Much has been written exploring the theme that you can't ever know another person completely. Whether it be a result of secrets, misunderstanding, intentional subterfuge, everyone keeps something back, some part of themselves. Often times, when people die, the parts of themselves we don't know come crashing down around us. This too, is pretty well-mined territory in terms of literary themes.
The Magician's Assistance begins when Parsifal, the magician, dies. Sabine, his assistant and wife, has been with him for 22 years. She knows everything about him....except she doesn't. When his will is read, Sabine learns that her oldest friend, partner, and husband has a family he lied about. They live in Nebraska, and they miss him. They have missed him for a very long time.
Spoiler?
I don't think it's much of a spoiler, it comes out pretty early: Parsifal is gay. Not only that, he is in love with Phan. Sabine is their companion, and until Phan succumbs to AIDS, she is a bit of an outlier. A woman in love with a man who not only loves men, but one in particular. It's after Phan's death that Parsifal tells Sabine, "I want to make you my widow," and so the story begins. It's not Patchett's best storytelling ever, but with Patchett it doesn't ever have to be. Sabine finds out there is a family about which she did not know, and when they ask to spend time with her, she acquiesces. The events that follow aren't unexpected.
The beauty of this novel is that it is a meditation on loneliness. I read a novel not to long ago where sadness was a drug and it came in a hundred different types: just lost my dog sad, my Dad just died sad, I just remembered what I can never have again sad. etc. etc. This book is an exploration of loneliness in every single character. Is it lonelier to love someone who can't love you back? Or to lose the one you love because you don't know any better? Or to suffer through life with someone you don't love because you said you would? Is a mother without her child lonelier than an adult without his or her lover? Or is it harder to be the child of parents who adore each other when you've never developed that kind of attachment yourself? There are a hundred examinations of loneliness in this novel, and every one of them is compelling. And somehow Patchett makes you feel everyone one of them, even if that particular loneliness has not been one of yours.
This makes it sound like it is a wholly depressing book. It's not. However, the best moments are in the loneliness. Not only are they the best written, but they make the moments of connection, which might otherwise feel pedestrian, so much more palpable. That said, there are a few moments you wish weren't there, but they are more than made up for in the long run.
Jack CBR5 - Paint it Black, Janet Fitch
I loved White Oleander, Janet Fitch's first novel. It's the story of a young girl in foster care because her mother murdered a former lover. The pose are phenomenal, the story it tight, and the characters leap off the page. Her sophomore effort, Paint it Black, unfortunately, does not.
"Paint it Black" tells the story of 19-year-old protagonist, Josie Tyrell. Her life is pretty fucked, except she's in love with Michael, tortured artist and son of a famous pianist. Unfortunately, Michael's offs himself. His suicide bring Josie and Michael's mother together and despite their differences and marred past, they find a common bond in being the only people who truly feel the void left at Michael's passing. This could have been a lot of things. Suicide leaves so much room for reflection, pain, anger, etc. Unfortunately the reader doesn't get most of those things. Instead the reader gets the same descriptive phrases repeated ad naseum from the first page to the last. A protagonist, who spends the better part of the book wandering around in an alcoholic stupor trying to figure out... well, it's not always clear what she's trying to figure out.
In the end, the repetition and the stupor may be intentional. A distraction from the lack of character development and lack of compelling story. There are still moments where Fitch exercises her prowess with the language, but in this novel they are too few and far between.
"Paint it Black" tells the story of 19-year-old protagonist, Josie Tyrell. Her life is pretty fucked, except she's in love with Michael, tortured artist and son of a famous pianist. Unfortunately, Michael's offs himself. His suicide bring Josie and Michael's mother together and despite their differences and marred past, they find a common bond in being the only people who truly feel the void left at Michael's passing. This could have been a lot of things. Suicide leaves so much room for reflection, pain, anger, etc. Unfortunately the reader doesn't get most of those things. Instead the reader gets the same descriptive phrases repeated ad naseum from the first page to the last. A protagonist, who spends the better part of the book wandering around in an alcoholic stupor trying to figure out... well, it's not always clear what she's trying to figure out.
In the end, the repetition and the stupor may be intentional. A distraction from the lack of character development and lack of compelling story. There are still moments where Fitch exercises her prowess with the language, but in this novel they are too few and far between.
Jack CBR5 #13 - When it Happens to You, Molly freaking Ringwald
Who knew? Molly Ringwald's debut, "novel in short stories" was published by Harper Collins, last year I think. It's a story that centers around Greta and Phillip, parents to one daughter, and the demise of their relationship due to infidelity. There are peripheral characters as well. Greta's Mom, Phillip's brother, and the people with whom they begin new relationships. Each chapter moves the story a little further away from Greta and Phillip's specific struggle, but they are all part of the rippling effect of that event in the first few pages.
Ringwald isn't going to win a Pulitzer for this book, but she hasn't embarrassed herself either. I don't need closure in stories or books, so that complaint that has been leveled at the novel didn't bother me. However, the other big complaint, that she spends more time telling you about the internal landscape of her characters than showing you anything real about them, is one with which I agree. It's not that the descriptions aren't compelling, it's just that they don't go anywhere. In fairness, that might also be because often times sadness and anger are immobilizing, but I found myself wanting to know more about what it looked like than what it felt like in places.
