<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383</id><updated>2012-01-26T09:12:31.711-05:00</updated><category term='nieffenegger'/><category term='Chabon'/><category term='Hewlett'/><category term='Hewlett-Woodmere'/><category term='book clubs'/><category term='gothic'/><category term='Hijuelos'/><category term='Library'/><category term='Bengali Hewlett'/><category term='book discussions'/><category term='Long Island'/><category term='Strout'/><category term='Horan'/><category term='time traveler&apos;s wife'/><category term='Elizabeth Gilbert'/><category term='Frank Lloyd Wright'/><category term='Kitteridge'/><category term='libraries'/><category term='NY'/><category term='literature'/><category term='Love&quot;'/><category term='Cuba'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Lahiri'/><category term='Pray'/><category term='Woodmere'/><category term='&quot;Eat'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='Readers'/><category term='novels'/><category term='England'/><title type='text'>Hewlett-Woodmere Public Library  Readers Group</title><subtitle type='html'>A Monthly Afternoon Discussion Group

Mondays at 1 p.m. (Summer sessions are Tuesdays at 11 a.m.) 

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Join us for an afternoon discussion of good books.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-1169648064752214472</id><published>2011-12-20T19:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T19:06:43.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy and Isabelle: a novel by Elizabeth Strout</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TrebuchetMS-Bold; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TrebuchetMS-Bold; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://covers.openlibrary.org/w/id/227576-L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://covers.openlibrary.org/w/id/227576-L.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Discussion leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0866;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0866;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0866;"&gt;Monday, February 6, 1pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A compelling first novel, Elizabeth Strout’s &lt;em&gt;Amy and Isabelle&lt;/em&gt; tells the&amp;nbsp;story of alienation from a distant mother&amp;nbsp;and a parent’s rage at the discovery of her 16-year-old daughter’s sexual&amp;nbsp;secrets. Gossip ridden Shirley Falls&amp;nbsp;doesn’t help matters as Amy is discovered&amp;nbsp;behind steamed up windows of a&amp;nbsp;car with her math teacher. Amy discovers&amp;nbsp;the fragility of happiness through&amp;nbsp;the many other dramas that come to&amp;nbsp;her little town. Witty and often profound,&amp;nbsp;this first novel is a promise of more&amp;nbsp;to come from a new,&amp;nbsp;talented writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TrebuchetMS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TrebuchetMS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=amy+and+isabelle&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=0&amp;amp;submit.y=0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Reserve your copy of Amy and Isabelle on ALISCat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TrebuchetMS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TrebuchetMS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;BookList:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;/*Starred Review*/ In a New England mill town during the summer, probably, of 1969, a lot of things were going on while Amy and her mother, Isabelle, were circling around the harsh knot of their ties to each other and their terror of them. Isabelle's pinched existence as a single mother belies a spirit that only occasionally flares into desire or pleasure; Amy's shy, desperate adolescence finds furtive solace in the caresses of her math teacher. Each woman has a kind of alter ego; for Isabelle, it's Fat Bev, large and talky but kind, one of the women at the mill's office where Isabelle is a secretary. For Amy, it is Stacy, her foul-mouthed best friend, who is pregnant and angry. A cast of characters find and lose each other, cling to kindness and to the comfort of the daily routine, however uninspired. Strout traces all of this with a precise evocation of pure feeling or glowing truth: "memories danced inside her like a living thing." Sexuality smolders and explodes; women have female troubles; mysteries never get solved; but through it all, Strout's intense scrutiny of what makes us our mothers' daughters is both beautiful and unsettling. Marvelous writing makes the quietest gesture ring loudly: the crashing of a Belleek cream pitcher is the sound of hearts breaking and healing. ((Reviewed November 15, 1998)) -- GraceAnne A. DeCandido               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;                Stories of young women who suffer the sexual advances of an authority figure (in this case, a high school math teacher) seem ubiquitous these days. But in Strout's gently powerful, richly satisfying debut, the damage shows less within the heart of the teenaged girl in question than in the wreckage of the previously tranquil relationship she had enjoyed with her mother. Amy Goodrow, 16, is the shy only child of Isabelle, a single mother. Isabelle's shame over the secret of her daughter's illegitimacy and her hunger for respectability keep her painfully isolated from the community of the New England mill town where she has made her home. Even before Amy's relations with her teacher become known, her beauty and her burgeoning sexuality arouse uncomfortable feelings of competitiveness in Isabelle, as well as dread at the prospect of her daughter's flight from Isabelle's carefully constructed nest. Amy, meanwhile, is in love; Strout lays out her teacher's charms as clearly as his caddishness, and her portrait of a young woman stumbling on the shattering power of lust--her own and others'--balances delicacy with frankness and breathtaking acuity. In the end, it is Isabelle who stays with the reader; devastated by her daughter's betrayal, riven with regrets over a life left largely unlived, she must somehow make amends to herself. This beautifully nuanced novel steers a course somewhere between the whimsy of Alice Hoffman and the compassionate insight of Anne Tyler and Sue Miller, and is sure to delight fans of all three. Agent, Lisa Bankoff at ICM. (Jan.)              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;                YA-Isabelle Goodrow thought her move to the small mill town of Shirley Falls would be temporary-just until she decided in which direction she wanted her life to head. Now her daughter, Amy, has fallen in love with her high school math teacher, and he takes advantage of the teen's infatuation. When the relationship is discovered, Isabelle is furious with her daughter but also a little jealous that Amy has found sexual fulfillment while she has not. As mother and daughter try to rebuild the trust and closeness they once shared, the private secrets of many citizens of Shirley Falls are revealed. YAs will relate to the complexities of mother/daughter relationships and to having a crush on a teacher. This is a beautifully written novel with characters so real that readers will miss them at the book's resolute ending. Their interactions are riveting.-Katherine Fitch, Rachel Carson Middle School, Herndon, VA Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;                /* Starred Review */  A lyrical, closely observant first novel, charting the complex, resilient relationship of a mother and daughter. Isabel Goodrow had settled in the mill town of Shirley Falls when her daughter Amy was an infant, reluctantly admitting to those who asked that both her husband and her parents were dead. Amy has grown up knowing little about her father and, thanks to her closeness to Isabel, also knowing little about the rough give-and-take of life. Now, Amy's innocence is under assault from various quarters, and her mother finds herself losing touch with the daughter who has been the focus of her existence. Amy, at 16, has a poised, delicate beauty, and finds herself—at first with alarm, then with a barely suppressed excitement—responding to the flirtations of a new teacher. Part of the novel's power derives from Strout's ability to set Amy and Isabel's painful struggles within the larger context of a small town. Some elements of the life there seem timeless: the steady flow of gossip, the invisible but nonetheless rigid social hierarchies, the ancient disruptions of life (illness, adultery, violence). New elements, however, signal a darker time: UFO's have been sighted, and a young girl is missing and may have been abducted. Strout nicely interweaves these elements within the record of Amy and Isabelle's increasingly charged relationship. She catches, with an admirable restraint, and particularity, Amy's emergent sense of self, the wild succession of emotions in adolescence, and Amy's stunning discovery of sex. She also renders a wonderfully nuanced portrait of Isabelle, a bright, often angry woman who has only imperfectly replaced passion with stoicism. Matters come to a head when Amy and her teacher are discovered in compromising circumstances, and when members of her father's family suddenly get in touch. In less sure hands, all of this would seem merely melodramatic. But Strout demonstrates exceptional poise, and an uncommon ability to render complex emotions with clarity and a sympathetic intelligence, evoking comparisons with the work of Alice Munro and Anne Tyler. (Author tour)  (&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;, November 15, 1999)              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Further information:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://elizabethstrout.com/books/amy-and-isabelle/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Elizabeth Strout's web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/books/99/01/17/reviews/990117.17bernet.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suzane Berne's review in &lt;em&gt;The New York Times&lt;/em&gt; (1/17/1999)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/vintage/screen/books/amyandisabelle.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amy and Isabelle&lt;/em&gt; on the Random House web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides_A/amy_and_isabelle1.asp" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Reading Group Guides: &lt;em&gt;Amy and Isabelle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://somecivilthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/amy-and-isabelle-by-elizabeth-strout.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Some Civil Thoughts: :Amy and Isabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charlierose.com/view/interview/4414" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Elizabeth Strout's Interview with Charlie Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qhS01i9EM48" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Elizabeth Strout's Interview with Magdalene Brandeis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-1169648064752214472?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/1169648064752214472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=1169648064752214472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/1169648064752214472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/1169648064752214472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/12/amy-and-isabelle-novel-by-elizabeth.html' title='Amy and Isabelle: a novel by Elizabeth Strout'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-2088590909053423070</id><published>2011-11-29T20:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T11:06:28.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Room by Emma Donoghue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dana.deathe.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Room-by-Emma-Donoghue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://dana.deathe.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Room-by-Emma-Donoghue.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Date: December 19, 2011&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 1 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 5-year-old narrates a story about his life growing up in a single &lt;b&gt;room&lt;/b&gt; where his mother aims to protect him from the man who has held her prisoner for seven years since she was a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21?/troom/troom/1%2C47%2C50%2CB/exact&amp;amp;FF=troom+a+novel&amp;amp;1%2C3%2C" target="_blank"&gt;Reserve your copy of Room on ALISWeb&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/room.