Sex is Forbidden
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Sex is forbidden at the Dasgupta Institute. So what is the sparkling, magnetically attractive Beth Marriot doing here? Beth is fighting demons: a catastrophic series of events has undermined all prospect of happiness. Trauma leaves her no alternative but to bury herself in the austere asceticism of a community that wakes at 4am, doesn't permit eye contact, let alone speech, and keeps men and women strictly segregated. But the curious self dies hard. Conflicted and wayward, Beth stumbles on a diary and cannot keep away from it, or the man who wrote it.
Originally published with the title The Server
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Set in a contemporary Buddhist retreat, this sluggish novel by Parks (Europa) reflects on one women's quest for self-purification, despite her love of trouble. Beth Marriot has escaped to Dasgupta Institute to forget her destructive love affairs, events we learn about through a series of disjointed flashbacks. There was the dependable Carl who adored her, but the unavailable and much older artist Jonathan had more of her heart through we don't get to know either well enough to care about this love triangle. As Beth stalls in her decision between these two lovers, her recklessness causes a fatal accident that causes her to flee to Dasgupta. Working as a server at a Buddhist retreat, where contact with the opposite sex is forbidden, Beth is forced to confront the "painful formations of the mind, sankharas." But even as she's meditating on how to emulate the stoic retreat leader, Mi Nu Wai, she is sneaking into a male guest's room to read his diary, finding solace in his hardships and pleasure in the drama of his attention. Beth's characterization as contrite reformer one minute and seductive troublemaker the next makes for a schizophrenic narrative. While the inner turmoil of someone struggling to achieve mental and spiritual balance is intriguing, the repetitive descriptions of Buddhist practices and an unconvincing character make this a frustrating read.
