Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fiction. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

One More Thing

You might know BJ Novak from his many roles in movies and TV shows we love to watch (The Office, Saving Mr. Banks, Inglorious Basterds), and now you can have his book sitting on your own bookshelf!  
One More Thing is a collection of short stories (some very short, just a few lines) that you will just totally breeze through.  There's the guy who wears the same red shirt every day so that he's easy to pick out in the 'Missed Connections' section of the newspaper, the girl who gives great advice, a child who wins a cereal competition which unravels his life.  One of my favorites is about a woman on a blind date with a great guy except that he's a warlord.  (This American Life did a radio show of this story, which starts 7 minutes in here.)  
You'll love it for a beach day, as it's easy to find stopping points, or for a day of travel on a flight with a child. I totally enjoyed it.

Thursday, April 24, 2014

The Luminaries


I wish I could sugarcoat this to make myself sound faster or smarter, but it's impossible: this book took me over two months to finish.  Granted, Eleanor Catton's novel is over 800 pages and there is a small child taking up a lot of my time, but that seems like a really long time to get through a novel.  
It should give you a taste of how much/little I enjoyed it. 
The short story is that The Luminaries is about Walter Moody, an Englishman who has sailed to New Zealand in the 1860s to partake in their gold rush.  On the night he arrives, he stumbles upon a gathering in the lobby of a hotel; twelve men are discussing their involvement in the disappearance of a young entrepreneur, the overdose of a prostitute, and the sudden discovery of a rather large fortune at the house of a dead alcoholic.  This sounds like an interesting read right off the bat. 
And I really wanted to enjoy this tome.  It's the most recent Man Booker Prize recipient, the author is a young woman (always exciting to see the award go to the unexpected!), and I truly think it is a well-written story.  It just wasn't interesting to me.  It took a few chapters to get into the language Catton uses, as it is (evidently) a parody of a 19th-century novel and the characters speak as such.  Even taking that into consideration, something about the convoluted story arc and main characters didn't do it for me.  
Does that happen to you?  I'm not sure if it was overrated or just not suited for me.  

Thursday, January 9, 2014

State of Wonder


It happened!  I finished a book over the holidays!  I won't confess how long it's taken me to read Ann Patchett's State of Wonder, but I will tell you that I loved it.
Decades ago, Dr. Marina Singh was a budding obstetrician studying under a well-respected but incredibly demanding gynecologist and teacher, Annick Swenson.  Now, Marina works for Vogel, a pharmaceutical company, where she is partner to the kind and family-centered Anders Eckman.  When Anders dies under mysterious circumstances in the Amazon jungle while researching a new miracle drug, Marina is sent off to find out more from his team, including the elusive Dr. Swenson.
It may not sound like much, but it's such an intriguing start to a book.  Patchett is detailed without being overly verbose with her characters, so you'll be sucked in from the get-go.  Much happens within the nearly 400 pages, including an encounter with a cannibalistic Amazon tribe, interactions with 70-year-old pregnant women, and an attachment to an astute and gentle deaf/mute adolescent.  State of Wonder is definitely a book you could read in a weekend; if you're stuck inside with dreary weather, this is sure to transport you.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Letters From Skye

Jessica Brockmole's debut novel is an absolute pleasure to read.  My mom brought an advanced reader's copy from the American Library Association conference (so I wouldn't have to worry about returning it to the library; she's a smart lady who knows that new moms are not punctual in the least), and I casually read it during August's night feedings.  As if seeing that cute baby boy's eager face during our midnight meetings wasn't enough, this book helped me stay awake in the wee small hours of the morning.
This epistolary novel takes place during World Wars I and II, and tells the story of two pen pals from different sides of 'the pond'.  Elsbeth is a poet in Scotland, specifically the Isle of Skye, whose words entrance American David Graham.  He writes to her on a whim, and she responds; thus, a years-long correspondence begins.  Their romance is sweet, but won't give you a toothache; I found it charming.
Brockmole weaves in vivid imagery of Europe during WWI.  David signs up to be an ambulance driver in Europe, which isn't something I think about when war comes to mind.  It's also easy for civilians to gloss over the agony of being out of touch with their loved ones who are fighting, and this book taps into the worry of waiting for a letter.  One review I read compares this to The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, a very fitting statement, and one that might help you picture the feel for Skye.  I thoroughly enjoyed both!