Ringwald is really good at Greta's anger and bitterness. Some of the lines she throws at her husband in the later stories, proof that she has not moved past the pain, are daggers. These moments seem very real. That after such disappointment and disloyalty, random anger would rear up displacing any short-lived peace experienced in a familial moment with your shared child. The seething rage "like a sliver embedded deep beneath the flesh, jagged and inflammatory, impossible to extract." You can almost see Andie standing in the hallway tears in her eyes as she confronts Blane about the prom. Honestly that's not fair, but it can be hard to separate the two when you're reading.
Ringwald isn't going to win a Pulitzer for this book, but she hasn't embarrassed herself either. I don't need closure in stories or books, so that complaint that has been leveled at the novel didn't bother me. However, the other big complaint, that she spends more time telling you about the internal landscape of her characters than showing you anything real about them, is one with which I agree. It's not that the descriptions aren't compelling, it's just that they don't go anywhere. In fairness, that might also be because often times sadness and anger are immobilizing, but I found myself wanting to know more about what it looked like than what it felt like in places.
Ringwald is really good at Greta's anger and bitterness. Some of the lines she throws at her husband in the later stories, proof that she has not moved past the pain, are daggers. These moments seem very real. That after such disappointment and disloyalty, random anger would rear up displacing any short-lived peace experienced in a familial moment with your shared child. The seething rage "like a sliver embedded deep beneath the flesh, jagged and inflammatory, impossible to extract." You can almost see Andie standing in the hallway tears in her eyes as she confronts Blane about the prom. Honestly that's not fair, but it can be hard to separate the two when you're reading.
CBR5 #12 - Intentional Dissonance, Iain Thomas
This book is hard to explain. There is only one city left on the Earth. Somewhere in the future things went wrong and now there is one city in the world. There are people trapped in teleporting loops living out the same 10 to 20 seconds of their lives over and over again on the street right in front of everyone. There are tree people and regular people with gifts, and the government pumps anti depressants into the water system to keep people from offing themselves. There is a black marker for the drug Saudade, which is sadness. There's every variety of sadness: just lost your dog sadness, lost a parent, remember your favorite thing that you'll never see or feel again, the list goes on.
Our protagonist, Jon Salt, is addicted to sadness. His friend, Emily, supplies him. John is in love with Michelle. Jon has a gift. He can make people see things, not any things, personal things. Whatever personally will affect them the way Jon wants them to be affected is what appears before them. He uses this gift to perform illegal "magic" shows to get by. He lives on the fringes, not totally understanding his gift, and spending most of his time in a melancholy stupor.
There is, of course, a bad guy. A Doctor who wants to use Jon's power to finish what he started when the world "ended". Most of the book centers around the chase. The Doctor in pursuit of John, in pursuit of more Saudade and Michelle. Eventually, it becomes evident that nothing is as it seems.
The story is interesting and offers a few surprises. the first 2/3 of the book move along and have some very haunting moments. The last third of the book struggles. It feels like the finish is rushed, and more is explained to get through the finish than shown. Moments that make for scenes in the early part of the book reduced to one-sentence explanation of how we got here. A little it reminded me of crime procedural on network TV, that stilted dialogue they use to explain all the events in case the viewer missed anything.
I took a writing workshop with a woman many years ago, and her first comment with almost every piece was, "I wish this would have ended sooner". Me too.
Our protagonist, Jon Salt, is addicted to sadness. His friend, Emily, supplies him. John is in love with Michelle. Jon has a gift. He can make people see things, not any things, personal things. Whatever personally will affect them the way Jon wants them to be affected is what appears before them. He uses this gift to perform illegal "magic" shows to get by. He lives on the fringes, not totally understanding his gift, and spending most of his time in a melancholy stupor.
There is, of course, a bad guy. A Doctor who wants to use Jon's power to finish what he started when the world "ended". Most of the book centers around the chase. The Doctor in pursuit of John, in pursuit of more Saudade and Michelle. Eventually, it becomes evident that nothing is as it seems.
The story is interesting and offers a few surprises. the first 2/3 of the book move along and have some very haunting moments. The last third of the book struggles. It feels like the finish is rushed, and more is explained to get through the finish than shown. Moments that make for scenes in the early part of the book reduced to one-sentence explanation of how we got here. A little it reminded me of crime procedural on network TV, that stilted dialogue they use to explain all the events in case the viewer missed anything.
I took a writing workshop with a woman many years ago, and her first comment with almost every piece was, "I wish this would have ended sooner". Me too.
CBR5 - #11 Greyhound, Steffan Piper
When I was 18, I moved from the desert to the Mid-West to attend college. I had never experienced a small town (my best friend and roommate grew up in a town of 1200), funnel cakes, or winter. It was quite a transition. My first Christmas break, I had a plane ticket to fly home for two weeks and the day before it started snowing in earnest. My ticket was out of KC and I was 2 hours away. The solution was a Greyhound ride from Columbia to KC. It was the longest 3 hours of my life. I had one giant bag, a portable CD player (I'm old,) and a few books. I took a seat in the second to the last row. I was two rows behind a man sitting with a knife in his lap, and one row in front of a guy who kept trying to pet my hair. It's a long story, but in the end I survived. I have never been on a Greyhound since, and god willing...
Greyhound, is about an 11 year old boy with a lousy Mother. A Mother so lousy, that when she meets a man who doesn't like her son, she puts him on a greyhound to go to his grandmother. It's a long trip. A California to Pennsylvania long trip. The story focuses on the little boy, Sebastian, as he makes his way across the country. He's 11 years old, stutters, and has $35 to last him for his 3 1/2 day bus ride. Oh, and he has a secret.