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;View Readers' Packet prepared by the staff of the Hewlett-Woodmere Public Library &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Reviews from the NoveList database&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;label id="ctl00_ctl00_MainContentArea_MainContentArea_CitationTabs_lblContent"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BookList&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Five-year-old Jack has never known anything of life  beyond Room, the 11-square-foot space he shares with his mother. Jack  has learned to read, count, and process an imaginary world Outside  through television. At night he sleeps in a wardrobe in case Old Nick  comes to visit, bringing supplies and frightening intrusion. Worried  about his curiosity and her own desperation, his mother reveals to Jack  that the Outside is real and that they must escape. She tells him that  she was kidnapped by Old Nick and has been held secluded in Room for  seven years. Jack is brave enough to carry out their plan, and the two  of them are compelled to adjust to life Outside, with its bright lights  and noise and people touching. What is reconnection for his mother is  discovery for Jack, who is soon overwhelmed by the changes in his mother  and a world coming at him fast and furiously. &lt;i&gt;Room&lt;/i&gt; is beautifully  written as a first-person narrative from Jack’s perspective, and within  it, Donoghue has constructed a quiet, private, and menacing world that  slowly unbends with a mother and son’s love and determination. -- Bush,  Vanessa (Reviewed 09-15-2010) &lt;i&gt;(Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 107, number 2, p29)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */  At the start of Donoghue's  powerful new novel, narrator Jack and his mother, who was kidnapped  seven years earlier when she was a 19-year-old college student,  celebrate his fifth birthday. They live in a tiny, 11-foot-square  soundproofed cell in a converted shed in the kidnapper's yard. The  sociopath, whom Jack has dubbed Old Nick, visits at night, grudgingly  doling out food and supplies. Seen entirely through Jack's eyes and  childlike perceptions, the developments in this novel--there are enough  plot twists to provide a dramatic arc of breathtaking suspense--are  astonishing. Ma, as Jack calls her, proves to be resilient and  resourceful, creating exercise games, makeshift toys, and reading and  math lessons to fill their days. And while Donoghue (Slammerkin)  brilliantly portrays the psyche of a child raised in captivity, the  story's intensity cranks up dramatically when, halfway through the novel  and after a nail-biting escape attempt, Jack is introduced to the  outside world. While there have been several true-life stories of women  and children held captive, little has been written about the pain of  re-entry, and Donoghue's bravado in investigating that potentially  terrifying transformation grants the novel a frightening resonance that  will keep readers rapt. (Sept.) --Staff (Reviewed July 12, 2010)  (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 257, issue 27,  p)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */  Five-year-old Jack and his Ma  enjoy their long days together, playing games, watching TV, and reading  favorite stories. Through Jack's narration, it slowly becomes apparent  that their pleasant days are shrouded by a horrifying secret. Seven  years ago, his 19-year-old Ma was abducted and has since been held  captive—in one small room. To her abductor she is nothing more than a  sex slave, with Jack as a result, yet she finds the courage to raise her  child with constant love under these most abhorrent circumstances. He  is a bright child—bright enough, in fact, to help his mother  successfully carry out a plan of escape. Once they get to the outside  world, the sense of relief is short lived, as Jack is suddenly faced  with an entirely new worldview (with things he never imagined, like  other people, buildings, and even family) while his mother attempts to  deal with her own psychological trauma. VERDICT  Gripping, riveting, and  close to the bone, this story grabs you and doesn't let go. Donoghue  (The Sealed Letter ) skillfully builds a suspenseful narrative evoking  fear and hate and hope—but most of all, the triumph of a mother's  ferocious love. Highly recommended for readers of popular fiction. [See  Prepub Alert, LJ  4/15/10.]— Susanne Wells, P.L. of Cincinnati  &amp;amp;   Hamilton Cty.  --Susanne Wells (Reviewed August 1, 2010) (Library  Journal, vol 135, issue 13,  p67)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */ Talented, versatile Donoghue (The  Sealed Letter, 2008, etc.) relates a searing tale of survival and  recovery, in the voice of a five-year-old boy.Jack has never known a  life beyond Room. His Ma gave birth to him on Rug; the stains are still  there. At night, he has to stay in Wardrobe when Old Nick comes to  visit. Still, he and Ma have a comfortable routine, with daily  activities like Phys Ed and Laundry. Jack knows how to read and do math,  but has no idea the images he sees on the television represent a real  world. We gradually learn that Ma (we never know her name) was abducted  and imprisoned in a backyard shed when she was 19; her captor brings  them food and other necessities, but he's capricious. An ugly incident  after Jack attracts Old Nick's unwelcome attention renews Ma's  determination to liberate herself and her son; the book's first half  climaxes with a nail-biting escape. Donoghue brilliantly shows mother  and son grappling with very different issues as they adjust to freedom.  "In Room I was safe and Outside is the scary," Jack thinks, unnerved by  new things like showers, grass and window shades. He clings to the  familiar objects rescued from Room (their abuser has been found), while  Ma flinches at these physical reminders of her captivity. Desperate to  return to normalcy, she has to grapple with a son who has never known  normalcy and isn't sure he likes it. In the story's most heartbreaking  moments, it seems that Ma may be unable to live with the choices she  made to protect Jack. But his narration reveals that she's nurtured a  smart, perceptive and willful boy—odd, for sure, but resilient, and  surely Ma can find that resilience in herself. A haunting final scene  doesn't promise quick cures, but shows Jack and Ma putting the past  behind them.Wrenching, as befits the grim subject matter, but also  tender, touching and at times unexpectedly funny.(Kirkus Reviews, August  1, 2010)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roomthebook.com/"&gt;Roomthebook website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emmadonoghue.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Emma Donoghue's web site &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/09/13/books/13book.html" target="_blank"&gt;Janet Maslin's review of&lt;i&gt; Room &lt;/i&gt;in &lt;i&gt;The New York Times&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; 9/12/2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/09/14/AR2010091406235.html" target="_blank"&gt;Ron Charles' review in &lt;i&gt;The Washington Post&lt;/i&gt; 9/15/2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-2088590909053423070?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/2088590909053423070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=2088590909053423070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2088590909053423070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2088590909053423070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/11/room-by-emma-donoghue.html' title='Room by Emma Donoghue'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-3807707364670742512</id><published>2011-10-25T17:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:56:05.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Imperfectionists by Tom Rachman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://johnchidleyhill.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/rachman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://johnchidleyhill.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/rachman.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monday, November 21&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is set against the backdrop of Rome where the topsy-turvy private lives of the reporters, editors, and executives of an international English-language newspaper struggle to keep the paper, and themselves, afloat.&amp;nbsp; As the era of print news gives way to the Internet age, the future of its employees is unclear.&amp;nbsp; Stumbling upon the rich history of the paper, they learn the surprising truth about its founder's intention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=Y&amp;amp;searcharg=imperfectionists+and+rachman&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=60&amp;amp;submit.x=0&amp;amp;submit.y=0"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;The Imperfectionists&lt;/i&gt; on ALISCat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/imperfectionists.mht"&gt;Readers' Packet prepared by the H-WPL Staff &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews from the NoveList database:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */   In his zinger of a debut, Rachman  deftly applies his experience as foreign correspondent and editor to  chart the goings-on at a scrappy English-language newspaper in Rome.  Chapters read like exquisite short stories, turning out the intersecting  lives of the men and women who produce the paper—and one woman who  reads it religiously, if belatedly. In the opening chapter, aging,  dissolute Paris correspondent Lloyd Burko pressures his estranged son to  leak information from the French Foreign Ministry, and in the process  unearths startling family fare that won't sell a single edition. Obit  writer Arthur Gopal, whose “overarching goal at the paper is indolence,”  encounters personal tragedy and, with it, unexpected career ambition.  Late in the book, as the paper buckles, recently laid-off copyeditor  Dave Belling seduces the CFO who fired him. Throughout, the founding  publisher's progeny stagger under a heritage they don't understand. As  the ragtag staff faces down the implications of the paper's tilt into  oblivion, there are more than enough sublime moments, unexpected turns  and sheer inky wretchedness to warrant putting this on the shelf next to  other great newspaper novels. (Apr.)  --Staff (Reviewed November 30,  2009) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly,&lt;/i&gt; vol 256, issue 48,  p25)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */   At the Caffe Greco in Rome, circa  1953, Atlanta financier Cyrus Ott makes an offer that can't be refused.  He will establish an international English-language newspaper to be run  in Italy by Betty, the woman he once loved, and her husband, Leo, a  hack writer for a Chicago daily. Within the building's walls an entire  history of the print news business plays out over a 50-year span as  writers, editors, and accountants grow in professional stature, squander  their reputations, and fade into obsolescence. A former editor for the  Paris branch of the International Herald Tribune , Rachman makes  outstanding use of his credentials to place readers in the center of a  newsroom so palpable one can hear the typewriters clacking and feel the  uncomfortable undercurrent of professional jealousy among the writers  jockeying for position. Navigating the minefields of relationships,  parenthood, loneliness, and failure, each realistically imperfect  character, developed through intimate, candid detail, becomes a story  unto himself (or herself). VERDICT  With its evocative Italian setting  and its timely handling of an industry in flux, this polished,  sophisticated debut can be relished in one sitting or read piecemeal as a  satisfying series of vignettes linked by historical references to the  Ott family empire. Buy it, read it, talk it up. [See Prepub Alert, LJ   10/1/09.]—Sally Bissell, Lee Cty. Lib. Syst., Ft. Myers, FL  --Sally  Bissell (Reviewed January 15, 2010) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal,&lt;/i&gt; vol 135, issue 1,   p92)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;An English-language newspaper headquartered in Rome  brings together a strongly imagined cast of characters in journalist  Rachman's first novel. Lloyd Burko used to be a stringer living in  Paris. He's still in Paris, but now he's just an impoverished former  journalist who pretends to have a computer and whose latest wife has  moved in with the guy across the hall. Arthur Gopal is languishing as an  obituary writer until a death in his own life enables his advancement  by erasing his humanity. Hardy Benjamin is a business writer, savvy and  knowledgeable about corporate finance but utterly hapless in romance.  