Skulduggery among the heirloom tomatoes in 鈥楾he Fact Checker鈥
A madcap mystery novel riffs on two New York institutions: the fact-checking department of a New Yorker-like magazine and the city鈥檚 farmers markets.
A madcap mystery novel riffs on two New York institutions: the fact-checking department of a New Yorker-like magazine and the city鈥檚 farmers markets.
The unnamed narrator in Austin聽Kelley鈥檚 madcap mystery, 鈥淭he Fact Checker,鈥 is a man beleaguered by uncertainties. He works on the staff of a magazine that is legendary for taking fact-checking to heroic and often obscure lengths. Kelley鈥檚 debut novel playfully jabs at two celebrated New York institutions: the New Yorker magazine鈥檚 storied fact-checking department and the city鈥檚 beloved farmers markets.聽
By engaging with what the author calls 鈥渢hickets of untruth,鈥 this book could not be more timely.聽
The novel is set in 2004. At the end of a long week of difficult calls to a CIA widow, Kelley鈥檚 hapless fact-checker is assigned to work on what he thinks will be an innocuous article about a popular Union Square market stall celebrated for its trendy heirloom tomatoes. Initially, he writes, 鈥淣othing raised any red flags at all.鈥
Readers will enjoy the narrator鈥檚 descriptions of his famously nitpicky job. His mandate is to confirm every fact, quote, date, and source in a story. To the consternation of poets, he even fact-checks their verses. 鈥淵ou check everything,鈥 he says. 鈥淭hat鈥檚 the calling. You have to pick and poke at every little assertion from every angle. And you never know, when you are picking and poking, what will ooze and leave a stain.鈥 He adds, 鈥淚 badger people about details, sometimes irrelevant details.鈥澛
That said, he鈥檚 proud to be 鈥渨orking on the side of truth,鈥 and he enjoys becoming a mini-expert in a different subject every week.聽
The downside is doubt, the constant feeling that he is missing something important. This unfortunately extends to his personal life, where he frequently misreads social cues. Paranoia ensues. 鈥淵ou might say I have 鈥榯rust issues,鈥欌 he says. He鈥檚 good at picking things apart 鈥 perhaps too good. He abandoned his history dissertation on 19th-century utopias after meticulously showing why each idealist community failed.聽
The farmers market story has a single line that gives the fact-checker pause. Its author, John Mandeville, quotes a vendor named Sylvia at the New Egypt farm stand who claims there was 鈥渘efarious business鈥 at the market, and that 鈥淧eople sell everything here. ... It ain鈥檛 all green.鈥 Unfortunately, Mandeville doesn鈥檛 have Sylvia鈥檚 last name, or any contact information for her. 鈥淭rust me,鈥 he says. Of course, that鈥檚 out of the question.
So the fact checker heads down to Union Square to find Sylvia, the purported source of these quotes. After all, diligence is the name of the game. No stone is left unturned. The problem is, some stones are turned so many times they鈥檙e left spinning.聽
When Kelley鈥檚 narrator finds tall and lanky Sylvia, he is so taken with her 鈥 and her delicious tomatoes 鈥 that he鈥檚 thrown off guard and has trouble asking about the nefarious business. When he finally does, she looks around furtively, hands him a bag of tomatoes, and sets a date to meet Friday after closing time. Is she flirting with him? Or is he misreading the situation, as usual?聽
What follows is a series of strange odysseys around town, first with Sylvia, and later, when she disappears without a trace, in search of her. With his question still unanswered, the narrator鈥檚 obsessive pursuit of the truth becomes entwined with an ever more desperate 鈥 and dangerous 鈥 quest to find Sylvia. He worries about foul play.
The fact-checker鈥檚 quixotic search dead-ends in way too many bars, and also leads him to several places that animal lovers and vegetarians might be advised to skip: a supper club in which hipsters consume animals head to tail, which they sanctimoniously call eating 鈥渉olistically,鈥 and a particularly bizarre episode in which he helps slaughter a live lamb in the writer Mandeville鈥檚 fancy SoHo loft. The latter event is a send-up of Bill Buford鈥檚 2006 New Yorker article about butchering a whole hog in his Manhattan apartment.
When he鈥檚 not debunking flawed attempts at utopias or spotting suspicious behavior everywhere, Kelley鈥檚 nerdy narrator is forever searching online for odd bits of information, including how New Jersey came to be called the Garden State. We come to understand why his former girlfriend called him Mr. Encyclopedia and said he was 鈥渢oo much of a know-it-all, always complicating things, and then lecturing about something random and arcane.鈥澛
One thing is for sure: Kelley鈥檚 comedic hero is a chronic, self-sabotaging overthinker and, less amusingly, an overdrinker. 鈥淭he Fact Checker鈥 lands as a clever caper not just about sometimes elusive truths, but also about 鈥渢he paralysis of encyclopedic doubt.鈥