Sebastian boards the first bus and takes his seat at the back of the bus alone; however, he isn't alone for long. At the first or second major stop, Marcus, an African American man in his early 30 boards the bus and takes the other side of Sebastian's seat. Marcus is headed to NY to see his family after a long time away. Marcus is wise and takes an interest in Sebastian. It's something like paternal, but not exactly, which is important because it forces Sebastian to work a lot out for himself. It's impossible not to see similarities with Huck Finn, but once you get passed them it's a great coming of age story all it's own.
I will say, a lot happens in three days on this bus. I mean really a lot. It keeps the ride interesting, but might not have even been that necessary. The relationship between Marcus and Sebastian is compelling enough. Piper does a great job of getting in Sebastian's head and showing the reader how he processes his surroundings. How Marcus's words impact him. And Marcus, he is the rare adult that knows when to be quiet with a child. He doesn't conclude things for Sebastian, he lets him find his own conclusions. Maybe because Sebastian isn't his own son, maybe not. The only really distracting thing about the book for me was Sebastian's voice waivers a little. The story is told from retrospect and so a certain understanding of the events from Sebastian's older view point is expected; however it seems some memories are very immediate and feel like his 11 year old self experiencing them, while others are clearly retold from the older, wise, perspective. It muddies Sebastian's characterization in some places. Overall, it's a good book.
Greyhound, is about an 11 year old boy with a lousy Mother. A Mother so lousy, that when she meets a man who doesn't like her son, she puts him on a greyhound to go to his grandmother. It's a long trip. A California to Pennsylvania long trip. The story focuses on the little boy, Sebastian, as he makes his way across the country. He's 11 years old, stutters, and has $35 to last him for his 3 1/2 day bus ride. Oh, and he has a secret.
Sebastian boards the first bus and takes his seat at the back of the bus alone; however, he isn't alone for long. At the first or second major stop, Marcus, an African American man in his early 30 boards the bus and takes the other side of Sebastian's seat. Marcus is headed to NY to see his family after a long time away. Marcus is wise and takes an interest in Sebastian. It's something like paternal, but not exactly, which is important because it forces Sebastian to work a lot out for himself. It's impossible not to see similarities with Huck Finn, but once you get passed them it's a great coming of age story all it's own.
I will say, a lot happens in three days on this bus. I mean really a lot. It keeps the ride interesting, but might not have even been that necessary. The relationship between Marcus and Sebastian is compelling enough. Piper does a great job of getting in Sebastian's head and showing the reader how he processes his surroundings. How Marcus's words impact him. And Marcus, he is the rare adult that knows when to be quiet with a child. He doesn't conclude things for Sebastian, he lets him find his own conclusions. Maybe because Sebastian isn't his own son, maybe not. The only really distracting thing about the book for me was Sebastian's voice waivers a little. The story is told from retrospect and so a certain understanding of the events from Sebastian's older view point is expected; however it seems some memories are very immediate and feel like his 11 year old self experiencing them, while others are clearly retold from the older, wise, perspective. It muddies Sebastian's characterization in some places. Overall, it's a good book.
CBR5 #10 - Clean Break, David Matthew Klien
In grad school, I dated a guy for about five months. It was a very intense 5 months with lots of road trips, live music, drugs etc. It was a lot of fun until one day it just wasn't. I was driving home from school, and realized it was done. I don't know why, I just didn't want to do any of it anymore. So I drove home where he was waiting for me, and told him our short-lived relationship was over. He protested a little and left. On the phone the next day, my best friend said something about how I was always so surgical at the end of a relationship, one cut and then over. No discussion, no remorse. There was some truth to that in terms of approach, but it almost ended up that way in the long run. In this case, said ex-boyfriend started stalking me and I ended up moving across town a few weeks later after he broke into my house for the second time and threatened by dog. Apparently surgical wasn't okay with him.
Clean Break centers on this very idea. Do we ever get a clean break? Can you sever a relationship, walk away relatively unscathed, and move on? Well this I can assure you, you are less likely to if you have a kid and your ex is a struggling gambling addict. In this story, Celeste, has been a stay at home mom to her son Spenser, for his entire life. She is married to Adam, an almost professional athlete, who is being released from rehab for his gambling addiction again this week. The difference this time is that she's moved out.
The novel centers on the first several months Adam is out and how Celeste deals with him: the negotiating of his recovery, the impending divorce, her new love interest, and the care of her young son. The first two acts are compelling, although I felt like I got less insight into addiction than other reviewers have suggested. This book demonstrates how easy it is to relapse, and of course, Adam thinks a lot about gambling, but beyond that I didn't feel that affected by Adam's character. He seemed a little ridiculous...although maybe that is the point.
The story, for me, unravels in the final act. I think in our culture today there is too much to suggest that regular folks are capable of extreme acts. That humans can rationalize to much too easily and just move on. I don't buy it. I think the end is a departure from character for the lead, and a too-easy clean up of what is a realistically fucked up situation. Not to say it wasn't enjoyable, I just found myself at the end thinking "really?"
Clean Break centers on this very idea. Do we ever get a clean break? Can you sever a relationship, walk away relatively unscathed, and move on? Well this I can assure you, you are less likely to if you have a kid and your ex is a struggling gambling addict. In this story, Celeste, has been a stay at home mom to her son Spenser, for his entire life. She is married to Adam, an almost professional athlete, who is being released from rehab for his gambling addiction again this week. The difference this time is that she's moved out.
