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Maine Time: A Slower Pace

IN A BOOK

I’m a voracious reader, but I have to admit that this summer I’m finding it harder to read serious works. Perhaps it’s the effect of living with the coronavirus or maybe it’s part laziness. In any case, I’m spending more time devouring beach reads and mysteries with the occasional heavier title tossed in. Some of the books I brought to Maine are ones I’ve owned for awhile, but many of them sit in a yet-to-be-read stack while I dive into the latest e-book from the library or some just purchased light fare. That said, here are two intriguing novels and one long memoir that lends itself to skimming. What is your reading like this year?

Historical Fiction

Mistress of the Ritz by Melanie Benjamin

Books about people and events during World War II are still big sellers. I’m beginning to tire of them, but Mistress of the Ritz was an exception. It’s gripping and thrilling and a fast-paced read. It’s based on or perhaps inspired by, as author Benjamin states in an afterword, Blanche Auzello and her husband, Claude, the manager of the Ritz. It begins in 1940 when the Nazis first occupy Paris–and the hotel. What is amazing and makes for delicate situations, is that the hotel remains open to rich and celebrated guests while simultaneously being Nazi headquarters. Blanche is an American while Claude is French and exceedingly proud of his position. He devotes himself to the Ritz and to a succession of mistresses that leave his wife subject to neglect.

photo of Blanche Auzello
Blanche Auzello (memoiresdeguerre.com)

Early on, the reader experiences Blanche as a bit of a flibbertigibbet, caught up with fashion, hobnobbing with famous guests, and flirting with handsome Nazi officers. One wonders where her story will lead. As ordinary people begin to disappear, life becomes harder for these two gracious hosts, and the roles they furtively play expose them to danger and exposure. It’s a novel of secrets and intrigue, love and trust, mistrust and misunderstanding. Chapters alternate between Claude and Blanche. Recommended!

Benjamin is also the author of The Aviator’s Wife, a very well received novel about the marriage of Anne and Charles Lindbergh. (~JWFarringon)

Contemporary Thriller

The Last Flight by Julie Clark

I have my friend Marnie to thank for putting me on to this novel. The Last Flight is about two women anxious to exit their present lives. Claire Cook is married to a wealthy man, scion of a wealthy family, who is also abusive. She is desperate to escape his censure and physical abuse and plots to assume a new identity on a business trip to Detroit.

Claire gets re-assigned to fly to Puerto Rico instead and in the airport meets Eva who is leaving a checkered past behind. Eva has fewer options for the future, so she offers to exchange boarding passes and IDs with Claire. What happens when Claire and Eva assume each other’s identities and struggle to function in new environments makes for a gripping story. There may be a few too many coincidences, but it’s a great gallop of a book! (~JWFarrington)

Memoir–Serious But Not Too

Barbarian Days:  A Surfing Life by William Finnegan (2015)

William Finnegan is a staff writer for the New Yorker and author of a number of books.  I am the last person my friends would expect to read a book about surfing, but his memoir won the Pulitzer Price and got such great reviews, it’s been on my radar.  A hefty 400 plus pages, it’s chock full of detail about surfing spots around the world. 

William Finnegan, surfer, approaching waves
(kcrw.com)

Finnegan is almost mesmerizing as he describes waves, water, and the thrill of surfing.  And he’s candid about his occasional fear of drowning.  For me, the appeal was more his account of his childhood years in California and Hawaii, his parents’ laissez-faire approach to any oversight of his doings, and the regular bullying he quietly endured into his teens.  

Finnegan took a long time to settle down. He roamed the globe to experience great surfing venues (Samoa, Australia, Madeira), dropped in and out of college, reported from war zones, and worked on a novel.  Finnegan claims that surfing was not his primary passion in the way that it is for others, but he was regularly enticed to yet another locale. It’s clear that surfing remains important to him and is an escape from the mundane even into his 60’s. (~JWFarrington)

Note: Header photo of Cozy Harbor ©JWFarrington

Tidy Tidbits: Recent Reading, etc.

FEELING GRATEFUL

The Chief Penguin and I were extremely fortunate, lucky, actually.  We endured an anxious 48 hours in New York as Hurricane Irma moved closer and closer to our coast and to the possibility of obliterating our stretch of paradise.  But as Irma shifted eastward and the winds changed direction, we were the beneficiaries of good fortune.  We returned home earlier this week, and yes, there were big trees uprooted and a fair amount of debris, but our house was intact and dry.  We heaved a big sigh of relief while sympathizing with many of our friends nearby who lost power for 5, 6, 7, 8 or even 9 days.  And we feel for the many thousands of people in the Keys and Puerto Rico who were not so fortunate.

 MOMA

Before we left Manhattan, we walked the High Line and paid a visit to the Museum of Modern Art for lunch in their café (good food at a very reasonable price) and a tour around the Robert Rauschenberg retrospective.  It turns out we were there just before the exhibit closed.  Quite a range of works from paintings with objects like metal fans or a stuffed bird affixed to the canvas, to colorful textiles, and even a vat of brownish bubbling mud.  To read more about Rauschenberg’s work, here’s an exhibit review from the New York Times.

