May had a stroke. The ambulance people inform her that they
only got to her after two days, but she’s sure that can’t be right. There’s
also the small problem of not being able to speak – every word May attempts comes
out as a pitiful dribble of spit. On top of that, her body won’t listen to her
anymore; her muscles have a mind of their own, and it’s all about rebellion. She
is trapped, a prisoner inside a half-functioning frame that limits her every action.
The only option left for May is to retreat into her mind, and into the past.
May spends a great deal of her time recalling her life –
wondering what she could have done differently, how she could have been better.
As if the restrictions on her body were not punishment enough, she’s taken to
beating herself up mentally, too.
However, a new purpose presents itself with the budding
relationship between her friend, Jackie, and an eerily familiar and somewhat
sinister man by the name of Bill, who reminds May a little too much of her
abusive ex-husband. Determined to warn Jackie and prevent another relationship defined
by abuse, May needs to get her body and her mouth to agree on a single purpose;
to stop the past repeating itself.
Hello, my Name is May is a decidedly uncomfortable
read. Not because it is badly written or boring; on the contrary, it is a
witty, sharp, and consuming narrative. No, this book causes discomfort because
of the harsh realities it brings to light. From abusive relationships, psychological
issues, neglect of the elderly, and a dark realization that some things cannot
be controlled, Stopps highlights all the aspects of society which we generally
try to avoid, in a single, glitzy expose. One can’t help but feel
claustrophobic and useless and we experience May’s helplessness, and the
reactions of those around her to any efforts to communicate. If Rosalind Stopps’
intention was to scare the reader, she’s hit the mark.
The contrast between this well-written and incredibly
clever story and its dark subject matter is an unusual experience; the reader
sways between the same emotions experienced by our protagonist - anger,
sadness, frustration. This book is incredibly emotive and incredibly moving. Added
to a unique story line, are several unexpected twists and a few shockers that
will literally have you gasping out loud.
Rosalind Stopps has done a masterful job of highlighting
the plights of various aspects of society – from the oppressed to the elderly –
in a stark reminder to be thankful for what you have, and to live your life to
the fullest. May is a figurehead of regret, and of things left unsaid and
undone. After reading this book, you’ll want to do everything in your power to
make sure you don’t end up like her.
Hello, my Name is May is like a YA novel for the elderly – is there a cute acronym for such a genre yet? Regardless, add this to the list of books you need to read soon; it’s eye-opening and a buffet for thought.
Hello, my Name is May by Rosalind Stopps is published
by HQ, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers, and is available in South Africa
from Jonathan Ball Publishers.