The novel centers on the first several months Adam is out and how Celeste deals with him: the negotiating of his recovery, the impending divorce, her new love interest, and the care of her young son. The first two acts are compelling, although I felt like I got less insight into addiction than other reviewers have suggested. This book demonstrates how easy it is to relapse, and of course, Adam thinks a lot about gambling, but beyond that I didn't feel that affected by Adam's character. He seemed a little ridiculous...although maybe that is the point.
The story, for me, unravels in the final act. I think in our culture today there is too much to suggest that regular folks are capable of extreme acts. That humans can rationalize to much too easily and just move on. I don't buy it. I think the end is a departure from character for the lead, and a too-easy clean up of what is a realistically fucked up situation. Not to say it wasn't enjoyable, I just found myself at the end thinking "really?"
CBR5 #9 - every you, every me, David Levithan
About this time last year, I went on a trip with a very long plane ride. So long that the Valium only knocked me out for the first half. Because my sister could not stop talking about it, I had loaded the Mockingjay series on my Kindle and read the whole thing across two flights. Anyway, all that is explanation for the fact that my Kindle continues to suggest YA titles to me to this day. Most of the time I don't realize they are YA until I'm half way through them, so I guess it's pretty good YA titles it's suggesting. One of the authors I've discovered as a result is David Levithan. I ready every day a few months ago and now I just finished every you, every me.
The book was an experiment between he and a friend. The friend, a photographer, gave Levithan a different picture each week, or month - I can't recall - and David would write the story around the picture. He had no idea what he would get each week, and the friend didn't see anything he had written until he had a full draft. My best friend and I tried to do a similar things a few years ago, she would send me sketches or paintings and I would write something for it and then we would reverse it. We failed miserably mostly because we only exchanged materials twice. But it was a ton of fun and I'm about to call her and get it started up again.
The story that Levithan constructs around the pictures is fantastic. A boy, Evan, has lost a very important friend. That much is clear from the outset. He is also very, very sad and confused. The narrative is told from his perspective, and so dances around in his thought processes. Much of the text is written instrikethrough, which is the thoughts he tries to censor from his consciousness, or sometimes the things he wishes he could say but doesn't in a conversation. It's a brilliant way to demonstrate all the noise in this teenagers head. And there is a lot of noise. His absent best friend weighs heavily on him and his only confidant is her also hurting boyfriend, Jack. When the pictures start coming Evan and Jack are first drawn together to solve the mystery of who's sending them, and then torn apart by the same mystery. It's in the tearing that the story is strongest.
Anyone who has ever lost someone they really loved, whether they passed on or moved on, knows how deeply personal that emptiness feels. I think it's one of the few things that doesn't wane with age, loss like that is just as acute as an adult as it is for a teenager. In every you, every me, Evan's sense of loss is so acute that he struggles to get through regular day - to - day activities. Then the photos start appearing and the harder Evan tries to find out who sent him the photos, the more he learns about Ariel, his missing friend. It becomes apparent that Evan didn't know everything about her, because how could he? When Jack gets angry and tells Evan about the bad days with Ariel, Evan struggles to process this version of his friend. When they find pictures of her with people they don't know, they both have to reconsider what they thought they knew about Ariel. This revelation is especially hard for Evan, but eventually he realizes it means he's not totally alone. He feels his loss as only he can, but others are feeling it too. The same but different, for an Ariel that is the same, but different.
The book was an experiment between he and a friend. The friend, a photographer, gave Levithan a different picture each week, or month - I can't recall - and David would write the story around the picture. He had no idea what he would get each week, and the friend didn't see anything he had written until he had a full draft. My best friend and I tried to do a similar things a few years ago, she would send me sketches or paintings and I would write something for it and then we would reverse it. We failed miserably mostly because we only exchanged materials twice. But it was a ton of fun and I'm about to call her and get it started up again.
The story that Levithan constructs around the pictures is fantastic. A boy, Evan, has lost a very important friend. That much is clear from the outset. He is also very, very sad and confused. The narrative is told from his perspective, and so dances around in his thought processes. Much of the text is written in
Anyone who has ever lost someone they really loved, whether they passed on or moved on, knows how deeply personal that emptiness feels. I think it's one of the few things that doesn't wane with age, loss like that is just as acute as an adult as it is for a teenager. In every you, every me, Evan's sense of loss is so acute that he struggles to get through regular day - to - day activities. Then the photos start appearing and the harder Evan tries to find out who sent him the photos, the more he learns about Ariel, his missing friend. It becomes apparent that Evan didn't know everything about her, because how could he? When Jack gets angry and tells Evan about the bad days with Ariel, Evan struggles to process this version of his friend. When they find pictures of her with people they don't know, they both have to reconsider what they thought they knew about Ariel. This revelation is especially hard for Evan, but eventually he realizes it means he's not totally alone. He feels his loss as only he can, but others are feeling it too. The same but different, for an Ariel that is the same, but different.
CBR5 #8 - The Prophet, Michael Koryta
What happens to two brothers whose sister is kidnapped in Junior High, never found, and the kidnapper is never caught? In this case, one of them finds god and the football field, Kent, and the other, Adam, finds the underside of the community working as a bail bondsman and detective. They don't much like each other, and neither ever moves from the small town where it all happened, but they also manage to avoid each other for years. Something has to happen to bring them together, and it does. Another girl disappears and winds up dead, after visiting Adam to help her locate her missing father. The girl's boyfriend plays football for Kent, which is how she found Adam to begin with, thus bringing the brothers together again. Neither is happy about it, and neither can ignore the similarity of the recent events with their buried past. Both men have to get involved if they're going to find out who did this.