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Labor Day


Months ago, my grandmother sent me a recommendation for this book, with a note that it was the first good book she'd read in a while.  Feeling in a bit of a book rut myself, I picked it up from my local bookstore (couldn't even wait to get it from the library!), and dug in.  
Maynard's sixth book follows the story of a young man, Henry, who runs into a stranger while running errands, and inexplicably invites him to go home with him and his mother.  Henry and his mother generally lead a solitary life; she has become somewhat of a hermit, and Henry is picked on at school.  The stranger gives their Labor Day weekend a dash of the extraordinary, although it is said that all good things must end.  
This novel is a wonderful read, quick but soulful.  Maynard imbues her characters with heart and they pop right off the page.  As the holiday is quickly approaching, I definitely recommend picking this book up to read by the pool! 

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

My Name is Memory

Ann Brashares may be best known for a little series she wrote for young adults about a pair of jeans (Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, anyone?), but she has also written two novels that steer toward a more adult audience.  The more recent publication, My Name is Memory, caught my eye while I was shelving books at my local library.  A Florida girl cannot say no to a book cover that features water like that.
The gist of Memory is that Daniel and Lucy are meant to be together.  Daniel was born with the ability to remember his past lives, back to around 500ish AD, which is the first time he recalls laying eyes on the soul of Lucy.  The novel is told by both characters: Lucy in the present day, figuring out the attraction she feels to this mystery man she first encounters in high school, and Daniel recounting his past, including his many families and lives that have led him back to Lucy.  The idea itself is intrinsically intriguing; who hasn't tried to fall for the concept of love at first sight?
The problem is the story's execution.  Daniel's history is based solely on his connections with Lucy, so don't expect any social commentary or big moments being documented here.  Lucy is written so flatly and with little personality that it's difficult to believe that a man would spend centuries trying to work his way into her life; honestly, is there no other woman he's had intense feelings for over 1600 years?  Daniel's ability is interesting enough, to the point where I wish he had been the sole narrator.
Don't even get me started on the ending.  Ugh.  Can I just say a lot of this book reminded me of Twilight, and leave it at that?  From the author trying to make romance out of thin air, to the descriptions of intimacy, I felt so underwhelmed by the love story.  It was a bummer.  I'd pass on this one.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Skippy Dies

I really hate to ruin anyone's day, but 14-year-old Skippy does not make it past page 5 in this second novel from Paul Murray.  As you can probably deduce from the title, Daniel 'Skippy' Juster, dies.  The first half of the book is dedicated to the lead-up to the death, while the second half deals with the fallout.  The majority takes place in an exclusive and long-standing Catholic boys' school, and its nearby town.
Although there are several plot points, including string theory, a teacher's affair with a substitute, pills, and at least one teacher's battle with some illicit longings, this is a character-driven piece.  Skippy is dealing with some issues at home and is not known for being a lothario; you can imagine his surprise when one of the prettiest girls at the neighboring all-girls' school takes up with him.  Skippy's roommate, Ruprecht, is hiding his own secrets while constantly building new and outlandish inventions.  Their small group of friends falls apart after Skippy's death, each one dealing with the loss in his own way.  A history teacher is having a quarter-or-third-life crisis, which he deals with by taking up with a geography substitute during a school dance, leaving a number of students unchaperoned and the school open to a host of complaints.
This is just a small glimpse into the 647-page tome.  It's not that Murray is long-winded; it's that there is so much going on in and it's difficult to maintain a steady stream of interest in such a multitude of characters.  Perhaps if I had read it over a couple of days, rather than a couple of weeks, I would have enjoyed this more.  It is an enjoyable read if you don't go in expecting madcap adventures in an all-boys' school; adjust your expectations accordingly, and read in long spurts if possible.

