The Miranda

Geoff Nicholson

The volunteer would complain, of course. I suppose he couldn’t help it. He felt angry or self-righteous or betrayed. He said this was not what he’d signed up for, this was breaking a promise, breaking the rules, this was not the way the good guys conducted themselves. He might say this was a violation of his human rights, a war crime, a crime anyway. And I’d say, “you’re probably right,” and then continued with the process.

Joe’s got a lot to think about, and time on his hands to do it, since divorcing his wife and quitting his job training volunteers for a shadowy government agency. The otherwise nondescript house he’s just moved into boasts one key feature: a circular path in an overgrown backyard, on which Joe plans to walk twenty-five miles a day for a thousand days. Joe figures that walking the circumference of the Earth—safely on his own patch of territory—might just be the thing he needs to move on with his life. 



But curious neighbors keep sharing their troubles and preoccupations, looping Joe into mundane intrigues, and unwittingly triggering Joe to use the unique problem-solving skills he learned on his old job. With the help of an aspiring bartender, who tests her experimental cocktail recipes as he walks, and philosophical advice from his mailman, Joe stays on pace despite the distractions. But it doesn’t matter how quickly he walks, the past is catching up to Joe, and for the first time, he must prepare himself (and not others) for the worst. 



A brilliant novel by a master storyteller, The Miranda is at turns a biting satire about the secrets we keep from our neighbors, and about the invisible and unceasing state of war in which most Westerners unconsciously live.

Praise for The Miranda

"The Miranda captures the perpetual unease of a world seemingly forever at war with itself. An existential revenge story offering a confession that doesn't beg forgiveness."
—Kirkus Reviews

"Sharp and thought-provoking... The human tendency to violence, the ubiquity of the internet, and the arrogant intrusiveness of the outside world are just some of the themes Nicholson skewers in this sophisticated satire, and indeed the book is at its best during its droll and subtle needling of contemporary American life."
—Publishers Weekly

"Nicholson’s clever novel perambulates until a shocking, perilous sprint in its final pages."
—Booklist

"This is a snarky novel of mystery, intrigue, and espionage fleshed out along the spine of philosophy."
—Ramsey Mathews, Los Angeles Review of Books