What they have in common is the never-named paper, whose history is  doled out in brief chapters beginning in 1953. The novel's rich  representation of expatriate existence surely benefits from the author's  experiences as an AP correspondent in Rome and an editor at the  International Herald Tribune in Paris; his thoroughly unglamorous  depictions of newsroom cubicles and editorial offices will resonate with  anyone who's had a corporate job. But, while the newspaper is its  unifying factor, the narrative's heart beats with the people who work  there. Rachman's ability to create a diverse group of fully formed  individuals is remarkable. Characters range from a kid just out of  college who learns the hard way that he doesn't want to be a reporter,  to an Italian diplomat's widow. Some are instantly sympathetic, others  hard to like. Each is vivid and compelling in his or her own way. The  individual stories work well independently, even better as the author  skillfully weaves them together. Cameo appearances become significant  when informed by everything the reader already knows about a character  who flits in and out of another's story. The novel isn't perfect. The  interpolated chapters about the paper's past aren't very interesting;  the final entry ends with a ghastly shock; and the postscript is too  cute. Nevertheless, it's a very strong debut. Funny, humane and artful.    (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, December 1, 2009)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Further reading:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://tomrachman.com/"&gt;Author Tom Rachman's web site &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-B1l9hQMzNo"&gt;Misha Adair's Interview with the Author&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/02/books/review/Buckley-t.html"&gt;Christopher Buckley's review in &lt;i&gt;The New York Times&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (4/30/2010)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litlovers.com/reading-guides/13-fiction/480-imperfectionists-rachman?showall=1"&gt;Reading Guide from LitLovers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookloverbookreviews.com/2011/07/book-review-the-imperfectionists-by-tom-rachman.html"&gt;BookLover Book Reviews: The Imperfectionists&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/04/30/AR2010043002138.html"&gt;Louis Bayard's review in the &lt;i&gt;Washington Post&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; (May 1, 2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-3807707364670742512?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/3807707364670742512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=3807707364670742512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3807707364670742512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3807707364670742512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/10/imperfectionists-by-tom-rachman.html' title='The Imperfectionists by Tom Rachman'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-5610758420401053957</id><published>2011-09-17T15:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:02:29.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swim Back to Me by Ann Packer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.bookpage.com/the-book-case/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/swim-back-to-me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.bookpage.com/the-book-case/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/swim-back-to-me.jpg" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monday, October 17&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;1 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packer's sterling collection of stories is framed by two novellas: "Walk  for Mankind" about teenager Richard Appleby and his bittersweet  relationship with Sasha Horowitz, a rebellious, risk-taking 14-year-old,  who has a clandestine affair with a drug dealer; and, "Things Said or  Done" set three decades later, when Sasha, now 51 and divorced, has  become her father's caretaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21/Y?searchtype=Y&amp;amp;searcharg=packer+and+swim+back+to+me&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;words=packer&amp;amp;words=and&amp;amp;words=swim&amp;amp;words=back&amp;amp;words=to&amp;amp;words=me"&gt;Reserve your copy of Swim Back to Me on ALIScat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Book Reviews from the &lt;i&gt;Novelist&lt;/i&gt; database:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;label id="ctl00_ctl00_MainContentArea_MainContentArea_CitationTabs_lblContent"&gt;&lt;/label&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BookList&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;For readers of short fiction, these three short stories  and three novellas will be delightful. Packer, author of the novel The  Dive from Clausen’s Pier (2002), proves as adept with shorter forms as  she is with novels. As expected from a winner of the Alex Award, the  young characters that appear in this collection, though few, are well  rounded and memorable. But even more memorable are the adults: the Yale  graduate who can’t hold a job and is descending the teaching ladder, the  apprehensive husband whose pregnant wife lost her first child to SIDS,  and the second-time-around wife whose life is disrupted when her new  husband disappears. Many of these people live in California, and readers  will be almost blinded by the white sunlight and will feel the verdant  shade of the forest in Packer’s powerfully described settings. These  resonant, memorable stories evoke difficulties in family life and will  appeal to those who enjoy such disparate writers as Lee Smith, A. S.  Byatt, and ZZ Packer. Delicious! -- Loughran, Ellen (Reviewed  03-01-2011) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 107, number 13, p28)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Packer's sterling collection is framed by two novellas.  In the opener, "Walk for Mankind," teenager Richard Appleby describes  his bittersweet relationship with Sasha Horowitz, a rebellious,  risk-taking 14-year-old, who has a clandestine affair with a drug  dealer. Sasha's behavior is a reaction to her controlling and  hyper-charming father, an English professor who's spiraling downward  professionally and personally. "Things Said or Done" is set three  decades later, when Sasha, now 51 and divorced, has become Richard's  [sic] caretaker, forced to deal with his self-destructive, narcissistic  personality while recognizing the ways in which they are alike. Packer's  talents are evident in these psychologically astute novellas, and also  in the stories in between. "Molten" conveys a mother's grief over her  adolescent son's senseless death; "Dwell Time" features a protagonist's  happy second marriage—until her husband disappears. In the affecting  "Her First Born," a new father finally understands his wife's attachment  to the memory of her first child, who died. The only misstep is "Jump,"  whose lead character, a rich man's son who fakes an underprivileged  background to work in a photocopy shop, lacks credibility. Packer (The  Dive from Clausen's Pier) presents complex human relationships with  unsentimental compassion. (Apr.)  --Staff (Reviewed December 13, 2010)  (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly,&lt;/i&gt; vol 257, issue 49,  p)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;This new collection from Packer (The Dive from  Clausen's Pier ) is framed by two stunning first-person narratives that  introduce readers to two academic families briefly converging in and  around Stanford in the 1970s. In each case, the narrator comes from the  second generation. The opening story, "Walk for Mankind," captures the  viewpoint of the teenage son of an established Stanford history  professor, while the closing piece, "Things Said and Done," gives voice  to the adventurous daughter of a visiting instructor taking a step down  from Yale for a one-year appointment in Palo Alto. In each instance,  Packer pulls the strings in such a way that the itinerant father, doomed  by his difficult personality to a life perpetually lived off the tenure  track, becomes the focal point. Unfortunately, or perhaps inevitably,  the other four stories in the volume, though well crafted and engaging,  have the feel of problems solved rather than lives fully lived. VERDICT   Whereas some great short story writers stumble with the sprawl of a  novel, Packer, who occasionally works on a smaller scale, appears to be a  novelist at heart. Still, these California stories are expansive and  open-ended. It's hard to let them go. [See Prepub Alert, LJ  11/1/10.]—  Sue Russell, Bryn Mawr, PA  --Sue Russell (Reviewed January 1, 2011)  &lt;i&gt;(Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 136, issue 1,  p92)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */ A novella and five stories limn  with acuity and empathy the intricate negotiations and painful losses of  family life.To Richard, the 13-year-old narrator of "Walk for Mankind,"  his new friend Sasha's parents, Dan and Joanie Horowitz, seem happier  and much more fun than his morose father and his well-intentioned,  much-resented?&amp;nbsp;mother, who left her husband and son to move out to  Oakland because she "needed to do something useful with my life." But  Sasha's escapades with sex and drugs over the course of the 1972-3  school year reveal fissures in the Horowitzes' cheerfully bohemian  fa??ade even before Dan loses his job at Stanford—and before the  collection's final story, "Things Said or Done," revisits Sasha decades  later. There, on the eve of her brother's wedding, she copes with  impossible Dan, the novella's charming scapegrace now revealed as a  terminal narcissist, and quietly seethes over the disengagement of  Joanie, who long ago checked out of the drama. Families are fragile in  these gently unsparing stories; the death of a child drives both  "Molten," a scarifying snapshot of raw grief, and "Her Firstborn," the  tender story of a young father-to-be haunted by the knowledge that his  wife's previous marriage was destroyed by the crib death of her  5-month-old son. It's characteristic of Packer's subtle artistry that  "Her Firstborn" climaxes with a sentence whose emotional force derives  from the insertion of a comma. Her prose is deceptively simple, her  insights always complex. "Dwell Time," another portrait of a second  marriage, shows a woman realizing that her new husband has not shed all  his demons with his divorce and deciding that she will try to live with  them. Acknowledging the hurt and sorrow our loved ones bring us, the  author never forgets to trace the joys of intimacy as well.Touching,  tender and true—short fiction nearly as rich and satisfying as Packer's  two fine novels (Songs Without Words, 2007, etc.).(&lt;i&gt;Kirku&lt;/i&gt;s Reviews,  December 1, 2010)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.annpacker.com/swim_back_to_me"&gt;Ann Packer's web site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/22/books/review/book-review-swim-back-to-me-by-ann-packer.html"&gt;Lydia Peelle's review in &lt;i&gt;The New York Times &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/entertainment/books/books-swim-back-to-me-by-ann-packer/2011/04/07/AGfLXPIH_story.html"&gt;David Rowell's review in the &lt;i&gt;Washington Post&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-5610758420401053957?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/5610758420401053957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=5610758420401053957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/5610758420401053957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/5610758420401053957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/09/swim-to-me-by-ann-packer.html' title='Swim Back to Me by Ann Packer'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-6082829118202498781</id><published>2011-08-16T15:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T16:55:10.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Paris Wife by Paula McLain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i43.tower.com/images/mm117383532/paris-wife-novel-paula-mclain-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i43.tower.com/images/mm117383532/paris-wife-novel-paula-mclain-hardcover-cover-art.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Discussion leader: Jane Isaacson Shapiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, September 19&lt;br /&gt;1 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Paula McLain brings Hadley Richardson Hemingway out from the formidable shadow cast by her famous husband.&amp;nbsp; The Hemingway marriage began with a whirlwind courtship and several fast and furious years of the expatriate lifestyle in 1920s Paris.&amp;nbsp; Hadley and Ernest traveled with the literary giants of the time including Gertrude Stein, Ezra Pound, James Joyce, and F. Scott Fitzgerald.