Wednesday, June 5, 2013

An Arsonist's Guide to Writer's Homes in New England

Whew, what a mouthful of a title!  I'm about 6 years late to the party for Brock Clarke's novel (it came out in 2007), but, after plodding my way through it, don't really feel as though I missed out on much.
The story follows Sam Pulsifer, a somewhat clueless and hapless 30-something man who accidentally burnt down Emily Dickinson's house during his teenage years.  Oh, and there was a couple inside the house at the time who didn't make it out.  He's done his 10 years in prison, and the plot picks up about 10 years after his release, when he is the married father of two.  At this point, someone has started setting fire to other notable author's houses in New England, and all signs point to Sam.  This time, though, he has nothing to do with it.
Who's framing him?  Why didn't he tell his wife or children about his past, and why did he lie to them about his parents being dead?  What's going on with his alcoholic father and enabling mother?
For me, the biggest question of the novel is, "Why am I supposed to care?"  I had higher hopes for this book, which was compared to The World According to Garp and Catch-22 in a few reviews I checked out.  Perhaps if I'd read this at a different point in my life (maybe when I was in high school and neck-deep in my Chuck Palahniuk phase), I would have enjoyed Sam's story.  However, my interest waned after realizing that he doesn't take responsibility for any of his actions, and does absolutely nothing to help himself.  He's one of those guys who thinks things just keep happening to him without any provocation, when he really could stop the build-up of blame by being a grown-up.  I won't be picking up any of Clarke's other novels; this one totally turned me off.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

How to Buy A Love of Reading

Tanya Egan Gibson's debut novel is a bit...challenging at first.  I picked it up because, honestly, how great is that title?  I did end up reading the whole thing, but it took a good two weeks; something about the characters took a while to resonate with me, and the plot is such that I just stopped explaining it to people when they asked what I was reading.  BUT I did finish it, so don't be completely deterred!
The main gist is that Carley's parents have decided that their 16th birthday present to their daughter is a novel commissioned especially for her to foster a love of the written word.  They will be modern-day Medicis, and bring the meta-fiction author Bree McEnroy to live with them for a month while the novel is being completed.  Slowly, throughout the writing process, secrets are uncovered, harsh truths faced, and a world-famous author is brought back to the public eye.
There are a lot of people to keep track of here: Hunter, the alcoholic, pill-popping heartthrob of Fox Glen; Gretchen, Carley's weight-obsessed mother; Suzanne, Hunter's mother who has been carrying on a decades-long affair with Carley's father, Francis; Amber, Carley's best friend and Hunter's sometimes-booty call; the list continues.  The setting, Fox Glen, is like something out of Great Gatsby, which is somewhat paralleled in How to Buy...The parties are grand, and the story becomes less about the crazy lifestyle and more about the people in the second act.
If you are feeling up to engaging in this story, you'll need to just grit your teeth and power through the first section.  It's a challenge, but I did find myself staying up late the last couple of nights to finish this book.  I can't recommend it to everyone, but there are definitely worse ways to spend your evenings!

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

One Last Thing Before I Go


Admittedly, I have a soft spot for Jonathan Tropper; his fifth novel, This is Where I Leave You, was the first book I reviewed on TLP.  I stand by my original statement of Tropper being cut from the same cloth as the decidedly male-centric Nick Hornby; this is another novel about the plight of the middle-aged, middle-class suburban male in today's world.  
Drew Silver is having a tough week: his ex-wife is getting remarried to a cardiac surgeon, his 18-year old daughter just told him that she's pregnant, and he has been told (by his ex's fiancee) that he needs a stent put into his heart or else he will die within a matter of months.  After years of having nothing to live for and secluding himself from everyone who loves him, Silver decides to not have the surgery, using his remaining weeks to rebuild some of those bridges long ago burned.  
The novel moves along at a swift pace, and the characters are moderately likable, if not incredibly flawed.  Tropper is at his best when exploring the inner workings of the male mind, as with Silver's realization that his father (a rabbi) has never raised his voice until recently or that his daughter has told him about her pregnancy because he's the one person who she doesn't mind disappointing.  I can't help reading his books as though they're already being scripted for films, as they feel a bit Hollywood.  There's a big revelation, love triangles, scripted ending.  I'd visit Tropper's books for summer reading, as there's not too much here to really scratch your head over.  