 

 

 

 

 

   

 

 

 

CURRENT READING

 Strangers Tend to Tell Me Things: A Memoir of Love, Loss, and Coming Home by Amy Dickinson

Many of the memoirs I’ve read in the past year or so have dealt with the act of dying.  While Ms. Dickinson has had more than her share of hardship and disappointment, she has a basically positive attitude about life and this book ends on an up note.  I especially enjoyed her account of growing up in a teeny tiny burg in upstate New York (not all that far from where I grew up) and what it was like to choose to return there to live permanently as a middle-aged adult.  Not something I would have chosen for myself.

From finding love post 50 to navigating the shoals of gaining acceptance from her newly acquired stepdaughters, it is a heartfelt, candid book.  Dickinson also writes the “Ask Amy” syndicated advice column carried in many newspapers. (~JW Farrington)

What Happened by Hillary Clinton

I am a Hillary fan (not that I think she ran a perfect campaign) and was one of her supporters.  I got her new book immediately, have begun it, and am about a quarter of the way into it.  Two immediate observations.  One, she comes across as warm and flexible and human in a way that she has never been before in her public life.  Two, she shares her regrets, personal mistakes, and apologizes for her loss in the election.  She doesn’t take all the blame, but she says she’s sorry in a way I can’t ever imagine a male politician doing.  I can’t envision any man writing this kind of soul-baring prose.

But, it is a very long book and she is wordy and so determined to be comprehensive that I get bogged down periodically and have to set aside the flow of words.  Even though she lost, her candidacy was an historic first, a fact that may have gotten lost recently.  She provides a very good chapter on what the challenges and obstacles are for female politicians in general.  Some of those also apply to women scaling the corporate ladder.  I will persevere on the book.  (~JW Farrington)

ON THE HIGH LINE

Note:  All photos by JWFarrington (some rights reserved)

 

Celebration & Reflection

PRIDE AND MEMORY

This is the weekend that Gay Pride parades take place in New York, San Francisco and other cities, cause for celebration.   But, it also seems fitting to mention the relatively new New York City AIDS Memorial.  Located in the West Village at the intersection of W. 12th Street, 7th Avenue and Greenwich Avenue, it was just dedicated in December 2016.  Over the years, more than 100,000 New Yorkers have died of AIDS.  

The former St. Vincent’s Hospital (1849-2010), located here, had the first and the largest AIDS ward on the east coast.  It’s a hospital with a laudable history as it treated survivors of the Titanic shipwreck (1912) and victims of the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory fire (1911).

The memorial is situated on St. Vincent’s Triangle and consists of a circular water feature in the center framed by an open slanted metal canopy whose grid incorporates a symbolic repeating triangle pattern.  Inscribed in the pavement are words from Walt Whitman’s poem, “Song of Myself.”  The imagery is powerful, the place peaceful.

  

BOOK OF THE WEEK

Guesswork:  A Reckoning with Loss by Martha Cooley

I was immediately immersed in Cooley’s memoir and caught up in life in the small Italian village she and her husband retreat to for a caesura, a pause in their lives, of 14 months.  Cooley is on sabbatical and has a novel to complete, but she views this as unplanned time and space to reflect on the deaths over the past decade or so of eight dear friends.  Many of them died of illness too soon and others died by their own hand.  Alongside this reflection on lives lost, runs the thread of her mother’s fragile health and impending demise.  Her mother is approaching ninety and has been blind since Cooley was a child, but her blindness is an undiscussed, even un-referred to topic which puzzles this daughter.

The memoir is a series of richly detailed short essays which started life as journal entries.   You learn about the feral cats and the resident dogs in the village and about il professore who owns the nearby castle and is the closest thing to village royalty.  You get a sense of Cooley’s Italian husband and their warm and mutually fulfilling marriage.  You also share in her self-questioning and her doubts about her writing and her accomplishments.

Cooley is also a poet as well as a novelist and her writing is very lyrical.  She is attuned to nature’s creatures and to the sounds, or lack thereof, that comprise the fabric of this stretch of time.  I liked her inclusion of Italian words and phrases (some not translated) and of lines of favorite poets (T.S. Eliot, e.g.).  I admired her candor in describing relationships, particularly with her mother, calling it one of her FFFRs, fraught female familial relationships.  A lovely book in so many ways.

Note:  All photos ©JWFarrington except that of Martha Cooley from her publisher’s website.

Girl surrounded by stacks of books

Book Titles Round-up: 2017 Jan.-Mar.

Here’s a round-up of the books I’ve discussed in my blog from January through March of this year.  Happy reading to you all!

MEMOIRS

All at Sea by Decca Aiktenead

Falling by Elisha Cooper

Hillbilly Elegy by J. D. Vance

When in French: Love in a Second Language by Lauren Collins

NOVELS

Be Near Me by Andrew O’Hagan

Before the Fall by Noah Hawley

The Book that Matters Most by Ann Hood

The Little Red Chairs by Edna O’Brien

News of the World by Paulette Jiles

Small Great Things by Jodi Picoult

Starlight on Willow Lake by Susan Wiggs

Stone’s Fall by Iain Pears

The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead

NONFICTION

Eleanor Roosevelt, Volume 3 by Blanche Wiesen Cook

Evicted by Matthew Desmond

 

Images:  Header photo:  ipipliwool.comyr.com; Woman reader:  readersdigest.co.uk; Couple reading:  mymcpl.org