&amp;nbsp; Though eventually a woman scorned, Hadley is able to acknowledge without rancor or bitterness that "Hem had helped me to see what I really was and what I could do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_707778817"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=paris+wife&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=12&amp;amp;submit.y=11&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;The Paris Wife &lt;/i&gt;on ALISCat&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/pariswife.htm"&gt;View the Hewlett Readers' Packet, prepared by our staff &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Reviews from the&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; Novelist &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Database:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;McLain (&lt;i&gt;A Ticket to Ride&lt;/i&gt;) offers a vivid addition to  the complex-woman-behind-the-legendary-man genre, bringing Ernest  Hemingway and his first wife, Hadley Richardson, to life. Meeting  through mutual friends in Chicago, Hadley is intrigued by the brash  "beautiful boy," and after a brief courtship and small wedding, Hadley  and Ernest take off for Paris, "the place to be," according to Sherwood  Anderson. McLain ably portrays the cultural icons of the 1920s—Gertrude  Stein and Alice B. Toklas, Zelda and Scott Fitzgerald, and Ezra and  Dorothy Pound—and the impact they have on the then unknown Hemingway,  casting Hadley as a rock of Gibraltar for a troubled man whose  brilliance and talent were charged and compromised by his astounding  capacity for alcohol and women. Hadley, meanwhile, makes a convincing  transformation from an overprotected child to a game and brave young  woman who puts up with impoverished living conditions and shattering  loneliness to prop up her husband's career. The historical figure cameos  sometimes come across as gimmicky, but the heart of the story—Ernest  and Hadley's relationship—gets an honest reckoning, most notably the  waves of elation and despair that pull them apart. (Mar.) --Staff  (Reviewed December 6, 2010) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 257, issue 48,  p)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */  A young Miss Hadley Richardson,  with high spirits and lovely auburn hair, meets a handsome aspiring  writer named Ernest Hemingway. They marry and make their way to Paris,  living in a squalid apartment and spending time in café society with  fellow expatriates Gertrude Stein, Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald, Ezra  Pound, and Sylvia Beach. Though the post-World War I years offer a great  deal of creative freedom for these idle Americans, self-indulgence is  the code of the day. Will Hadley choose to step aside as literary  success—and another woman—come to take their place in Ernest's life? In  her second novel (following &lt;i&gt;A Ticket To Ride&lt;/i&gt; ), McLain creates a  compelling, spellbinding portrait of a marriage. Hemingway is a magnetic  figure whose charm is tempered by his dark, self-destructive  tendencies. Hadley is strong and smart, but she questions herself at  every turn. Women of all ages and situations will sympathize as they  follow this seemingly charmed union to its inevitable demise. VERDICT   Colorful details of the expat life in Jazz Age Paris, combined with the  evocative story of the Hemingways' romance, result in a compelling story  that will undoubtedly establish McLain as a writer of substance. Highly  recommended for all readers of popular fiction. [See Prepub Alert, LJ   9/1/10.]— Susanne Wells, P.L. of Cincinnati  &amp;amp;  Hamilton Cty., OH   --Susanne Wells (Reviewed November 15, 2010) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 135,  issue 19,  p60)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */ An imaginative, elegantly written  look inside the marriage of Ernest Hemingway and Hadley  Richardson.Hadley, literary history tells us, was Hemingway's rescuing  angel; eight years older than he, she was the woman who lifted him from  his postwar depression as a wounded veteran and helped restore his  battered confidence. He, of course, was smitten; she was too, charmed by  "his grin, elastic and devastating." "To keep you from thinking,"  McLain's (&lt;i&gt;A Ticket to Ride&lt;/i&gt;, 2008, etc.) narrator puts it, "there was  liquor, an ocean's worth at least, all the usual vices and plenty of  rope to hang yourself with. But some of us, a very few in the end, bet  on marriage against the odds."&amp;nbsp; Marriage it was, and from there McLain's  story becomes one of battling those long odds. After a sojourn in  Toronto, the two head off to Paris—whence the title—at novelist Sherwood  Anderson's suggestion, not just to take advantage of the favorable  exchange rate but also to plunge headlong into the most active literary  scene on the planet. By McLain's account, true to history, Hadley at  times verges a touch on the naive but, for the most part, is tough and  sophisticated; she holds her own with Ezra Pound ("He's very noisy...but  he has some fine ideas") and Gertrude Stein, hangs tough with the bulls  in Pamplona, and keeps up with Hemingway when he was young and vigorous  and had not yet settled into his boozy "Papa" persona. McLain's  Hemingway is outwardly a touch less obdurate than even Hemingway's own  depiction of himself, especially at the climactic moment in which his  manuscripts go missing, in which McLain puts a slight twist on history;  clearly it marks the beginning of the end, whereupon the tale takes on  the contour of a Jill Clayburgh vehicle. The closing pages, in  particular, are both evocative and moving, taking in the sweep of events  over a third of a century and providing a resolution that, if not neat,  is wholly in character.A pleasure to read—and a pleasure to see Hadley  Richardson presented in a sympathetic light.(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, January 15,  2011)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/rhpg/features/paula_mclain/"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Random House web site for &lt;i&gt;The Paris Wife&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/20/books/review/book-review-the-paris-wife-by-paula-mclain.html"&gt;Brenda Wineapple's review in &lt;i&gt;The New York Times&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2011/feb/20/paris-wife-paula-mclain-review"&gt;Olivia Laing's review in &lt;i&gt;The Observer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2011/mar/26/the-paris-wife-paula-mclain-review"&gt;Sarah Churchwell's review in &lt;i&gt;The Guardian &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-6082829118202498781?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/6082829118202498781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=6082829118202498781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6082829118202498781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6082829118202498781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/08/paris-wife-by-paula-mclain.html' title='The Paris Wife by Paula McLain'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-7432556870503113706</id><published>2011-07-13T11:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T16:42:50.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Kids by Patti Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/006621131X.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/006621131X.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tuesday, August 16, 11 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=just+kids&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=11&amp;amp;submit.y=18"&gt;Reserve your copy of Just Kids on AlisCat.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/hwplreaders_smith.pdf"&gt;Download the Hewlett Readers' packet for Just Kids &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It  was the summer Coltrane died, the summer of love and riots, and the  summer when a chance encounter in Brooklyn led two young people on a  path of art, devotion, and initiation.&amp;nbsp; Patti Smith would evolve as a  poet and performer and Robert Mapplethorpe would direct his highly  provocative style toward photography.&amp;nbsp; With innocence and enthusiasm,  they traversed city and set up camp at the infamous Hotel Chelsea.&amp;nbsp;  fueled by their dreams and drives, they would prod and provide for one  another during their early hungry years.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Just Kids&lt;/i&gt; begins as a love story and ends as an elegy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MMTMbUTdeUk" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/authors/20903/Patti_Smith/index.aspx"&gt;Patti Smith biography from Harper Collins &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pattismith.net/intro.html"&gt;Patti Smith.net &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/pattismith"&gt;Patti Smith's MySpace page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/18/books/18book.html"&gt;Janet Maslin's review in&lt;i&gt; The New York Times &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/01/25/AR2010012503700.html"&gt;Elizabeth Hand's review in The Washington Post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2010/feb/13/just-kids-patti-smith-biography"&gt;Edmund White's review in The Guardian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefreelibrary.com/Mapplethorpe%27s+Muse.-a0237756165"&gt;"Mapplethorpe's Muse" in &lt;i&gt;The Gay and Lesbian Review&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-7432556870503113706?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/7432556870503113706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=7432556870503113706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7432556870503113706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7432556870503113706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-kids-by-patti-smith.html' title='Just Kids by Patti Smith'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MMTMbUTdeUk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-4207918611932531548</id><published>2011-06-14T20:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T09:40:47.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, by Rebecca Skloot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://collegecandy.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/immortal_life_henrietta_lacks.jpg?w=274&amp;amp;h=415" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://collegecandy.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/immortal_life_henrietta_lacks.jpg?w=274&amp;amp;h=415" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tuesday, July 12, 11 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name was Henrietta Lacks, but scientists know her as HeLa. She was a  poor black tobacco farmer whose cells—taken without her knowledge in  1951—became one of the most important tools in medicine, vital for  developing the polio vaccine, cloning, gene mapping, in vitro  fertilization, and more. Henrietta’s cells have been bought and sold by  the billions, yet she remains virtually unknown, and her family can’t  afford health insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES60/?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=immortal+life+of+henrietta+lacks&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;sortdropdown=-&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=timmortal+life+of+henrietta+lacks"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks&lt;/i&gt; on ALISweb &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Reviews&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;The New York Times&lt;/i&gt; - Dwight Garner&lt;/h3&gt;…one  of the most graceful and moving nonfiction books I've read in a very  long time. A thorny and provocative book about cancer, racism,  scientific ethics and crippling poverty, &lt;i&gt;The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks&lt;/i&gt;  also floods over you like a narrative dam break, as if someone had  managed to distill and purify the more addictive qualities of "Erin  Brockovich," &lt;i&gt;Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Andromeda Strain.&lt;/i&gt;  More than 10 years in the making, it feels like the book Ms. Skloot was  born to write. It signals the arrival of a raw but quite real talent…[&lt;i&gt;The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks&lt;/i&gt;] has brains and pacing and nerve and heart, and it is uncommonly endearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Washington Post&lt;/i&gt; - Eric Roston&lt;/h3&gt;Skloot's  vivid account…reads like a novel. The prose is unadorned, crisp and  transparent…This book, labeled "science--cultural studies," should be  treated as a work of American history. It's a deftly crafted  investigation of a social wrong committed by the medical establishment,  as well as the scientific and medical miracles to which it led. Skloot's  compassionate account can be the first step toward recognition, justice  and healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Science journalist  Skloot makes a remarkable debut with this multilayered story about  “faith, science, journalism, and grace.” It is also a tale of medical  wonders and medical arrogance, racism, poverty and the bond that grows,  sometimes painfully, between two very different women—Skloot and Deborah  Lacks—sharing an obsession to learn about Deborah’s mother, Henrietta,  and her magical, immortal cells. Henrietta Lacks was a 31-year-old black  mother of five in Baltimore when she died of cervical cancer in 1951.  