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

The One and Only Ivan

My mom recommended this book to me a few months ago, as it's based on a silverback gorilla who now resides in the Atlanta Zoo!  Katherine Applegate tells the story of the one and only Ivan, who lives in a mall.  He's one of a few zoo animals who does shows a couple of times a day; there's also Stella, an older elephant, and Bob, a stray dog who sleeps on his belly at night.  The mall owner/zoo keeper brings a baby elephant named Ruby into the show one day, and her optimistic outlook on life kicks Ivan's ambition to get out of the mall big-top into high gear.  
It's a juvenile fiction book, so the wording is pretty simple.  I almost wrote 'the narrative is pretty simple,' but had to backtrack; I think this book has a lot of depth that isn't always present in books for younger audiences.  Ivan and Stella have been treated pretty badly by humans, and Ruby is a baby whose spirit is in danger of being squashed by the mall owner.  Readers will definitely develop a great amount of empathy for the animals represented in the book, and it offers several opportunities for discussion with kids.  Also, it won the Newbery Award, so you know it's good!

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

11.22.63

This book was recommended to me by my wonderfully prolific reader cousin Summer.  It's not my first Stephen King read (my dad used to loan me copies of his short stories and novellas, which are mind-boggling and bizarre), but it's been a while since I picked up one of his works; man, he is just a good writer.  King might be the only author who can make a story about the story of a man who travels back in time to stop the JFK assassination believable.
11.22.63 begins in 2011, when Jake Epping is summoned by the guy who owns a local diner.  It turns out that, in the back room of the establishment, there is a portal into September 1958.   Jake can step back into mid-century America and change history.  Al tried to go back to stop the assassination, but became ill while he waited for 1963 to roll around; he thinks Jake is the guy for the job.  A lot of things contribute to Jake deciding to accept the assignment (his recovering alcoholic wife has recently left him, things around town are kind of slow, he doesn't have a ton of connections to keep track of), but chief among them is a writing assignment he graded for his GED English class about a man whose life was changed on the night that his father murdered his family.  Jake decides to go back in time and try to stop this event first, then stays on in the past as George Amberson, a nomad who travels from Maine to Florida to Texas.  His journey finally leads to Lee Harvey Oswald and that fateful day in November.  Will he have the conviction to stop Oswald's gun from firing?
Let's start with the fact that this novel is a hulking, very King-esque 849 pages.  It's taken me 3 weeks to complete, not because it wasn't riveting and well-paced, but because it's so thick.  Jake travels back in time more than once, so there are a couple of time lines to keep straight, in addition to the issue of him having a life from 1958-1963.
As I was navigating the plot, John Paul asked, "So has the woman come in yet?"  He didn't know anything about the story, but was totally correct in intuiting that there was a love story connected in some way.  Jake/George does indeed cross paths with a woman while in Texas, and their match imbues the novel with much-needed emotional resonance and gives him a sense of responsibility in the past toward someone other than himself.
In the end, yes, the story has a lot of information about a truly watershed moment in American history (keep in mind, though, that this is fiction), but is more about how a man from today's world can develop a life in a completely new time and place.  I totally recommend it.  Just make sure you have the time!

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

My Life and Hard Times

In the midst of packing, I came across this 1933 James Thurber autobiography, which I read for high school English Lit.  Have you read it?  Seriously, it is an absolutely wonderful misanthropic humorous book.  Even better, every event he wrote about took place before he was 25 years old.  Hey, your own 20s could be worth a book!
Thurber grew up in Columbus, Ohio, with his mom, dad, senile grandfather, two brothers, and a cousin who sleeps with camphor next to his bed in case he needs to be revived in the middle of the night.  He includes stories of the night a bed fell on his father in the attic (note: it didn't really), the family dog who bit everyone except his mother, the day the dam in the city broke (note: it didn't really), and his time at Ohio State University.  He's absurd, but incredibly earnest; the stories are short and giggle-worthy; and Thurber's illustrations are charming.  You know he used to be a humorist for The New Yorker?

