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OFF THE YOGA MAT by Corey Mesler

OFF THE YOGA MAT

by Corey MeslerCheryl J. Fish

Pub Date: Oct. 20th, 2022
ISBN: 978-1-60489-308-3
Publisher: Livingston Press

Three adults form and navigate their desires in this debut novel.

Nate Dart meets Lulu Betancourt when he takes her yoga class. It’s 1999, and Nate and his girlfriend, Nora Lester, are both approaching 40. Their relationship is at a crossroads: She wants to have a baby, and he’s focused on his thesis. When Nora gets the opportunity to go to Finland to work for Nokia (one of many winking Y2K references), she jumps at it, and they break up. Lulu has been having nightmares related to her traumatic childhood with an alcoholic father. Nora, meanwhile, searches while on her first trip to Europe for a partner who’s willing to have a baby. Soon Lulu and Nate find themselves sharing more than a yoga class, and they do genuinely complement each other. The most entertaining thread in the novel, which unfolds from the trio’s alternating perspectives, is that of Nora’s experiences with the carousel of suitors she encounters on her fish-out-of-water quest to get pregnant. Nate’s story is the least compelling; he struggles to give his scholarly work some measure of emotional insight while examining his own emotional blockages. Often he doesn’t seem like a worthy partner for either Lulu or Nora. Lulu’s personal journey to cope with her past, which includes a trip to New Orleans to connect with her mother’s African American family, overshadows her romantic life. Fish has created some interesting dynamics of adulthood amid Y2K tension, and she ably explores the shifting nature of relationships without casting anyone as the villain. Ultimately, each finds their own way without sabotaging anyone else’s happiness. Toward the conclusion, Fish tends to rush the character development, with exposition that distances us from Lulu, Nora, and Nate as they tie up loose ends, though cheeky bouts of dialogue abound: “Tell Offendorf he’s an unethical slut” and “I thank the god of hormones for our chemistry.”

A cozy, if tepid, story of self-reflection and growth—with a little yoga.