Without her knowledge, doctors treating her at Johns Hopkins took tissue  samples from her cervix for research. They spawned the first viable,  indeed miraculously productive, cell line—known as HeLa. These cells  have aided in medical discoveries from the polio vaccine to AIDS  treatments. What Skloot so poignantly portrays is the devastating impact  Henrietta’s death and the eventual importance of her cells had on her  husband and children. Skloot’s portraits of Deborah, her father and  brothers are so vibrant and immediate they recall Adrian Nicole  LeBlanc’s Random Family. Writing in plain, clear prose, Skloot avoids  melodrama and makes no judgments. Letting people and events speak for  themselves, Skloot tells a rich, resonant tale of modern science, the  wonders it can perform and how easily it can exploit society’s most  vulnerable people. (Feb.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;Writing with a  novelist's artistry, a biologist's expertise, and the zeal of an  investigative reporter, Skloot tells a truly astonishing story of racism  and poverty, science and conscience, spirituality and family driven by a  galvanizing inquiry into the sanctity of the body and the very nature  of the life force.  Starred review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;This  distinctive work skillfully puts a human face on the bioethical  questions surrounding the HeLa cell line. Henrietta Lacks, an African  American mother of five, was undergoing treatment for cancer at Johns  Hopkins University in 1951 when tissue samples were removed without her  knowledge or permission and used to create HeLa, the first "immortal"  cell line. HeLa has been sold around the world and used in countless  medical research applications, including the development of the polio  vaccine. Science writer Skloot, who worked on this book for ten years,  entwines Lacks's biography, the development of the HeLa cell line, and  her own story of building a relationship with Lacks's children. Full of  dialog and vivid detail, this reads like a novel, but the science behind  the story is also deftly handled. VERDICT While there are other titles  on this controversy (e.g., Michael Gold's &lt;i&gt;A Conspiracy of Cells: One  Woman's Immortal Legacy—and the Medical Scandal It Caused&lt;/i&gt;), this is the  most compelling account for general readers, especially those interested  in questions of medical research ethics. Highly recommended. [See  Skloot's essay, p. 126; Prepub Alert, LJ 11/1/09.]—Carla Lee, Univ. of  Virginia Lib., Charlottesville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;The New York Times Book Review&lt;/i&gt; - Lisa Margonelli&lt;/h3&gt;…Rebecca  Skloot introduces us to the "real live woman," the children who  survived her, and the interplay of race, poverty, science and one of the  most important medical discoveries of the last 100 years. Skloot  narrates the science lucidly, tracks the racial politics of medicine  thoughtfully and tells the Lacks family's often painful history with  grace. She also confronts the spookiness of the cells themselves,  intrepidly crossing into the spiritual plane on which the family has  come to understand their mother's continued presence in the world.  Science writing is often just about "the facts." Skloot's book, her  first, is far deeper, braver and more wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;A  dense, absorbing investigation into the medical community's  exploitation of a dying woman and her family's struggle to salvage truth  and dignity decades later. In a well-paced, vibrant narrative,&lt;i&gt; Popular  Science &lt;/i&gt;contributor and Culture Dish blogger Skloot (Creative  Writing/Univ. of Memphis) demonstrates that for every human cell put  under a microscope, a complex life story is inexorably attached, to  which doctors, researchers and laboratories have often been woefully  insensitive and unaccountable. In 1951, Henrietta Lacks, an  African-American mother of five, was diagnosed with what proved to be a  fatal form of cervical cancer. At Johns Hopkins, the doctors harvested  cells from her cervix without her permission and distributed them to  labs around the globe, where they were multiplied and used for a diverse  array of treatments. Known as HeLa cells, they became one of the  world's most ubiquitous sources for medical research of everything from  hormones, steroids and vitamins to gene mapping, in vitro fertilization,  even the polio vaccine-all without the knowledge, must less consent, of  the Lacks family. Skloot spent a decade interviewing every relative of  Lacks she could find, excavating difficult memories and long-simmering  outrage that had lay dormant since their loved one's sorrowful demise.  Equal parts intimate biography and brutal clinical reportage, Skloot's  graceful narrative adeptly navigates the wrenching Lack family  recollections and the sobering, overarching realities of poverty and  pre-civil-rights racism. The author's style is matched by a methodical  scientific rigor and manifest expertise in the field. Skloot's  meticulous, riveting account strikes a humanistic balance  betweensociological history, venerable portraiture and Petri dish  politics. Tie-in with multicity author lecture schedule. Agent: Simon  Lipskar/Writers House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;More Book Reviews&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/entertainment/headlines/20100207-Book-review-The-Immortal-5331.ece"&gt;Christine Wicker in&lt;i&gt; The Dallas Morning News&lt;/i&gt; (February 7, 2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/arts/reviews/brieflynoted/2010/02/15/100215crbn_brieflynoted3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The New Yorker&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;(February 15, 2010)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Further Information&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_167759388"&gt;Reader's Guide for &lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://rebeccaskloot.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/HenriettaLacks_RGG.pdf"&gt;The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;(PDF - requires &lt;a href="http://get.adobe.com/reader/"&gt;Adobe Reader&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://rebeccaskloot.com/"&gt;Rebecca Skloot's web site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/Henrietta-Lacks-Immortal-Cells.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Henrietta Lacks' 'Immortal' Cells&lt;/i&gt; (Smithsonian.com)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://henriettalacksfoundation.org/"&gt;The Henrietta Lacks Foundation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popsci.com/science/article/2010-01/five-reasons-henrietta-lacks-most-important-woman-medical-history"&gt;Five Reasons Henrietta Lacks is the Most Important Woman in Medical History&lt;/a&gt; (popsci.com)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-4207918611932531548?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/4207918611932531548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=4207918611932531548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4207918611932531548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4207918611932531548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/06/immortal-life-of-henrietta-lacks-by.html' title='The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, by Rebecca Skloot'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-8066780923894245243</id><published>2011-05-09T13:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T13:23:35.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tortilla Curtain, by T.C. Boyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://haysvillelibrary.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/the-tortilla-curtain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://haysvillelibrary.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/the-tortilla-curtain.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monday, June 6, 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=tortilla+curtain&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=20&amp;amp;submit.y=20&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;The Tortilla Curtain&lt;/i&gt; on ALIScat &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=7551868064546170497&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=true" style="height: 326px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reviews from the Novelist database:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BookList:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;PEN/Faulkner award winner and author of various  novels, including &lt;i&gt;The Road to Wellville&lt;/i&gt; (1993), Boyle avoids any  potential pitfall of his prior achievement by veering in another  direction and seriously examining social and political issues in this  timely novel. He establishes an obvious dichotomy by interweaving the  scrapping, makeshift, in-the-present lives of illegal aliens Candido and  America Rincon with the politically correct, suburban,  plan-for-the-future existence of wealthy Americans Delaney and Kyra  Mossbacher. The Rincons' lives, though full of fear and hardship,  contain far more passion and endurance than the Mossbachers' mundane and  materialistic lifestyles. An initial, pivotal car accident briefly  unites, and ultimately separates, Delaney and Candido, provoking  question after question concerning immigration, unemployment,  discrimination, and social responsibility. Surprisingly, Boyle manages  to address these issues in a nonjudgmental fashion, depicting the vast  inequity in these parallel existences. This highly engaging story subtly  plays on our consciences, forcing us to form, confirm, or dispute  social, political, and moral viewpoints. This is a profound and tragic  tale, one that exposes not only a failed American Dream, but a failing  America. ((Reviewed June 1 &amp;amp; 15, 1995)) -- Janet St. John&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Magill Book Review:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Magill Book Review: Middle-aged Candido Rincon and his  pregnant, seventeen-year-old wife, America, illegally enter the United  States because of the lack of work in Mexico, but adversity constantly  hinders them. Rincon is struck by a car, beaten and robbed, and  accidentally starts a brush fire that consumes their savings. America  grows increasingly desperate and gives birth to their daughter in a  makeshift hut. Living high above the Rincons in a shiny new development  are Delaney Mossbacher, a nature writer, and his second wife, Kyra, a  real-estate agent. Kyra cares only for property values, making sales,  her young son, and her pets. After her two dogs are taken off by  coyotes, her cat disappears in the fire, and she has some tense  encounters with Mexicans, Kyra wants a wall erected to protect Arroyo  Blanco. Delaney is at first outraged at the racist motives of his wife  and neighbors, but events soon also turn him against the invaders from  the south. T. Coraghessan Boyle explores similar conflicts between  cultures in such earlier novels as &lt;i&gt;Water Music&lt;/i&gt; (1982), &lt;i&gt;World's End&lt;/i&gt;  (1987), and &lt;i&gt;East is East &lt;/i&gt;(1990), but &lt;i&gt;The Tortilla Curtain&lt;/i&gt; is not as  stylish, satirical, or insightful as Boyle's previous work. Taking John  Steinbeck's treatment of economic nomads in &lt;i&gt;The Grapes of Wrath &lt;/i&gt;(1939)  as his model, Boyle reveals his compassion for the Rincons, but his  ironic view of smug suburbanites is itself smug. Still, Boyle is too  good a writer to fail completely. The scenes of man in conflict with  nature, during the fire and a subsequent mudslide, are powerful. As he  shows in &lt;i&gt;World's End&lt;/i&gt; in particular, Boyle is a master at exploring man's  tenuous hold on the civilization he has constructed in the face of  ruthless natural forces.  -- Essay by Michael Adams.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Boyle's latest concerns two couples in Southern  California--one a pair of wealthy suburbanites, the other illegal  immigrants from Mexico. (Sept.)&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Go tell it in the valley: Boyle's newest novel is,  according to the publicist, "a timely, provocative account" of  immigration in central California. With a 100,000-copy first printing  and a 25-city tour, you know the publisher expects this book to be big.