As far as I can tell, the only time I've written about Erickson before is in 2007, about his previous novel Zeroville
Erickson could be the American J.G. Ballard -- his obsessions and imagery is different, but he's equally captured by his own imagination and driven to write surrealistic, fantasy-tinged versions of his homeland to work out the differences between how the world does work and how it should work. All of his books have unlikely and fantastic elements -- near-future dystopia, the career of Hitler's private pornographer, a hero who only parrots back the last opinion he's heard, lakes suddenly appearing in downtown Los Angeles -- and a sense of America as a land of myth and possibility. (Not a perfect land by any means, but a land containing wonders and vastness.)
These Dreams of You
But Dreams then sends Zan and his family away from that home and America -- first he gets an offer to give a very remunerative lecture at a London college (set up, perhaps out of guilt, by an ex-lover of Viv's), and then questions about Sheba's mother sends members of the family to Ethiopia and Berlin. Dreams's plot is a whirlpool, spiraling out of control and dragging the members of the Nordhoc family away from each other before they finally can pull themselves together. Along the way, Erickson is as thematically focused on what it means to be an American now -- during a major financial crisis, thrilled by the first black President, representing your country abroad after a decade of wars of choice -- and how Zan and Viv live up or down to those possibilities.
These Dreams of You is one of Erickson's most accessible novels, without major intrusions of the fantastic or complicated structures, while still acting like a stream of consciousness blast straight from the heart of America to the world. Erickson cares passionately about what America is and means, and has once again embodied what the world is like today into a fabulous, compelling fictional form.
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