
Release date: April 7, 2026
Publisher: Knopf
Genre: Contemporary Fiction
Synopsis:
A traditional American woman, a beautiful wife and mother who sells her pioneer lifestyle of raw milk and farm-fresh eggs to her millions of social media followers, suddenly awakens cold, filthy, and terrified in the brutal reality of 1805—where she must unravel whether this living nightmare is an elaborate hoax, a twisted reality show, or something far more sinister in this sensational debut novel.
My name was Natalie Heller Mills, and I was perfect at being alive.
Natalie lives a traditional lifestyle. Her charming farmhouse is rustic, her husband a handsome cowboy, her six children each more delightful than the last. So what if there are nannies and producers behind the scenes, her kitchen hiding industrial-grade fridges and ovens, her husband the Republican equivalent of a Kennedy? What Natalie’s followers—all 8 million of them—don’t know won’t hurt them. And The Angry Women? The privileged, Ivy League, coastal elite haters who call her an antifeminist iconoclast? They’re sick with jealousy. Because Natalie isn’t simply living the good life, she’s living the ideal—and just so happens to be building an empire from it.
Until one morning she wakes up in a life that isn’t hers. Her home, her husband, her children—they’re all familiar, but something’s off. Her kitchen is warmed by a sputtering fire rather than electricity, her children are dirty and strange, and her soft-handed husband is suddenly a competent farmer. Just yesterday Natalie was curating photos of homemade jam for her Instagram, and now she’s expected to haul firewood and handwash clothes until her fingers bleed. Has she become the unwitting star of a brutal reality show? Could it really be time travel? Is she being tested by God? By Satan? When Natalie suffers a brutal injury in the woods, she realizes two things: This is not her beautiful life, and she must escape by any means possible.
A gripping, electrifying novel that is as darkly funny as it is frightening, Yesteryear is a gimlet-eyed look at tradition, fame, faith, and the grand performance of womanhood.
Review:
Yesteryear by Caro Claire Burke is one of those buzzy pre publication reads that immediately makes sense once you’re in it—and just as quickly explains why it’s been so polarizing. This is not a comfortable novel, nor is it trying to be. With a premise that hooks you instantly, (Natalie, a hyper curated tradwife influencer, waking up in what appears to be the brutal reality of the 1800s)the story wastes no time pulling you into a disorienting, unsettling unraveling. I was completely locked in, desperate to understand what was happening, even as the narrative grew darker and more unsettling with each page.
What makes this book so compelling (and divisive) is Natalie herself. She is not likable, not particularly self aware, and often deeply frustrating—but she is endlessly fascinating. If you need to connect with or root for your main character, this may not work for you. But if you’re drawn to sharp character studies, Natalie is a case you won’t be able to look away from. Through her, the author digs into heavy, layered themes: motherhood, marriage, religion, identity, the performance of womanhood, and the commodification of “tradition” through social media. The exploration of influencer culture—especially involving children and curated domesticity—feels especially pointed, and at times, genuinely disturbing.
At its core, Yesteryear is a biting, darkly funny, and at times outright bleak dissection of tradwife culture and modern American identity. Burke examines these cultural pockets with a razor sharp lens, exposing both the allure and the rot underneath. It’s uncomfortable, provocative, and will absolutely not land the same way for every reader, but for me, it was completely absorbing. The kind of book that leaves you unsettled, thinking, and maybe even a little horrified long after you’ve finished.
Overall rating: 4/5
Thanks to the publisher for my review copy.








