, he is a comic book artist. His wife teaches Dante’s Inferno at a local college; his daughter, Trixie, is the light of his life – and a girl who only knows her father as the even-tempered, mild-mannered man he has been her whole life. Until, that is, she is date raped…and Daniel finds himself struggling, again, with a powerlessness and a rage that may not just swallow him whole, but destroy his family and his future.”
I’ve read this book twice now. The first time, straight-through in one night staying up much past my bedtime. The second time in chunks which were read slowly and savored … much like a sucking candy twirled on the tongue (to borrow a concept from the novel).
The story itself:
This is a multi-facted story. As it opens we meet Daniel who has devoted himself to his wife and child and is now just watching it all drift away. His wife, Laura, is home less and less and is removed and distant when she is present. His daughter, Trixie, is growing up and coping with a broken heart for the very first time.
One night (coincidently while Laura is with her lover, Seth) Trixie goes to a party at her friend Zephyr’s house with the intention of flirting with all the boys and making her ex-boyfriend Jason jealous enough to want her back. However at the night’s end she comes home disheveled, with clothing torn, accusing her ex of rape.
And, if you’ll pardon the cliche … all Hell breaks loose.
The good
Lots of rich evocative language painting emotion and scenery with equal skill.
Having each of the three major characters change so dramatically over the course of the book took a great dela of skill to keep it feeling realistic and believable.
Graphic novel pages depicting the character Daniel’s comic book in progess as it changes to reflect the real life horror that had bled into his daily life.
All too brief glimpses of Innuit culture.
Scary glimpses of teenage party activities — I consider myself duly warned and my daughter may never go to a party, ever … seriously … I may just mean it.
The skillful way that Ms. Picoult illustrates love … first love, passionate love, illicit love, love at first sight, love that we are so comfortable with that it is almost dull. She manages to convey tender moments that touch your heart as well as the other moments that break it.
The ex-boyfriend, the alleged rapist, is portrayed very vividly. There are moments you hate him and moments you feel sorry for him. There are even moments when you “look at him” and wonder who’s side you’re on in this battle of he said/she said.
The bad
Too much emphasis on Dante’s Inferno and it’s 9 levels of Hell. After the first couple of chapters I got it. They were each in Hell … in a way of their own making … and without escape they could only plod through and hope to come out the other side.
While the multiple storylines do all pull together at the end (for the most part) I was often finding myself distracted by the constant jumping about in time and space …
The down and dirty
I’ll admit that at first read this book made me angry because one of the main storylines is Trixie’s ever-changing version of the events of the night in question. It felt like the book was turning a victim into a criminal.
However upon re-reading I have changed my position mainly because I found myself more and more placing myself in Trixie’s shoes … in her place … wondering what I would do under those circumstances.
Could I, in an exam room with my father present honestly answer a question about previous sexual experience?
What would I do if I woke up to someone I loved having sex with me, sex that I never consented to?
This is a beautiful book at times. It also has moments of deep emotion. While the rape itself is never actually depicted aside from flashes and bits and pieces (mainly because Trixie’s own memory of that night is similarly disjointed) the affects of that rape are clearly illustrated.
The most disturbing part for me was the town’s outcry .. not against the alleged rapist, but against the victim who MUST be lying because the golden boy of the town (bright, talented, and beautiful) could not possibly be capable of such an act.
Another part that disturbs me is that this book, very purposefully, keeps moving the line that defines rape.
Is it rape if the girl dressed provocatively?
Is it rape is the girl was flirting with other boys?
Is it rape if the girl acquiessed to kissing and touching?
Is it rape if the girl never actually says no out loud and only tries and fails to get away?
The long and short of it
Is it worth reading? Yes … but read it slowly … while the side-plots seem to be distracting they do all play in to the conclusion. And I give credit to Ms. Picoult for keeping me guessing until the very end.

The Tenth Circle: A Novel
Written by Mama KellyTags:book review