My Sister The Serial Killer
Oyinkan Braithwaite
Told in the first person, it relates the story of Korede, a nurse whose wayward sister has a rather awkward habit of killing her boyfriends ‘in self defence’. Self-centred, a bit useless and frankly sociopathic, Ayoola’s first thought after each of these mishaps is to call her older sibling to come and clean up her mess. Literally.
The book is fast-paced, gloriously daft, and tremendous fun. I found myself laughing out loud, both at the witty prose and the sheer audaciousness of the characters. It also provides a glimpse into modern, upperclass Nigerian society, which is as obsessed with social class as any episode of Downton Abbey.
The chapters are short, which helps maintain the book’s rapid pace. Braithwaite is a poet, and you can see that influence in her careful attention to word choice. She also peppers the dialogue with Yaruba phrases, skillfully balancing the addition of a language perhaps unfamiliar to many of her readers to add flavour, without making it inaccessible. It is a great example of what the author Leye Adenle refers to as ‘Sunshine Noir’.
As a bonus, there is also a short interview with the writer at the end of the paperback (I’m afraid I can’t comment on whether it is in the electronic version). I don’t know what Braithwaite’s future plans are, but I fully recommend this book and will be keen to see what she produces next!