Frances was sick and tired… not just sick with the cold that had lingered for the past many weeks, but really feeling as if life had caught up with her. With her career suddenly seeming to be turning south and her love life at a mortifying halt, a 10-day “cleanse” at the Tranquillum House seems to be just what she needs to repair. When she meets Masha, the stunning and passionate guru whose mission is to guide each of the nine newcomers to Tranquillum House through their individual transformations, Frances is a bit wary – but she’s trying her best to be open-minded. Little does she – or any of them – know how they will, in spite of themselves, be completely transformed ultimately, but not at all in the way that they think.
Some books are plot-driven and some are character-driven. This book is both. There are endearing and tragic characters whose layers are gradually peeled off one by one as the story is told via rotating narrative perspectives. Each has their vulnerability that is seen as something that might be remedied by a diet change, or with some counseling or some meditation. (Who can’t relate to that?) But there is also a wild plot that is imaginative and suspenseful and runs beyond where at least I expected it to go. And by the time it is completed, you feel that the nine are no longer strangers, but rather your dear friends.
Better read it before the movie comes out – it’s bound to be a movie!
All Sarah knows is her world of horses and riding and her grandfather’s driving perfectionistic training, and it is a world that protects her from the poverty that immediately surrounds her.
All Natasha knows is that she has to get through the divorce that she’s up against, and it is her constant, imperative work that shields her from having to think too much about what she’s about to lose.
And then suddenly, their two worlds follow a collision course that is as unlikely and unsuitable as it is inevitable. All that is familiar to each of them is turned upside down and neither knows how it will end. And neither does the reader until that very last page!
This book took some getting into. Because the two main characters are both obstinate and somewhat introverted, they are difficult to get to know (and to like) – at least from this reader’s perspective. But much like many who are quieter and take getting to know, it was worth the wait. As the story became more and more entangled, the characters became more and more endearing somehow – I guess because they showed more of who they were. We also learned more about more of the interesting peripheral characters, some of which were exquisitely colorful. Cowboy John, for example, while posing as a somewhat crass, wheeler-dealer type, actually revealed a very soft heart and was extremely tender and generous when it came to both Sarah and her grandfather, Henri.
And the plot was surprisingly surprising! There were many punches that came out of left field and that was quite fun. There were sad moments, heartbreaking moments, and moments when you wanted to yell at a character to warn them about what they could not see. But that is part of the fun too, no?
A solid read, just in time for summer! Enjoy!
A complicated motor vehicle accident involving a “lorry” (semi) and many cars is the focal point of this novel. We learn a bit about each of the characters that are involved as a prelude to the accident, and then it happens, sort of in slow motion, almost as they experience it. But it is the aftermath that carries each story line (and there are many that intertwine). The accident complicates and devastates, but in some ways revives and empowers. In every case, it changes the course of each of the lives of those involved in it.
There are quite a few characters, but the author does a wonderful job of endearing each of them to the reader, such that it is easy to keep track and stay interested in each of their trajectories. And transitions are particularly smooth. And because there are so many different story lines, the book never, ever gets dull. Honestly, a few of the characters are so charming and feel so real that by the end you’d like to invite them over for tea!
This is an utterly delightful novel that I very highly recommend!
At only age 5, Kya watched her mother carry her suitcase and walk away from their shack in the swamp, without even a glance back. Most of her siblings already having gone, her older brother Jodie, her protector and confidant, soon said his goodbye as well. It was then down to only Kya and her father, Jake, who was as stingy and unpredictable as his disability checks. Fortunately, Jodie had coached her well on how to navigate her way around the swamp, how to make herself disappear, and most importantly, how to appreciate the natural wonders around her. Because of the caring eye of a few who did look out for her, Kya did become much more than merely the “Marsh Girl.” But did the Marsh Girl also become someone capable of murder?
This is a riveting story, yet one told with subtlety and beauty and utter sadness. The innocent heartbreak of young Kya just tears at your heart and you can’t help feeling her loneliness yourself. Because the writing feels so intimate, as Kya grows, you feel her loss and vulnerability and her few victories personally, as if going through them yourself. And the analogies from nature all around her are quite striking.
My favorite writing technique of flipping from one time period to another is used in this story to full advantage. Going from when Kya is tiny and left alone to fast forward, when a dead body is found in the marsh, helps to lay down the root of a suspense that grows over the course of the story. It doesn’t play much of a role in the earlier part of the book, because we are so taken with little Kya, but it builds greatly later on as it comes to a crescendo. It’s really quite patiently and beautifully constructed.
If you haven’t guessed already, this is definitely a “MUST READ.” It’s beautiful, well-written, so very sad, but also suspenseful – definitely could not put it down! Highly recommend it!