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Beautiful Ruins

 

Jess Walter's latest novel is part homage to grand films of the past, and part coming of age for adults.  Two main plotlines and times tell the story of a rising star of the 1960s and her time spent in a small port city in Italy; interwoven is the modern tale of a woman who has her dream job in film development, but has to work for a man who makes truly awful movies.  One day, a man shows up in the movie studio she works in, asking for her boss and dredging up memories of a past that will teach everyone the importance of making the right choices and second chances. 
The amazing part of this novel is that both stories are equally compelling: Pasquel, an Italian 20-something who has moved back to his small hometown to care for his mother after his father passes away, is enthralled by the visiting beauty, Dee, on respite from her filming obligations for Cleopatra; in the current day, Claire, who works for legendary producer Michael Deane, longs to find that one project she can truly believe in, and meets Pasqual by happenstance on a day when her boss is out of the office.  Pasqual spends his life in a state of penance for missing his father's death, leaving behind his love in Florence, not doing enough to help the ailing Dee when she comes to his small hotel.  He's a wonderful character, and your heart will just ache for him as he matures throughout the novel.  Claire's faith in creativity and even romance is fading at the beginning of her story, and she needs to actually see something work out for the best to maintain her happiness.  Michael Deane is a less likable character, but necessary and the most stereotypical of the novel. 
This isn't a book that will change your life, but it is interesting to read the non-fiction woven into the novel (Richard Burton and Liz Taylor make appearances) and Walter keeps the pace brisk.  Would be a great summer read!

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

The Sleep Hollow Family Almanac

In all honesty, I feel like I should like this book more than I actually did.  It's received pretty decent reviews from NPR and was a starred review in Publisher's Weekly, but I couldn't get behind it 100%. 
Calvin Moretti is a 24-year-old living at home after his plans to be a great...something with film doesn't work out.  He is aimless, awful with his finances, has warped priorities, and can't seem to really grow up, but we're supposed to connect with his innate humanity.  (None of us is perfect, Calvin is willing to admit his own flaws, etc.)  His successful older brother lives at home to help take care of his recuperating-from-cancer father, and his teenage sister has recently admitted that she is pregnant.  You can imagine what this has done to his mother.
Calvin spends his days working with autistic children, getting stoned with his high school friends, and trying to figure out what to do with his life.  I can see how other people in their mid-20s are supposed to find a kindred spirit in him: I have spent a lot of time wondering why I paid a not insignificant amount of money for a post-graduate degree when I can't find a job outside of administrative work.  At 26 years old, I don't feel like a grown-up. 
BUT Kris D'Agostino's novel seems to think that the the modicum of growing up that Calvin does throughout the story is equal to climbing Mt. Everest.  Calvin quitting his job when he has no back-up isn't helping anyone.  His inability to save money because he 'deserves' weed, vinyl, and prescription painkillers isn't indicative of a man who knows how to grow up; it's indicative of a man who won't  grow up.  By the time the book was over, I was ready to be done with the Moretti family. 
On the upside, this book did make me feel as though  my life is a bit more together than I think at times.  I'll take these small victories where I can!

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

The Graveyard Book

What a fun audiobook!  JP and I listened to this juvenile/YA fiction story on our way to Illinois from Georgia, and it was more than entertaining while driving through a snowstorm.  Bonus: Neil Gaiman narrates for the audio version, and he has a great British accent. 
Nobody ('Bod' for short) is orphaned one night as a 18-month-old toddler.  A mysterious man sneaks into his house and kills the other three members of his family; Bod makes it out of the house by climbing out of his crib and crawling to a nearby graveyard, where he is taken in by a ghostly couple who never managed to have children in their lives.  Bod is given the 'Freedom of the Graveyard,' and can see its inhabitants and pass through crypts supernaturally.  That being said, he is not immune to needs like food, water, and clothing; for that, his guardian, Silas, goes into the human world and brings back what Bod needs to survive.  Each chapter in the novel describes encounters in Bod's life: the day of the 'Danse Macabre' (one of my favorite chapters of the story), his discovery of the centuries-old Sleer that guards a treasure hidden deep in a hill, his young friendship with another human girl named Scarlett.  Gaiman does a great job of imbuing the stories with a sense of the supernatural that never feels over-the-top, but rather humane and just out of our reach of understanding and reality. 
The man who murdered Bod's family is still searching for the toddler who escaped him, and this story line threads throughout the novel.  The man, named Jack, will not stop until the body has been discovered and 'taken care of.'  Keep your guard up toward the end of the book, as not everything is as it appears...
Now, I can't comment on the illustrations, as we only listened to the book.  I can reassure you that this is an excellent audiobook for a long roadtrip, or even broken up into chapters during long walks or runs with an iPod or the like.  It feels more wintery than anything, so you may want to check it out before the days get longer and hot!