By far the most compelling part of this book is that Kent is basically Coach Eric Taylor. I dare you to read it and not picture Coach Taylor in your head.
Truth is, I've waited too long to write this review. I can't remember enough about this book to say much about it. I finished it. I don't recall bitching too much as I was reading it, but not much has stayed with me days after I've finished.
By far the most compelling part of this book is that Kent is basically Coach Eric Taylor. I dare you to read it and not picture Coach Taylor in your head.
Truth is, I've waited too long to write this review. I can't remember enough about this book to say much about it. I finished it. I don't recall bitching too much as I was reading it, but not much has stayed with me days after I've finished.
CBR5 #7 The Broken Ones, Stephen Irwin
What if the Earth turned upside down? Literally? Crops didn't grow where they used to, the climate changed completely, satellites fell from the sky, dogs and cats....You get the picture. That's the premise behind the world in The Broken Ones, but with one extra special detail: the ghosts.
The Broken Ones tells the story of Detective Oscar Mariani, who is the head of the Nine-Ten unit. The unit investigates crimes where the perpetrators claim that their ghost made them do it. After Gray Wednesday, when the world turned upside down, everyone got a ghost of their own. They lurk around, always there, looking like they did in life except for the holes where their eyes used to be. Imagine that. Your brother watching you shower, but without eyes, or your ex husband watching you every morning when you wake up, or your hot mom leaning over you while you eat. Initially it drives many people crazy, some kill themselves, some kill others. At first, a couple of people get off for their crimes claiming that their ghost made them do it. It doesn't take long for people to figure it out, and everyone is making the claim. The Nine-Ten Unit is formed to determine who is lying and who isn't. The problem is, many of the perpetrators aren't wrong. One woman kills her abusive husband, etc. etc. In the long run, the Nine-Ten Unit ends up letting a most people slide through the cracks, setting them free even though their ghosts had nothing to do with it. Needless to say, that's not the goal of the unit and the pressure is on at the office.
Not only that, Mariani has a mystery to solve, a potentially dirty cop, and a chip on his shoulder. This part of the novel isn't so uncommon. Mariani gets clues, tracks them down, runs around town and gets close to the truth, but not quite there. I'm not a huge mystery person, so I guess this one is OK. It kept me turning pages, but I was more interested in the ghosts: why they are there, and what their role is. It turns out to have less to do with the story than I hoped, but the sense of horror evoked by their presence is palpable.
The Broken Ones tells the story of Detective Oscar Mariani, who is the head of the Nine-Ten unit. The unit investigates crimes where the perpetrators claim that their ghost made them do it. After Gray Wednesday, when the world turned upside down, everyone got a ghost of their own. They lurk around, always there, looking like they did in life except for the holes where their eyes used to be. Imagine that. Your brother watching you shower, but without eyes, or your ex husband watching you every morning when you wake up, or your hot mom leaning over you while you eat. Initially it drives many people crazy, some kill themselves, some kill others. At first, a couple of people get off for their crimes claiming that their ghost made them do it. It doesn't take long for people to figure it out, and everyone is making the claim. The Nine-Ten Unit is formed to determine who is lying and who isn't. The problem is, many of the perpetrators aren't wrong. One woman kills her abusive husband, etc. etc. In the long run, the Nine-Ten Unit ends up letting a most people slide through the cracks, setting them free even though their ghosts had nothing to do with it. Needless to say, that's not the goal of the unit and the pressure is on at the office.
Not only that, Mariani has a mystery to solve, a potentially dirty cop, and a chip on his shoulder. This part of the novel isn't so uncommon. Mariani gets clues, tracks them down, runs around town and gets close to the truth, but not quite there. I'm not a huge mystery person, so I guess this one is OK. It kept me turning pages, but I was more interested in the ghosts: why they are there, and what their role is. It turns out to have less to do with the story than I hoped, but the sense of horror evoked by their presence is palpable.
CBR5 #6 Lazarus is Dead, Richard Beard
I know just about enough about the Bible to be dangerous. I took a few Religion classes in college etc but I've never read the book cover to cover. That said, I generally like retellings of the most famous stories. Especially the ones that cast the villains in better light. Several years ago, I read a really good book, whose name I can't recall, that recast Judas as a dear confidant and hero that was awesome.
Lazarus is dead is not a retelling so much as an expansion. Lazarus doesn't get a whole lot of lines in the Bible, but it's an important couple of lines. This book tells the tale of a friendship that had to be. Jesus and Lazarus, friends as boys are separated by their ambitions. We don't know much about the separation and it doesn't much matter.
The majority of the novel takes place once Jesus starts performing miracles. Lazarus develops an illness that increases in its seriousness with every miracle. Jesus and Lazarus circle each other, never actually crossing paths and the story spins the web for why. Why did Lazarus have to get so sick, why did Jesus stay away, why did Lazarus rise from the dead...really. It's interesting to think how predestination must work, what it means for individuals. Not that I'm buying it, but it makes for some interesting reading.
Lazarus is dead is not a retelling so much as an expansion. Lazarus doesn't get a whole lot of lines in the Bible, but it's an important couple of lines. This book tells the tale of a friendship that had to be. Jesus and Lazarus, friends as boys are separated by their ambitions. We don't know much about the separation and it doesn't much matter.