When Hedy Kiesler receives her first ostentatiously presented, dozen bouquets of hothouse roses from an admirer after a performance at the theater, she has no idea that it is from the well-known, millionaire, munitions manufacturer, Fritz Mandl. While she can’t imagine that she’d really be attracted to this older man, she finds she is actually taken in by his charm and charisma. In actuality, she has little choice, as her father pointedly insists that Hitler’s advances in Germany in 1933 foreboded danger for Jews in Austria as well, and their family needed the protection Mandl might provide. As Hedy acquiesced, she gradually became trapped in a marriage which was more like a cage. As she plots her escape, she incurs a stain of guilt that she subsequently spends years of her life trying to repair.
This is in fact, the story of Hedy Lamarr, actress, scientist, and inventor. After she comes to America, she spends her days behind the camera and her evenings combing physics textbooks in order to master an ideal system to direct torpedoes without being able to be intercepted by an enemy, for use during WWII. She is not only beautiful and talented, but also brilliant and creative; much to the disbelief of the men around her. But knowing her secretive backstory gives her inventions context and helps the reader understand her motivations and connections to the war effort.
While this book is based in fact, it is written as fiction, and therefore so easy to read. Right from Page 1, it draws the reader in and it is difficult to put down until the end. There is humor and warmth and even a bit of suspense, and certainly anger on Hedy’s behalf. But overall, there is a great deal of respect for the person she was and the accomplishments she achieved. It also showed how strongly she had to fight to be respected for her internal beauty and intelligence when she had such striking external beauty.
This is a profound commentary on race, masquerading as a coming of age story of a white boy in a predominantly black middle school in inner city Boston.
Dave has terrible anxiety about navigating 6th grade in his challenged, underfunded public school. He is not only white, but terribly non-“baller” (non-athletic), wears all the wrong clothing, and is afraid to fight physically to defend himself – a proverbial lamb thrown into the lion’s den. His unlikely defender comes in the form of a short, khaki-wearing, quiet, intellectual, black, fellow 6th-grader named Marlon, who steps in and ultimately becomes his only friend. The boys communicate mainly through a common love for the “uncool” Celtics, but they bond on a deeper level of shared temperaments and a common goal of getting into the more prestigious middle school, Latin. While they do grow close, there are still things that Marlon seems to keep to himself. And even as Dave feels a victim as a minority in his school, he also very gradually faces the reality, in his own middle school understanding, how he actually gleans privilege with his white skin that Marlon cannot.
The voice utilized in the telling of this story is powerful and symbolic. It is Dave’s voice yet he has fully adopted the vernacular of his black peers. He is desperately seeking approval from these peers and needs to speak their language, quite literally. This language brings a raw and gritty texture to the story which feels so honest. What are also honest are the characters themselves, as they are real and complex and not stereotypical. Nor are they predictable – and guides the plot toward its both expected and truly unexpected routes.
This novel is a subtly disturbing commentary on our current state of affairs with regard to race. The American “dream,” as Dave’s “Cramps” (not a typo) spells out late in the book, is that if a person works hard enough, they can overcome any obstacle and succeed. This may be true for some, but the truth is that it is not a level playing field and we have to acknowledge this. People of color are denied advancement at every level compared to whites. And although there are many groups who are persecuted — my own (and Dave’s) group included, as the rise of anti-semitic violence has been noted to be staggering over the past few years — there is still not clear, daily aggression and micro-aggression toward these groups as there is toward people of color. The cards are still stacked against them, and we have to stop denying this and start turning this around. And the first step is for white people to be aware of and acknowledge our privilege.
Maybe more can be enlightened by reading this book?
After reading so many non-fiction and, frankly, disturbing books in a row, I needed something light and fun – and this was just the thing!
There’s clearly something amiss when Becky is not enthusiastic about shopping. She and her mother and the shopaholic cast of characters are on a trek to Las Vegas in search of Becky’s father, who’s gone missing on a mysterious “errand” with Becky’s friend Suze’s husband, Tarquin — and she’s found she’s lost her shopping groove. She also may have lost her best friend, Suze. And her father. As they all set out to find Becky’s father, they learn about her father’s kind-hearted mission to right a past wrong and they find a wild way to support him in the end.
While the previous Shopaholic book was a painful disappointment, I have to admit that this one was adventurous and highly amusing. None of these shopaholic books will be awarded the Nobel Prize for literature, but they are entertaining, engaging, plot-driven, heartwarming, and endearing – and they are a wonderful escape from these stressful times.
I highly recommend this as a delightful distraction from your everyday routine – and you don’t even have to tell anyone that you’ve indulged, as I’ve admitted to here!