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Where'd You Go, Bernadette?

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If this book were a movie, it would be a mad-cap, slightly screwball comedy with a large cast of well-known actors circulating around one main woman: Bernadette.  Maria Semple's novel is told through a series of notes, e-mails, fictitious news articles, and journal entries, making it feel incredibly personal and as though the reader is privy to everyone's dirty secrets and thoughts. 
As the story opens, Bernadette's daughter, Bee, is telling her family that she has received straight As on her report card and would like to be rewarded with a trip to Antarctica.  Bernadette and her husband, Elgin, completely agree that they should take a family trip, and plan the vacation.  Things go downhill from there; Bernadette's allergy to Seattle (where they live) and her neighbors (she calls them 'the gnats') intensifies to a point where she cannot be bothered to leave the house to buy groceries or even call restaurants to make Thanksgiving reservations.  She leaves everything up to an online assistant, who does everything from call in prescriptions for anti-psychotic medications to taking care of passport issues (from 'India').  Bernadette's issues with her neighbors, husband, and even Bee become more and more problematic until one day when she just disappears. 
Where did she go?  And more importantly, who is she really?  Bernadette is a mother and best friend to Bee, an opinionated and slightly damaged partner to her husband, an anxiety-ridden mess to her neighbors, and a design genius to architecture nerds.  Each chapter reveals secrets and clues to the real Bernadette, and the relaxed tone and flexible structure of the book makes the pages fly by. 
I can't recommend thi book enough for a dead-of-winter escape.  I tore through the novel with reckless abandon.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

The Reluctant Fundamentalist

I'm a bit late to the game with this novella, published in 2007.  Mohsin Hamid has written a compelling story of a Pakistani man, Changez, who came to the US to attend Princeton and became enamored with the merit system set up in the country.  He is offered a high-paying consulting job right out of college, which involves him proving himself on a regular basis, wearing well-tailored suits, and speaking in a British accent so his ethnicity does not scare his clients.  Changez also falls in love with Erica, an emotionally unavailable woman mourning the loss of her childhood sweetheart.  He watches her come undone nearly in front of his eyes, and is powerless to help her. 
Changez is in Manila when the World Trade Center buildings are attacked, and watches the towers crumble on TV with a smile.  Although he has received much from his adoptive country, he cannot help by feel satisfied that America has been 'brought to her knees' by an outsider.  It's a powerful image, this man who cannot fake his frustration at being a constant fringe member of society in the US. 
The story is made all the more interesting by the format in which it is told: Changez is sitting with an unidentified American in a Pakistani sidewalk cafe, telling his story as a monologue without any input from his guest.  This man's purpose in Pakistan is never made clear, but Changez is a gifted conversationalist, and the topics never feel stilted.
As much as we call ourselves a 'melting pot,' this book feels especially resonant today with the DREAM Act and constant discussion of immigrant rights in our country.  I can see why a number of colleges and universities are using this book for freshman reading lists, as it is bound to bring up some great discussion.  As soon as I finished my copy, I called up Grandma in North Carolina (my steadfast book recommender) to figure out the ending.  At less than 250 pages, you can get through this in a day and leave the afternoon for devouring reviews and articles about it online.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Seating Arrangements

(I have a killer cake recipe- it involves 17 layers- coming up for you on Wednesday, but just couldn't get it together quickly enough for a Monday morning post!  A little switching up of the schedule, just for the holidays.)

