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1 In an author’s note at the end of the book, Cummins said she wanted to write about Mexican refugees as ‘regular people like me,’ and reported that the book took shape when she asked herself the following question: ‘If my children were in danger, how far would I go to save them?’ It’s a fantasy that Melchor’s Hurricane Season, a brutal and relentless novel evidently not written with an American audience in mind, declines to indulge.Īs for the reviled: when Jeanine Cummins’s novel American Dirt was published early this year, it was sharply rebuked on social media (and in some high-profile reviews) for the exaggerated nature of its drug war saga. But it’s striking that the most reviled and celebrated recent novels about Mexico to appear in the anglosphere have been united by a fantasy of readerly empathy – an assumption that the most interesting thing about Mexican suffering is the attitude US readers might take to it. Critical debate about these books has been conducted at a notably high decibel level. Fernanda Melchor’s Hurricane Season, which was a sensation in Mexico on its 2017 publication, arrives in English during a season of stormy weather for anglophone fiction about the US’s southern neighbor.