To The North by Elizabeth Bowen
Well did I ever have the wrong idea
about this book. It’s been on my shelf for a long time and I was sure it was
about a woman who moved to the far north with her husband. I thought it was
about them scratching out a living in the snow and ice of the Northwest
Territories. I’ve read several similar stories and wasn’t yet ready for another
one so I kept putting it off. When I make my quarterly reading list I always
include one book that’s been on my shelf far too long and this time my
attention turned to To The North
because I’m tired of seeing it there.
What a surprise. It has nothing to
do with wilderness life, but is in fact set in 1940’s London amongst well-to-do
people with names like Julian and Cecilia. Svelte dresses, cocktails, and
beautiful homes are the stuff this book is made of. So I went from thinking ‘pioneer
drama’ to ‘upper class fluff’, but surprise again, this is nowhere near fluff. It’s
a serious story about how we live our lives on one level while showing the
world another, nicer, level. These characters are very human, deeply flawed,
and trying to make the most of lives they find unfulfilling.
I love Elizabeth Bowen’s writing
style and was pleased to discover a backlist of novels I’d never heard of. So
not only did I enjoy a book I was dreading a bit, but I discovered an author
with a whole list of books I can now look forward to reading. Success on every
level.
The Princess Saves Herself In This One
by Amanda Lovelace
This is a book of poems that tell
the story of a girl who worked her way from abused and depressed to strong and
free. It’s written in free verse and I’ve read some of the criticisms that say
it’s not really poetry, but I disagree. Yes, there are some that read like an
ordinary sentence with the words written in a column instead of a line, but
there is more that does read like poetry, in that much meaning is packed into
few words. In poetry every word, every image, every figure of speech has a
purpose and I see that in these poems. I did think it was a bit self-indulgent
at times, but then I don’t know the author or what she’s been through. It's possible that if I read it again, and I want to, I may not feel that way.
Overall I liked it. It’s easy and
smooth to read as far as language goes (fyi, there are a few f-bombs) and easy
to understand. I got through it quite quickly but it would be possible to spend
more time in it absorbing the impact of her words. I do think it deserves that.
I'm not much of a short story fan, but I love Maeve Binchy's story telling style. Since there won't be any more novels, I thought I'd give this a shot. The stories are quite short, tiny snippets of people's lives dealing with a particular situation, sometimes covering a mere few hours and yet each one feeling complete. And they are absolutely wonderful. The characters are poignantly real and their problems ordinary and familiar, but as always she manages to make them fresh and fascinating. It's a small book filled with tiny, delicious slices of life, highly readable and very satisfying.
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