As you may recall, I was very excited to read this debut novel from Maggie Shipstead; just look at that adorable cover!  It's received pretty decent reviews- maybe a 77% positive rating for most of the articles I read about it.  Perhaps I am just not in the right state of mind to enjoy this summer wisp of a novel, but consider this a case of overhype and just plain unlikable characters.  
The narrator jumps around to a few different characters, though mainly rests squarely on Winn, an upper-class banker marrying off his older, pregnant daughter in a destination wedding in New England.    Throughout the three-day affair, he lusts after one of the bridesmaids, considers why he hasbeen languishing on the waitlist for an exclusive 'club' on the wedding island, makes sure his younger daughter knows he disapproves of her life choices, and gives the world's worst wedding toast.  He's also hellbent on belittling his imagined nemesis by doing everything from threatening to sue his club to sawing off the weather vane on his newly-built mansion. 
We also get peeks into the thought process of Dominique, a bridesmaid who happens to be an outsider to this lifestyle; Biddy, Winn's tolerant and patient wife; Livia, the younger daughter who is getting over her own social embarrassment; and Agatha, the temptress bridesmaid.  A few of these characters are more relatable than Winn, though, honestly, not by much. 
My biggest issue with the book, other than the fact that I was hoping for so much more, is that there seems to be no point within its pages.  The plot is easy enough to follow (get a lot of WASPs together on an island with whale shorts and liquor, add a wedding and a father-of-the-bridezilla), but the ending is practically non-existent and there is virtually no character arc to Winn.  The guy who dominates the book just goes further and further into his warped idea of what life should be like, without coming to any actual conclusions about his lifestyle and ideals.  
One reviewer said it perfectly with this quote, "The whitest book I read all year, and I read The Marriage Plot."  I couldn't have said it better.  This book has no dark meat, nothing to really sink your teeth into or add flavor.  Pass.

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

The Twelve

 

If I seemed a little out-of-touch over the past two weeks, it's because I was thoroughly entrenched in Justin Cronin's The Twelve, the sequel to his incredibly popular thriller, The Passage.  Summer pre-ordered the follow-up as a birthday present back in August (it was released in October) and I'm just getting to it (the stack of books on my bedside table has been insane). 
To begin my opinion, I'd like to say that I was initially a bit underwhelmed by this sequel.  Perhaps my standards were set too high after The Passage, and I certainly don't want to sound like a reader who can't be satisfied, but something about this story left me a bit wanting. 
The Twelve begins much in the same way that the first novel did: roughly 10 years in the future, in the days when the virals were first being found in the mainstream.  A young, pregnant doctor, Lila, is being questioned by the police and it is obvious that she has been incredibly traumatized by what she saw in the hospital on the day in question.  Horace Guilder is a high-ranking military official with ties to Lila and the viral who picks her up, Lawrence Grey.  We'll read about these three throughout the novel.
Flash forward to 97 A.V. (after virus) and we're following a couple of story lines involving a strict work camp in Iowa, as well as a couple of characters from the first novel (Peter Jaxon, Lish, Sarah, Hollis, etc.) as they seek a way to restore humanity and hope to mankind. 
My mind was all over the place while reading this book, mostly because it jumps back and forth between story lines, characters, and even time periods.  This isn't to say that I didn't enjoy it; I did the whole "I'm into it, so I'm reading quickly...oh no, it's going by too fast, slow down..." dance.  Whereas Passage focuses on human survival and their inherent goodness, Twelve is written more from the point-of-view of certain virals, and has some semblance of government and society rules within.  Stronger themes of parental attachment and lineage, the reasons for survival, and motivations of a governing party abound in this novel, giving more meat to the already bulky Twelve.  After dwelling on the ideas and characters, I can't help but feel like this novel is actually even more epic than its predecessor. 
Pardon me while I geek out, but I'll compare it to the 5th Harry Potter novel, in which sheer character development and escapades don't create the emotional heft of the story; that's left to the battle between what's right, what's accepted, and how to enact change.  The Twelve addresses revolution and change, both individually and as a society, in a way that The Passage doesn't need to.  I'm so psyched for the last installment in this trilogy; 2014, get here quickly!