Every seven
years, the towns sacrifice their sick and disabled. No one has ever survived
the angels’ harvest. Until now.
“Every seven
years, seven persons from each of the ten towns must go into the desert, where
they will enter into the realm of Elovah, their God.”
No one knows
exactly what happens to these seventy Tithes, but everyone knows who: the
“unworkables,” those with differing physical and mental capacities. Joshua
Barstow, raised for twenty years among her town’s holy women, is one of these
seventy Tithes. She is joined by the effervescent Lynna, the scholarly Avery,
and the amoral Blue, a man who has spent most of his life in total solitude.
Each night, an
angel swoops down to take one of their numbers. Each night, that is, except the
first, when the angel touches Josh… and leaves her. What is so special about
Josh? She doesn’t feel special; she feels like a woman trying to survive while
finally learning the meanings of friendship, community, and love.
How funny that
she had to be sacrificed to find reasons to live.
Politically
Personal Characters
By Elle Hill
The Tithe’s dedication reads “To
all people with differing physical and mental appearances and capacities. We
deserve a story in which we’re the heroes.”
Truth is, I’m tired
of reading about characters who don’t look and think like my loved ones and me.
Since I’m a writer and the god of my own, tiny, made-up universes (it’s good to
be queen!), I realized I have the power to, as the way-overused quote says, be
the change I want to see in the world. As a result, The Tithe is
fundamentally a story about what it means to be “normal” and who bears the
brunt of this distinction.
Joshua Barstow is our
story’s shero and main character. She’s a twenty-year-old woman raised by the
town’s imrabi, or holy women. She served as their “library caretaker” for six
years before being sacrificed as a Tithe. She’s fiercely smart, inquisitive,
and prickly. She’s never before experienced friendship, intimacy, or much of
anything beyond pity or respect for her mad librarian skills. Her character arc
includes coming to terms with her disability, Charcot
Marie Tooth Syndrome, which causes her constant foot and leg pain and makes
walking difficult. Like all the Tithes, she knows she has little time left
before the angels harvest her, and she uses it to explore friendship, romance,
and what it means to belong.
In this novel, the
heroes are people with differing physical and cognitive abilities. They’re
social scapegoats, those burdened with the sins of their peers and sacrificed
to maintain the desert towns’ fragile “utopia.” And while I can neither confirm
nor deny them, rumors abound that The Tithe contains a subtle message
about how contemporary Westerners treat people of various dis/abilities. Ahem.
Several years ago, when I first started writing, everyone advised me to
avoid politics and make my novels as bland as rice pudding. I have my PhD in
sociology, wrote my dissertation on the politics of fat, and have published and
performed pretty punch-packing political poetry. Erasing politics from my
creative endeavors didn’t come naturally to me, but I somehow managed.
I’ve since recovered. For The Tithe, I figured if I was writing a
fundamentally sociological novel that explores social mores, governmental
structures, and religious institutions, there was no way I could divorce myself
from my politics. And you know what? Letting myself explore this universe – its
version of utopia, its familial structures, the discrimination against its most
fragile citizens, its policing of sexuality and reproduction, the very nature
of religious belief systems -- was absolutely the best part of writing this
novel.
Joshua Barstow is a
fully-fleshed, complicated character all her own. She’s curmudgeonly,
sensitive, compassionate, and introverted. She’s the Tithes’ ultimate spiritual
leader. Josh is someone who snaps at someone to stop treating her like an
invalid and then throws herself in front of danger to save them. As rich as she
is as a person, she also serves a political purpose -- mine. Josh has Charcot
Marie Tooth Syndrome and, in spite of being the best library caretaker the imrabi
have ever known, is sacrificed for the “good” of the town. She is a breathing,
complex character and a vehicle through whom I explore the politics of
disabilities and the effects of a utopian theocracy.
As the feminists are
wont to say, the personal is always political, right?
EXCERPT:
“I
don’t want to die.” The words surprised her, spinning so artlessly from her
lips.
“I
don’t want you to die,” Blue agreed.
“What
about you?” Josh whispered.
He
didn’t respond for a long moment. “It doesn’t much matter, I guess.”
“Of
course it matters!”
“If
you say so,” he said.
“Blue,”
she began, and then stopped. “Blue, why? Aren’t you scared?”
His
blue eyes remained completely empty. Had his mouth not moved, she might think
him a statue. “No.”
“Why?”
“Because
I don’t matter. I’ve spent my life existing. Sometimes I think the best thing
humanity does is provide sustenance for bacteria and other symbiotes. And then
there was here. And you, Joshua Barstow.”
“I’m
not special,” she insisted.
“You
exist so grandly, so loudly, I can feel you. The air trembles around you. You
walk through a room and atoms collide. Everyone here can feel the greatness of
your being. They may love you or despise you or want you to lead them, but
everyone notices you.”
She
exhaled a startled breath. Blue, her friend, her bodyguard, her
socially-backward philosopher. Her hand moved to his hair, smoothing through
its knots. When her voice returned, she told him, “You matter, Blue.”
“I
don’t,” he said gently, as if imparting an uncomfortable truth to a child.
“You
matter a lot to me,” she carefully enunciated, unsnarling a particularly
knotted tangle.
“Well,
then.”
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Born in Idaho during the
height of disco, Elle Hill now chicken-pecks at the keyboard while rocking out
to Donna Summer and KC and the Sunshine Band. She worked in Idaho for several
years as a secretary and journalist before moving to California and selling her
soul to academia. After receiving her PhD in Sociology, Elle Hill became a
not-so-mild-mannered college instructor by night and a community activist
during the remainder of her waking hours. Always a journalist and writer at
heart, one of her favorite pastimes includes publishing commentary on the
political and social state of the world; some of her thoughts are posted on her
blog at ellehillauthor.blogspot.com.
Elle welcomes visitors to
her website at www.ellehill.com. She also
urges everyone to become a superhero and adopt their next non-human companion
from a local animal shelter.
Website: http://www.ellehill.com
Twitter: @ellehillauthor
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