The majority of the novel takes place once Jesus starts performing miracles. Lazarus develops an illness that increases in its seriousness with every miracle. Jesus and Lazarus circle each other, never actually crossing paths and the story spins the web for why. Why did Lazarus have to get so sick, why did Jesus stay away, why did Lazarus rise from the dead...really. It's interesting to think how predestination must work, what it means for individuals. Not that I'm buying it, but it makes for some interesting reading.
CBR #5: Familiar, Robert Lennon
Who hasn't wanted a do-over? In theory. It's funny that I read this book now. It's a strange book. It's about a woman, Elisa, who is driving home from her annual visit to her son's graveside when everything changes. There's a crack in the mirror and a big boom and then somehow everything is changed.
There's no way to talk about this book without spoiling a couple of things, most of which you learn pretty early on, but not all of it... You're warned.
Elisa drives back home to her house to find her life as it would have been had her son not died. The very thing she wanted the most in the world, or did she? The book is interesting in the way Elisa reinserts her "self" into her "new" life, for a little while. It highlights how easy it is to go through the motions, how willing the people around us are to see what they want to see. Or maybe it's commentary on how no one really knows anyone. Either way..
It gets a little weird towards the end, but I didn't really find myself caring.
The interesting thing is how Elisa struggles to reconcile what she thought she wanted then now that she actually has it, with what she wants now. Even when what she thinks is the worst event of her life is reversed, she still longs for the other life. That's the part of the book that really resonates. The attachment we get to our current state. How we stay, even in a bad place, because we know it. There might be something better out there, but we can't be sure, so we tread water licking our wounds rubbing up against the misery. Or worse yet, we get convinced that if that one thing hadn't happened everything would be better, but that thing did happen and so now here we are. Nothing to be done about it. So we tread water licking out wounds....
It's always easier to see this in other people's lives than our own, but this book makes you see the little glimmers, awareness threatens.
The book is sad.
There's no way to talk about this book without spoiling a couple of things, most of which you learn pretty early on, but not all of it... You're warned.
Elisa drives back home to her house to find her life as it would have been had her son not died. The very thing she wanted the most in the world, or did she? The book is interesting in the way Elisa reinserts her "self" into her "new" life, for a little while. It highlights how easy it is to go through the motions, how willing the people around us are to see what they want to see. Or maybe it's commentary on how no one really knows anyone. Either way..
It gets a little weird towards the end, but I didn't really find myself caring.
The interesting thing is how Elisa struggles to reconcile what she thought she wanted then now that she actually has it, with what she wants now. Even when what she thinks is the worst event of her life is reversed, she still longs for the other life. That's the part of the book that really resonates. The attachment we get to our current state. How we stay, even in a bad place, because we know it. There might be something better out there, but we can't be sure, so we tread water licking our wounds rubbing up against the misery. Or worse yet, we get convinced that if that one thing hadn't happened everything would be better, but that thing did happen and so now here we are. Nothing to be done about it. So we tread water licking out wounds....
It's always easier to see this in other people's lives than our own, but this book makes you see the little glimmers, awareness threatens.
The book is sad.
CBR5 - Jack #4 - The Warmest December, Bernice McFadden
Sometimes I read a book and it's really powerful. It moves me, but I don't like it and I certainly don't not like it, but I can't recommend it to anyone else. This is one of those books.
Bernice McFadden is a very brave writer. She writes the story of a family abused by a violent, drunk father for most of their broken lives. The narrator, Kenzie, unemployed and living on assistance with her mother, has recently discovered that she occasionally forgets that she hates her father. His recent illness having affected her in ways she did not foresee. She finds herself coming to his bedside even though he is unaware, and working through the memories of the havoc he caused in her life.
I knew I was in trouble on page 1. "A speck of dirt...hmm..right there, he said and smashed the hot tip of his cigarette into the soft middle of my eight-year-old palm." Page 1! It is to McFadden's credit that much of the abuse in this book is doled out over time, slowly, so that the reader almost begins to build a tolerance, but not really. It is excruciating. I found myself having to stop reading more than once and I cried a lot in while I was reading.
The book is so well written, I had to keep reading. The violence is tempered by other experiences that give the reader room to breathe. Each of the memories are laid out carefully. They are not chronological, but they are structural. Each one offering explanation of some part of the present you've just glimpsed. Combining to offer an explanation for how this family has become so very, very broken. How the various members thought they offered protection to one another, only to have it make things worse in the long run. Eventually, it seems to suggest that the hate eating away at Kenzie from the inside might in fact be worse than the external abuse suffered at the hands of her parents.
And that's the hardest thing about the book. It does such a good job of telling the story. It succeeds in giving the reader just enough that you can't write off her abusive father. He has his story too. And her mother, she has a story. It just so happens that the combination of their particular stories was so toxic and so ingrained that none of the family could escape. Kenzie the adult is just beginning to understand how those stories lead her here. Is understanding escape? Does having a reason for something make it's outcome any less painful? I don't know. I know I couldn't stop thinking about this book. It hurt to read, and I've not suggested it to anyone I know, but I'm not sorry I read it.
Bernice McFadden is a very brave writer. She writes the story of a family abused by a violent, drunk father for most of their broken lives. The narrator, Kenzie, unemployed and living on assistance with her mother, has recently discovered that she occasionally forgets that she hates her father. His recent illness having affected her in ways she did not foresee. She finds herself coming to his bedside even though he is unaware, and working through the memories of the havoc he caused in her life.
