By Daryl Gregory
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Reviewed by Sarah Nagelbush, Adult Librarian
Daryl Gregory’s novel is not about drug use, religion or the future … Or, technically, it’s about all of these things. But it’s also about relationships, love, what it means to be alive and breathing. But at its heart (and it does have one of those, a rather big one, too), Afterparty is about what’s real.
Most of the novel is told from Lyda’s point of view. She’s a partial creator of a drug which seems to be making an appearance on the street. This drug, originally created to be helpful, has the strangest result from an overdose – a person gets religion. But, if it’s caused by a drug, is that religion at all? Lyda doesn’t think so, after all, the god she sees is a hallucination.
As one of the creators of the drug, Lyda’s determined to stop its spread. There’s only one problem: she’s in a mental hospital.
Afterparty follows Lyda on her journey – of love, self-discovery, loathing, redemption and, ultimately, the truth. Gregory sprinkles the story with a few cleverly written pop culture references as well as additional points of view. He picks many of our side characters and turns them, if briefly, into main characters. He gives us just enough clues to lead us to the answers that Lyda’s searching for (some many find them before she does, though I didn’t).
The book blew my mind in a few places. The world that Lyda lives in is close enough to our own that, aside from the ability to print drugs on demand, it could be our own. But at its heart, it’s a science fiction novel (which is where you’ll find it on our shelves). Afterparty is reminiscent of William Gibson’s (informal) series: Blue Ant Trilogy and Kim Stanley Robinson’s Science in the Capital series (near-future science fiction that takes place in worlds similar to our own – I highly recommend both of these series).
Gregory’s book is clever and entertaining, but it’s a little deeper than that. We’re given a close look at our future (although the novel is mostly set in Canada, it could be, in some ways, any technologically advance country/large city) and it’s not pretty. But Afterparty is not devoid of hope -- we do find an answer to what’s real and we’re left wondering if it even matters at all.