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;The inestimably gifted Boyle (&lt;i&gt;The Road to Wellville&lt;/i&gt;,  1993, etc.) puts on a preacher's gown and mounts the pulpit to proclaim a  hellfire sermon against bigotry and greed--in this rather wan updating  of &lt;i&gt;The Grapes of Wrath&lt;/i&gt;. If Boyle is to be believed, Los Angeles County  has gradually evolved into a kind of minimum-security prison, with the  prosperous Anglos living in fear of their lives behind the walls of  their suburban security compounds. Delaney and Kyra Mossbacher moved as  far from the city as they could, and settled in a tastefully "authentic"  tract development just above Topanga Canyon. Au courant to a fault,  Kyra brings home the bacon as a hot-shot real estate agent, while  Delaney stands in as Mr. Mom--cooking their lowfat meals, seeing after  their pets and their son, and writing a monthly column for a nature  magazine. Below them, in the Canyon itself, Candido and America Ricon  have crossed the Mexican border illegally and seek refuge of their own  in the makeshift camp they've erected. Candido meets Delaney at the  beginning of the story when Delaney runs him down with his car, and this  pretty much establishes the tone of their relations throughout. Candido,  as hapless as his namesake in Voltaire, wants only to work and look  after his pregnant wife, but he's thwarted on every side by an  exasperated white society with no room for him. Implausible  circumstances keep bringing Delaney and Candido back to each other, and  the tension that builds between them becomes an image of the ferocity  that smolders within the city around them--exploding in an apocalyptic  climax that combines a brushfire and a riot, with an earthquake thrown  in for good measure. A morality play too obvious to be swallowed whole:  Boyle's first real lemon so far.  (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews,&lt;/i&gt; August 15, 1995)  Further information:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://us.penguingroup.com/static/rguides/us/tortilla_curtain.html"&gt;Publisher's Reading Guide from Penguin.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookrags.com/The_Tortilla_Curtain"&gt;Summaries and Analysis from BookRags.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.arcor.de/tortillacurtain/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tortilla Curtain:&lt;/i&gt; Advanced English Course&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tcboyle.net/intrviews.html"&gt;Interviews with T.C. Boyle &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.wsj.com/speakeasy/2011/02/25/t-c-boyle-on-when-the-killings-done-and-what-his-grave-will-be-like/"&gt;The Wall Street Journal speaks with T.C. Boyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-8066780923894245243?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/8066780923894245243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=8066780923894245243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/8066780923894245243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/8066780923894245243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/05/tortilla-curtain-by-tc-boyle.html' title='The Tortilla Curtain, by T.C. Boyle'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-6286964135854583797</id><published>2011-03-08T19:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T13:13:04.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great House by Nicole Krauss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stlmag.com/Blogs/Look-Listen/November-2010/Review-Nicole-Krauss-Great-House/krauss_greathouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.stlmag.com/Blogs/Look-Listen/November-2010/Review-Nicole-Krauss-Great-House/krauss_greathouse.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monday, May 9&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21/?searchtype=Y&amp;amp;searcharg=great+house+and+krauss&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;sortdropdown=-&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=tgreat+house"&gt;Reserve your copy of Great House by Nicole Krauss on ALIScat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/hwplreaders10.11.8.pdf"&gt;Download the HW Readers' Packet, prepared by the Libra&lt;/a&gt;ry Staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BookList&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */   Krauss, in her follow-up to the  best-selling &lt;i&gt;History of Love&lt;/i&gt; (2005), tells her story entirely through  the voices of her characters. All of the elements of literary fiction  are conveyed through the monologues of five people: a writer from New  York, an angry Jewish father from Jerusalem, an American woman studying  in Oxford, the baffled husband of a Holocaust refugee, and an éminence  grise who wraps things up—but not too tightly. Readers follow the trail,  set forth in straightforward narrative and flashbacks, of an immense  desk, which casts its shadow (sometimes literally) over the lives of all  five characters. The plot is intricate and rewards careful reading.  Krauss’ masterful rendition of character is breathtaking, compelling,  and reminiscent of ZZ Packer at her very best. In addition, the points  of view of the various narrators, taken as a whole, present a broad  picture of plot and motivation. Thematically strong, Great House  examines the daily survival of Jews and demonstrates the destructiveness  of lies and secrets within families. This tour de force of fiction  writing will deeply satisfy fans of the author’s first two books and  bring her legions more. -- Loughran, Ellen (Reviewed 09-01-2010)  (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 107, number 1, p40)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */  This stunning work showcases  Krauss's consistent talent. The novel consists of four stories divided  among eight chapters, all touching on themes of loss and recovery, and  anchored to a massive writing desk that resurfaces among numerous  households, much to the bewilderment and existential tension of those in  its orbit, among them a lonely American novelist clinging to the memory  of a poet who has mysteriously vanished in Chile, an old man in Israel  facing the imminent death of his wife of 51 years, and an esteemed  antiques dealer tracking down the things stolen from his father by the  Nazis. Much like in Krauss's &lt;i&gt;The History of Love&lt;/i&gt;, the sharply etched  characters seem at first arbitrarily linked across time and space, but  Krauss pulls together the disparate elements, settings, characters, and  fragile connective tissue to form a formidable and haunting mosaic of  loss and profound sorrow. (Oct.) --Staff (Reviewed August 9, 2010)  (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly,&lt;/i&gt; vol 257, issue 31,  p)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;In this latest from Krauss (&lt;i&gt;The History of Love &lt;/i&gt;), a  huge old desk with many drawers becomes the symbol of love and loss for a  host of characters from different countries and time periods. There is  the New York woman who has written all her novels at the desk, which she  was keeping for a Chilean poet who has since disappeared. Then there  are the poet's daughter, who comes back years later to claim the desk;  the antiques dealer who tracks down meaningful items from people's  pasts; the brother and sister who live isolated in a Jerusalem home  filled with other people's furniture; the elderly couple in England who  live with the desk and a horrible secret; and the dictatorial father who  desperately tries to understand his creative son. VERDICT  While each  character's story is engrossing, the connection among them is at times  impossible to follow. Still, Krauss deals with heavyweight themes—the  Holocaust, the different ways people cope with suffering, the special  cruelty of fathers, the costs of creativity—with meditative, insightful  prose that makes for an intense and memorable reading experience. [See  Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ  &lt;/i&gt;5/15/10.]— Joy Humphrey, Pepperdine Univ. Law Lib.,  Malibu, CA  --Joy Humphrey (Reviewed August 1, 2010) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;,  vol 135, issue 13,  p69)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;A many-drawered writing desk resonates powerfully but  for different reasons with the various characters in this novel about  loss and retrieval from Krauss (&lt;i&gt;The History of Love&lt;/i&gt;, 2005, etc.).This  brain-stretching novel travels back and forth across years and  continents. In 1972 New York, a young novelist named Nadia spends one  magical evening with a Chilean poet, Daniel, who then returns to Chile.  Daniel leaves in her care a desk he claims belonged to Federico Garcia  Lorca. Shortly afterward, he dies at the hands of Pinochet's secret  police. In 1999 a young woman named Leah announces to Nadia that she is  Daniel's daughter and wants his desk returned. The reclusive Nadia lets  Leah, who resembles Daniel, ship the desk to her home in Jerusalem but  is emotionally devastated afterward—the desk represents her writing  life. Her sense of herself as a woman and a writer deeply shaken, she  decides to visit Jerusalem. Meanwhile in Jerusalem, a retired lawyer  yearns to connect to his son Dovik, who has left his own legal career in  England to move in with his father after his mother's funeral. Barely  speaking, Dovik remains a frustrating mystery to his father. Back in  1970 in London, an Oxford professor finds his jealousy pricked when his  wife Lotte, a writer and Holocaust survivor, gives her writing desk to  the young poet Daniel, an admirer of her work. Only later, learning that  Lotte gave up a baby for adoption before she married, does he realize  that Daniel became a surrogate for her lost son. In 1998 in London, Leah  is living with her brother when she goes to New York in search of the  desk. While the disparate characters do not necessarily interact, their  choices affect one another over the course of decades.Brainy and often  lyrically expressive, but also elusive and sometimes infuriatingly coy;  Krauss is an acquired taste.(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews,&lt;/i&gt; July 15, 2010)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further information: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicolekrauss.com/"&gt;Nicole Krauss' Web Site &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/newshour/art/blog/2010/10/conversation-nicole-krauss-great-house.html"&gt;Interview with Nicole Krauss&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/10/17/books/review/Goldstein-t.html"&gt;Rebecca Newberger Goldstein's review in &lt;i&gt;The New York Times &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litlovers.com/reading-guides/13-fiction/1248-great-house-krauss"&gt;LitLovers: Synopsis, Author Bio and Book Discussion Questions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://articles.latimes.com/2010/oct/10/entertainment/la-ca-nicole-krauss-20101010"&gt;L.A. Times Book Review of &lt;i&gt;Great House&lt;/i&gt; by David L. Ulin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/culture/archive/2010/10/nicole-krauss-on-fame-loss-and-writing-about-holocaust-survivors/64869/"&gt;Nicole Krauss on Fame, Loss and Writing about Holocaust survivors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/culture/archive/2010/10/nicole-krauss-on-fame-loss-and-writing-about-holocaust-survivors/64869/"&gt; &lt;i&gt;(Atlantic Monthly)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookslut.com/fiction/2010_09_016675.php"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Great House&lt;/i&gt; reviewed on Bookslut.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-6286964135854583797?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/6286964135854583797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=6286964135854583797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6286964135854583797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6286964135854583797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/03/great-house-by-nicole-krauss.html' title='Great House by Nicole Krauss'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-2376522646310090877</id><published>2011-02-08T20:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T16:50:11.