I knew I was in trouble on page 1. "A speck of dirt...hmm..right there, he said and smashed the hot tip of his cigarette into the soft middle of my eight-year-old palm." Page 1! It is to McFadden's credit that much of the abuse in this book is doled out over time, slowly, so that the reader almost begins to build a tolerance, but not really. It is excruciating. I found myself having to stop reading more than once and I cried a lot in while I was reading.
The book is so well written, I had to keep reading. The violence is tempered by other experiences that give the reader room to breathe. Each of the memories are laid out carefully. They are not chronological, but they are structural. Each one offering explanation of some part of the present you've just glimpsed. Combining to offer an explanation for how this family has become so very, very broken. How the various members thought they offered protection to one another, only to have it make things worse in the long run. Eventually, it seems to suggest that the hate eating away at Kenzie from the inside might in fact be worse than the external abuse suffered at the hands of her parents.
And that's the hardest thing about the book. It does such a good job of telling the story. It succeeds in giving the reader just enough that you can't write off her abusive father. He has his story too. And her mother, she has a story. It just so happens that the combination of their particular stories was so toxic and so ingrained that none of the family could escape. Kenzie the adult is just beginning to understand how those stories lead her here. Is understanding escape? Does having a reason for something make it's outcome any less painful? I don't know. I know I couldn't stop thinking about this book. It hurt to read, and I've not suggested it to anyone I know, but I'm not sorry I read it.
CBR5 - #3 The Language of Flowers, Vanessa Differnbaugh
I heard about this book on a network for kids who are aging out the foster system which the author co-created. It's awesome: https://camellianetwork.org/
This novel is about a girl who has just aged out of the foster system. Her case worker is taking her to a half way house where she has six weeks to find a job or they will kick her out. The story then moves back and forth through past and the present through Victoria's memories of how she got where and she is and what she's doing now.
Victoria has not had a positive foster experience. None of that is really her fault, but there are a few occasions where she can't seem to stay out of her own way. The novel delivers these slowly. The details are sparse and truly the horror of some foster situations is intensified because of that. If a family will deny a five year old food without batting an eye, what else will they do? If a foster parent makes you "prove" you're hungry... you get the idea.
She does at one point finally land in the home of a loving person. One who teaches her the language of flowers and it's an education that saves her life. All of the tension and drama of the novel center around this woman and Victoria's experience with her. To say anymore about it would spoil some of the more powerful moments in the novel.
This book is ultimately about triumph, which I think it had to be. Victoria is a believable character, although her circumstances post half-way house isn't always. A few things come a smidge too easily, or rather conveniently, but are necessary to propel the plot. Regardless of the circumstances though, the growth that Victoria experiences seems very real and one can only hope it's believable.
This novel is about a girl who has just aged out of the foster system. Her case worker is taking her to a half way house where she has six weeks to find a job or they will kick her out. The story then moves back and forth through past and the present through Victoria's memories of how she got where and she is and what she's doing now.
Victoria has not had a positive foster experience. None of that is really her fault, but there are a few occasions where she can't seem to stay out of her own way. The novel delivers these slowly. The details are sparse and truly the horror of some foster situations is intensified because of that. If a family will deny a five year old food without batting an eye, what else will they do? If a foster parent makes you "prove" you're hungry... you get the idea.
She does at one point finally land in the home of a loving person. One who teaches her the language of flowers and it's an education that saves her life. All of the tension and drama of the novel center around this woman and Victoria's experience with her. To say anymore about it would spoil some of the more powerful moments in the novel.
This book is ultimately about triumph, which I think it had to be. Victoria is a believable character, although her circumstances post half-way house isn't always. A few things come a smidge too easily, or rather conveniently, but are necessary to propel the plot. Regardless of the circumstances though, the growth that Victoria experiences seems very real and one can only hope it's believable.
CBR#5 - #2 every day, David Levithan
There is something about the character of the observer. We accept, often times, a certain wisdom from characters we deem as true observers. Their understanding of the world being greater than their own experience by virtue of the fact that they absorb so much from those around them. They learn to know things, to understand gestures and nuance. They see the things we don't recognize we're doing. We accept that observers on some level know more than we do. Or, I guess at least, I accept all of this.
This is very important when it comes to Levithan's every day. A, the protagonist, is only 16 years old. However, due to the unusual circumstances of his life, he is an observer in the truest sense of the word, that fact makes his wisdom believable. And he is pretty wise.
A wakes up in the body of someone different every day. It's always someone his own age, but everything else is up for grabs. He handles it pretty seamlessly at this point, although the novel alludes to his struggles earlier in life. Those allusions are somewhat sparse, probably because the logistics of explaining how A survived his first few years might prove impossible and would certainly detract from the magic of the rest of the story. We meet A as he slides into Justin's body. A guy he instantly doesn't like. A does, however, like Justin's girlfriend. And acting like a 16 year old, wise or not, he decides to break all the rules he knows about making his life work in order to be near her.
The rest of the book takes us through his daily experiences, waking in a different body each morning, and trying to figure a way to re-insert himself in Rhiannon's life. The more control he takes over the life he's in (cutting school, or making a promise, creating a memory the person may not remember the next day) the more trouble he leaves in his wake. As the book progresses, he is more and more desperate to make a life with Rhiannon and takes greater and greater risks with the bodies he has for a day.
The story is interesting enough, and one kid remembers feeling "possessed" by A and makes a lot of noise about it after A leaves him on the side of the road an hour from home and in trouble. It creates some good tension and sets A up to make some choices about what his life experience means.
The real story is in A's observations about each body and life he inhabits. The little markers he notices that allow him to immediately figure out the kid's situation. He reads behaviors and recognizes emotion etc. But most importantly his experience of have no body to which he is attached frees him from so much baggage that he has a clarity that seems so obvious when you're reading it, and yet, if it really were that obvious we'd have no bullies, no anorexia, etc. etc. etc.
This is very important when it comes to Levithan's every day. A, the protagonist, is only 16 years old. However, due to the unusual circumstances of his life, he is an observer in the truest sense of the word, that fact makes his wisdom believable. And he is pretty wise.
A wakes up in the body of someone different every day. It's always someone his own age, but everything else is up for grabs. He handles it pretty seamlessly at this point, although the novel alludes to his struggles earlier in life. Those allusions are somewhat sparse, probably because the logistics of explaining how A survived his first few years might prove impossible and would certainly detract from the magic of the rest of the story. We meet A as he slides into Justin's body. A guy he instantly doesn't like. A does, however, like Justin's girlfriend. And acting like a 16 year old, wise or not, he decides to break all the rules he knows about making his life work in order to be near her.
The rest of the book takes us through his daily experiences, waking in a different body each morning, and trying to figure a way to re-insert himself in Rhiannon's life. The more control he takes over the life he's in (cutting school, or making a promise, creating a memory the person may not remember the next day) the more trouble he leaves in his wake. As the book progresses, he is more and more desperate to make a life with Rhiannon and takes greater and greater risks with the bodies he has for a day.
The story is interesting enough, and one kid remembers feeling "possessed" by A and makes a lot of noise about it after A leaves him on the side of the road an hour from home and in trouble. It creates some good tension and sets A up to make some choices about what his life experience means.
The real story is in A's observations about each body and life he inhabits. The little markers he notices that allow him to immediately figure out the kid's situation. He reads behaviors and recognizes emotion etc. But most importantly his experience of have no body to which he is attached frees him from so much baggage that he has a clarity that seems so obvious when you're reading it, and yet, if it really were that obvious we'd have no bullies, no anorexia, etc. etc. etc.
CBR5 - #1 The Year of Fog, Michelle Richmond
I have to confess, I didn't select this book to read myself. It was selected by a member of my book club. I knew as soon as I read the synopsis I was in trouble. This post will be spoilery; consider yourself warned.
I don't read mysteries. Mostly because there are a lot of bad ones out there and I find that once I've read the hook at the beginning of the book, no matter how bad the writing, story, characterization, etc., I end up sticking with it to see if the end is as bad, obvious, surprising, or whatever that I anticipated it being. So, it's a whole lot of time reading something I don't like to get to end I don't care about buy have to know. I know, I have issues. I'm sure there are lots of great mysteries out there, I just can't take the risk anymore.
And so it is with this book. A 6 year old little girl in the care of her father's fiance is snatched from the beach while said fiance is distracted in the opening 10 pages of the book. The rest of the book is the fiance's experience as she doggedly searches for the little girl she let get away, even after her own father, the police, and everyone else have given up. Just, ugh.
So here are my issues in order:
There are relationships (lots of them) that with years of foundation and children together collapse under the weight of a missing child. This one is barely getting off the ground, there is nothing to suggest that the bond is any greater than any other year-old romance, and yet they muscle through 95% of the novel in a way that is totally UNBELIEVABLE. SHE LOST HIS CHILD while taking pictures on the first ever trip where he left them alone together. I could not get passed the fact that I didn't believe he would be in the same room with her let alone wanting to move on and marry her before the child was located.
All of those things aside, it's mostly a boring account of the protagonist walking the streets of San Francisco. I hate to give a book a bad review, but this book was just too much.
I don't read mysteries. Mostly because there are a lot of bad ones out there and I find that once I've read the hook at the beginning of the book, no matter how bad the writing, story, characterization, etc., I end up sticking with it to see if the end is as bad, obvious, surprising, or whatever that I anticipated it being. So, it's a whole lot of time reading something I don't like to get to end I don't care about buy have to know. I know, I have issues. I'm sure there are lots of great mysteries out there, I just can't take the risk anymore.
And so it is with this book. A 6 year old little girl in the care of her father's fiance is snatched from the beach while said fiance is distracted in the opening 10 pages of the book. The rest of the book is the fiance's experience as she doggedly searches for the little girl she let get away, even after her own father, the police, and everyone else have given up. Just, ugh.
So here are my issues in order:
- How do you get a child out of the country post 9/11 without a passport and the permission of one of her parents?
- How does an ex-addict, ex-wife, who reappears looking to reconcile when he daughter goes missing manage to hide her involvement from the police and yet still get found out by the photographer fiance?
- How does a non-parent of a missing child effectively snatch her right back in a foreign country and manage to get her back state side in a matter of hours with a few phone calls.
There are relationships (lots of them) that with years of foundation and children together collapse under the weight of a missing child. This one is barely getting off the ground, there is nothing to suggest that the bond is any greater than any other year-old romance, and yet they muscle through 95% of the novel in a way that is totally UNBELIEVABLE. SHE LOST HIS CHILD while taking pictures on the first ever trip where he left them alone together. I could not get passed the fact that I didn't believe he would be in the same room with her let alone wanting to move on and marry her before the child was located.
All of those things aside, it's mostly a boring account of the protagonist walking the streets of San Francisco. I hate to give a book a bad review, but this book was just too much.
Cannonball Read #5
I have signed up for the Cannonball Read every year. Every year, I read the books. Neveryear have I done the reviews. This year will be different! This year I will do the reviews
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