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Weissmanns of Westport by Cathleen Schine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51sckfJiq8L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51sckfJiq8L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monday,&amp;nbsp; March 7, 2011&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussion Leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Like Jane Austen's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sense and Sensibility, &lt;/span&gt;but modern! With middle aged and elderly women! Betty Weissmann is 75 when her husband decides that they have irreconcilable difference and seeks solace in the arms of another woman. Not only is Betty abandoned, but she is also kicked out of her beautiful apartment "until the divorce settlement comes through". Stunned, grieving, she retreats with her daughters (sensible Annie and emotional Miranda) to a cottage by the ocean, and that's where the adventure really begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=three+weissmanns+of+westport&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=13&amp;amp;submit.y=10&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;The Three Weissmanns of Westport &lt;/i&gt;on ALIScat.org &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/3weissmanns.mht"&gt;Readers Packet for &lt;i&gt;The Three Weissmanns of Westport&lt;/i&gt; - prepared by the Hewlett-Woodmere Public Library Staff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Book Reviews from the NovelistPlus database&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BookList:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;It may be hard to envision a novel of manners set in our ill-mannered times, but accomplished author Schine has captured the essence of Sense and Sensibility and dropped it into today’s Manhattan and Westport. The Weissmanns, elderly mother and two mature daughters driven to penury by divorce and career reversals, must rely on the beneficence of Cousin Lou for the shabby roof over their heads. Annie, still modestly employed as a librarian, has both salary and an apartment to sublet, so it falls to her to provide the income for the three. Alas, the other two spend money as if it were still the old days. Mother Betty affects widowhood as it is easier than the pending divorce. Sister Miranda finds inappropriate love. The wide-ranging cast of characters—fools, scoundrels, poseurs, the good-hearted, and secret heroes—provides interesting interplay.Wild coincidences abound, so that Manhattan, Westport, and Palm Springs are but mere extensions of the classic drawing room. There is sadness but also love in this thoroughly enjoyable, finely crafted modern novel. -- Hoover, Danise (Reviewed 01-01-2010) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 106, number 9, p47)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;A geriatric stepfather falls in love with a scheming woman half his age in Schine's Sense and Sensibility –flecked and compulsively readable follow-up to The New Yorkers . Betty Weissman is 75 when Joseph, her husband of nearly 50 years, announces he's divorcing her. Soon, Betty moves out of their grand Central Park West apartment and Joseph's conniving girlfriend, Felicity, moves in. Betty lands in a rundown Westport, Conn., beach cottage, but things quickly get more complicated when Betty's daughters run into their own problems. Literary agent Miranda is sued into bankruptcy after it's revealed that some of her authors made up their lurid memoirs, and Annie, drowning in debt, can no longer afford her apartment. Once they relocate to Westport, both girls fall in love—Annie rather awkwardly with the brother of her stepfather's paramour, and Miranda with a younger actor who has a young son. An Austen-esque mischief hovers over these romantic relationships as the three women figure out how to survive and thrive. It's a smart crowd pleaser with lovably flawed leads and the best tearjerker finale you're likely to read this year. (Feb.) --Staff (Reviewed December 21, 2009) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly,&lt;/i&gt; vol 256, issue 51, p36)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Drawing on Jane Austen's Sense and Sensibility , Schine (The New Yorkers ) has written a witty update in which a late-life divorce exiles Betty Weissmann and her adult daughters, Annie and Miranda, from a luxurious life in New York to a shabby beach cottage in Westport, CT. Annie is the serious daughter and Miranda the drama queen. Both women find unexpected love, while Betty, a sweet, frivolous spendthrift, struggles with her newly impoverished state. What comfort the Weissmanns enjoy is owing to the generosity of Cousin Lou, a Holocaust survivor and real-estate mogul, whose goal in life is to rescue everyone, whether or not rescue is needed. While beautifully preserving the essence of the plot, Schine skillfully manages to parallel the original novel in clever 21st-century ways—the trip to London becomes a holiday in Palm Springs; the scoundrel Willoughby becomes a wannabe actor. VERDICT Austen lovers and those who enjoyed updates like Paula Marantz Cohen's Jane Austen in Boca and Jane Austen in Scarsdale should appreciate this novel. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 10/15/09.]—Andrea Kempf, Johnson Cty. Community Coll. Lib., Overland Park, KS --Andrea Kempf (Reviewed January 15, 2010) (Library Journal, vol 135, issue 1, p93)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kirkus&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Already recognized for her own witty romantic comedies of manners, Schine (The New Yorkers, 2008, etc.) joins the onslaught of Austen imitators.Upper-middle-class, mostly Jewish New Yorkers take the place of British gentry in this Sense and Sensibility riff. After 48 years of marriage, 78-year-old Joseph Weissman leaves his 75-year-old wife Betty for Felicity Barrow, a younger woman with whom he works. Although Josie (as his stepdaughters call him) repeatedly swears he wants to be generous to Betty, Felicity manipulates him into closing Betty's credit-card accounts and forcing her out of the Weissmans' Upper West Side apartment she herself paid for decades ago. Fortunately, kindly Cousin Lou lends Betty his abandoned cottage in Westport, Conn., and Betty's daughters, outraged on their mother's behalf although they don't stop loving Josie, move in with her. Romantic, never married but often in love, 49-year-old Miranda is in dire financial straits herself, as scandals concerning the memoirists she represents threaten to bankrupt her literary agency. Sensible Annie, briefly married and long divorced, has successfully raised two sons while working at a privately endowed library. Now living in stoic loneliness, she has begun to fall in love with famous author Frederick Barrow, who happens to be Felicity's brother and whose grown offspring jealously guard his affections. In Westport, Annie is hurt when Frederick practically ignores her at a gathering at Cousin Lou's. Meanwhile, Miranda has an affair with the handsome young actor next door and falls seriously in love with his two-year-old son. Feisty Betty begins to refer to herself as a widow. In true Austen fashion, love and money conquer all, although Schine adds some modern sorrow and a slightly off-putting disdain for her male characters, who range from narcissistically foolish to, in what passes for the romantic hero, pragmatic and unoffending. Infectious fun, but the tweaked version never quite lives up to the original. (Kirkus Reviews, December 1, 2009) &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Further Reading&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cathleenschine.com/bio/"&gt;Cathleen Schine: Biography and Interview from her web site&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.macmillan.com/thethreeweissmannsofwestport"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Three Weissmanns&lt;/i&gt;.... from the publisher's web site (Macmillan.com )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tabletmag.com/arts-and-culture/books/24933/austen-in-connecticut/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Austen in Connecticut&lt;/i&gt; by Adam Kirsch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.macmillan.com/thethreeweissmannsofwestport"&gt; (Tablet.com: a new read on Jewish life)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/14/books/review/Browning-t.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NY Times Book Review&lt;/i&gt; by Dominique Browning, February 2, 2010.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://bnreview.barnesandnoble.com/t5/Reviews-Essays/The-Three-Weissmanns-of-Westport/ba-p/2206"&gt;Heller McAlpin's review on BarnesandNobleReview.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides_t/the_three_weissmanns_of_westport1.asp"&gt;The Three Weissmanns..... ReadingGroupGuides.com&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/arts/reviews/brieflynoted/2010/02/15/100215crbn_brieflynoted1"&gt;"Books Briefly Noted" in the New Yorker.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-2376522646310090877?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/2376522646310090877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=2376522646310090877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2376522646310090877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2376522646310090877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/02/three-weissmanns-of-westport-by.html' title='The Three Weissmanns of Westport by Cathleen Schine'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-6623065670849556109</id><published>2011-01-10T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T14:28:02.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irresistible Henry House by Lisa Grunwald</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.books4bestseller.com/images/literature-fiction-contemporary/the-irresistible-henry-house-a-novel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.books4bestseller.com/images/literature-fiction-contemporary/the-irresistible-henry-house-a-novel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Monday, February 7, 2011&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 p.m.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discussion leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mid-twentieth century in a home economics program at a prominent  university, real babies are being used to teach mothering skills to  young women. For a young man raised in these unlikely circumstances,  finding real love and learning to trust will prove to be the work of a  lifetime. From his earliest days as a "practice baby" through his adult  adventures in 1960s New York City, Disney's Burbank studios, and the  delirious world of the Beatles' London,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Henry House  remains handsome, charming, universally adored--and never entirely  accessible to the many women he conquers but can never entirely trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES60/?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=irresistible+henry+house&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;sortdropdown=-&amp;amp;SORT=DZ&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=Yirresistible+henry+house%26SORT%3DD"&gt;Reserve your copy of The Irresistible Henry House on ALIScat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/henryhouse.mht"&gt;Download the Readers' Packet, prepared by the Hewlett-Woodmere Public Library staff &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reviews from the &lt;i&gt;NovelistPlus &lt;/i&gt;database: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BookList:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;In 1946 Martha Gaines ran the practice house—a  home-economics program for teaching young women how to be mothers—at  Wilton College. Many babies passed through the house, but only Henry  captured Martha’s heart, and she decided to keep Henry to raise as her  own. At the tender age of 10, Henry finds out who his real mother is,  and his life takes a turn from which he can’t recover. Hating Martha for  lying to him, Henry begins planning his escape from the practice house  and ultimately from Martha. What follows is a fascinating chronicle of  his wandering life—from a boarding school for troubled teens to a  cramped apartment with his birth mother in New York, the artists’ bull  pen at Disney studios, the streets of London, and finally back home to  Wilton College, where he can make peace with what Martha did to him so  many years ago. Grunwald has created a wonderfully well-written story  about a charming, lovable man who must learn to trust and love the women  in his life. -- Kubisz, Carolyn (Reviewed 02-01-2010) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist,&lt;/i&gt; vol  106, number 11, p26)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */   Like T.S. Garp, Forrest Gump or  Benjamin Button, Henry House, the hero of Grunwald’s imaginative take on  a little known aspect of American academic life, has an unusual  upbringing. In 1946, orphaned baby Henry is brought to all-girl’s Wilton  College as part of its home economics program to give young women  hands-on instruction in child-rearing (such programs really existed).  Henry ends up staying on at the practice house and growing up under the  care of its outwardly stern but inwardly loving program director, Martha  Gaines. As a protest against his unusual situation, Henry refuses to  speak and is packed off to a special school in Connecticut, where his  talents as an artist and future lover of women bloom. After he drops out  of school, Henry finds work as an animator, working on Mary Poppins ,  then on the Beatles’ Yellow Submarine . With cameos by Dr. Benjamin  Spock, Walt Disney and John Lennon, and locations ranging from a  peaceful college campus to swinging 1960s London, Grunwald nails the era  just as she ingeniously uses Henry and the women in his life to  illuminate the heady rush of sexual freedom (and confusion) that  signified mid-century life. (Mar.)  --Staff (Reviewed October 5, 2009)  (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly,&lt;/i&gt; vol 256, issue 40,  p3)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;For several decades beginning in the 1920s, some college  home economic departments had practice houses, complete with practice  babies for students to learn scientific principles of child and home  care. The babies were orphans who spent a year tended by students before  being adopted. Grunwald explores what life might have been like for one  such baby. Henry House, the tenth Wilton College practice baby, earns  his title of irresistible by learning early how to please eight  different mothers. He's a master at keeping women engaged while never  showing a preference. He learns how to imitate but not to create, a  skill that helps him become a competent cartoon illustrator but not a  true cartoonist. Not until he comes close to losing the one friend who  knows him best does he begin to break the patterns learned as a baby.  VERDICT  This welcome variation of coming-of-age tales shares with  Grunwald's previous novels (Whatever Makes You Happy; Summer ) a  compelling web of characters and emotions that will please will please  the author's fans and readers interested in novels with emotional depth.  [Library marketing; ebook available 3/10: ISBN .]—Jan Blodgett,  Davidson Coll. Lib., NC  --Jan Blodgett (Reviewed November 15, 2009)  (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 134, issue 19,  p60)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */  A "practice baby" grows up to be  the most indifferent guy, in this multilayered new novel from Grunwald  (Whatever Makes You Happy, 2005, etc.).As the baby boom begins in 1946,  fictional Wilton College in Pennsylvania works hard to prepare young  women for that all important MRS. degree. It even provides a home  economics "practice house," where coeds can hone their mother craft by  caring for an infant on loan from the local orphanage. Each foundling is  surnamed House by decree of Wilton's middle-aged, widowed and childless  doyenne of domestic science, Martha Gaines. Three-month-old Henry, the  current rental baby, is diapered, bathed and bottle-fed by alternating  shifts of college students under Martha's hypercritical supervision.  Though she's firmly wedded to the parenting wisdom of that era (e.g.,  babies must be trained, not indulged), Martha finds long-dormant  maternal yearnings awakened by winsome Henry. Through guile and  well-placed blackmail she adopts him, and he remains at Wilton under the  care of successive practice mothers. Manipulating multiple moms teaches  Henry to view women as interchangeable pushovers. Female  demands—especially Martha's—repel him. A talented artist, Henry finds a  haven with his beatnik art teachers in boarding school, until the birth  of their child displaces him. His birth mother Betty, now a Manhattan  career girl, offers temporary asylum from Martha, then unceremoniously  abandons him. He finds work in Hollywood as a Disney animator, painting  penguins for Mary Poppins (another story about a mother substitute).  Then he moves on to London at the height of the Swinging Sixties to help  animate the Beatles' Yellow Submarine. Henry is both irresistible and  impervious to women other than his childhood friend Mary Jane, adept at  the approach-avoidance game that is his Achilles' heel. Then, one day  Henry meets his narcissistic match in another former practice baby. The  near-omniscient narration perfectly suits this story, which often reads  like a rueful but wry case study of nurture as nightmare.   (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus  Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, January 1, 2010)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further Reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/03/28/books/review/Schillinger-t.html"&gt;New York Times Book Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt; by Liesl Schillinger (March&amp;nbsp; 25, 2010)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisagrunwald.net/Lisa_Grunwald/The_Irresistible_Henry_House.html"&gt;Lisa Grunwald's web site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookpage.com/books-10013045-The-Irresistible-Henry-House"&gt;BookPage.com review of &lt;i&gt;The Irresistible Henry House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/reading_guides/detail/index.cfm?book_number=2396/The-Irresistible-Henry-House"&gt;Reading Guide &amp;amp; Discussion Questions at BookBrowse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-6623065670849556109?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/6623065670849556109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=6623065670849556109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6623065670849556109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6623065670849556109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2011/01/irresistible-henry-house-by-lisa.html' title='The Irresistible Henry House by Lisa Grunwald'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-114924464974872118</id><published>2010-12-13T20:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:04:15.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Major Pettigrew's Last Stand by Helen Simonson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://janeausteninvermont.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/book-cover-major_pettigrew_last_stand.png?w=250&amp;amp;h=352" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://janeausteninvermont.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/book-cover-major_pettigrew_last_stand.png?w=250&amp;amp;h=352" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;January 10, 2011&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Discussion Leader:&amp;nbsp; Edna Ritzenberg&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;="" font-weight:="" normal;=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Major&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ernest Pettigrew (retired) leads a quiet  life in the village of St. Mary, England, until his brother's death  sparks an unexpected friendship with Mrs. Jasmina Ali, the Pakistani  shopkeeper from the village. Drawn together by their shared love of  literature and the loss of their respective spouses, the Major and Mrs. Ali soon find their friendship blossoming into something more.  But will their relationship survive in a society that considers Ali a  foreigner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/style="font-family:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;="" font-weight:="" normal;=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=Major+pettigrew%27s+last+stand&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=19&amp;amp;submit.y=14&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve Your Copy of &lt;i&gt;Major Pettigrew's Last Stand &lt;/i&gt;in ALIScat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/style="font-family:&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/pettigrew.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Readers' Packet for &lt;i&gt;Major Pettigrew's Last Stand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style="font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif;="" font-weight:="" normal;=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Reviews from the NoveListPlus database:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/style="font-family:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;BookList:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Change is threatening the little world of Edgecombe St.  Mary. Lord Dagenham is about to sell off part of his ancestral estate to  developers, and Pakistanis have taken over the village shop. Major  Ernest Pettigrew is definitely old school, but he has been lonely since  his wife died, and though he is is prey to various unattached ladies it  is with shopkeeper Mrs. Ali that he forms a bond, nourished by their  mutual interest in literature. Meanwhile, his ambitious son Roger comes  to town with a sleek American girlfriend and starts renovating a nearby  cottage. And the village ladies are busy hatching plans for the annual  Golf Club dance, for which this year’s theme is “An Evening at the  Mughal Court.” There is a great deal going on in these pages—sharply  observed domestic comedy, late-life romance, culture clash, a dash of P.  G. Wodehouse, and a pinch of religious fundamentalism. First novelist  Simonson handles it all with great aplomb, and her Major, with his keen  sense of both honor and absurdity, is the perfect lens through which to  view contemporary England. -- Quinn, Mary Ellen (Reviewed 02-15-2010)  (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 106, number 12, p37)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;In her charming debut novel, Simonson tells the tale of  Maj. Ernest Pettigrew, an honor-bound Englishman and widower, and the  very embodiment of duty and pride. As the novel opens, the major is  mourning the loss of his younger brother, Bertie, and attempting to get  his hands on Bertie's antique Churchill shotgun—part of a set that the  boys' father split between them, but which Bertie's widow doesn't want  to hand over. While the major is eager to reunite the pair for  tradition's sake, his son, Roger, has plans to sell the heirloom set to a  collector for a tidy sum. As he frets over the guns, the major's  friendship with Jasmina Ali—the Pakistani widow of the local food shop  owner—takes a turn unexpected by the major (but not by readers). The  author's dense, descriptive prose wraps around the reader like a  comforting cloak, eventually taking on true page-turner urgency as  Simonson nudges the major and Jasmina further along and dangles  possibilities about the fate of the major's beloved firearms. This is a  vastly enjoyable traipse through the English countryside and the  long-held traditions of the British aristocracy. (Mar.)  --Staff  (Reviewed January 4, 2010) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 257, issue 1,  p1)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */   Sixty-eight-year-old Maj. Ernest  Pettigrew has settled into a genteel life of quiet retirement in his  beloved village of Edgecombe St. Mary. Refined, gentlemanly,  unwaveringly proper in his sense of right vs. wrong, and bemused by most  things modern, he has little interest in cavalier relationship mores,  the Internet, and crass developments and is gently smitten by the  widowed Mrs. Ali, the lovely Pakistani owner of the local shop where he  buys his tea. After the unsettling death of his brother, Bertie, the  Major finds his careful efforts to court Mrs. Ali (who shares his love  of literature) constantly nudged off-course by his callow son, Roger; a  handful of socialite ladies planning a dinner/dance at the Major's club;  and the not-so-subtle racist attitudes his interest in Mrs. Ali  engender. VERDICT  This irresistibly delightful, thoughtful, and utterly  charming and surprising novel reads like the work of a seasoned pro. In  fact, it is Simonson's debut. One cannot wait to see what she does  next. [See Prepub Alert, LJ  11/15/09.]—Beth E. Andersen, Ann Arbor  Dist. Lib., MI  --Beth E. Andersen (Reviewed December 15, 2009) (&lt;i&gt;Library  Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 134, issue 20,  p101)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Set-in-his-ways retired British officer tentatively  courts charming local widow of Pakistani descent.Shortly after being  informed that his younger brother Bertie has suddenly passed away from a  coronary, Maj. Ernest Pettigrew answers his door to find Mrs. Ali,  proprietress of his village food shop. She's on an errand, but when she  steps in to help the somewhat older man during a vulnerable moment,  something registers; then they bond over a shared love of Kipling and  the loss of their beloved spouses. Their friendship grows slowly, with  the two well aware of their very different lives. Though born in  England, Mrs. Ali is a member of the Pakistani immigrant community and  is being pressured by her surly, religious nephew Abdul Wahid to sign  over her business to him. The major belongs to a non-integrated golf  club in their village and is girding himself for a messy battle with his  sister-in-law Marjorie over a valuable hunting rifle that should  rightfully have gone to him after Bertie's death. He also must contend  with his grown son Roger, a callow, materialistic Londoner who appears  in the village with a leggy American girlfriend and plans to purchase a  weekend cottage for reasons that seem more complex than mere family  unity. Add to that a single mum with a small boy who bears a striking  resemblance to Abdul Wahid, and you have enough distractions to keep the  mature sweethearts from taking it to the next level. But the major  rallies and asks Mrs. Ali to accompany him to the annual club dance,  which happens to have an ill-advised "Indian" theme. The event begins  magically but ends disastrously, with the besotted major fearing he has  lost his love forever. His only chance at winning her back is to commit  to a bold sacrifice without any guarantees it will actually work.  Unexpectedly entertaining, with a stiff-upper-lip hero who transcends  stereotype, this good-hearted debut doesn't shy away from modern  cultural and religious issues, even though they ultimately prove  immaterial.  (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, December 15, 2009)More information: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/author_interviews/full/index.cfm?author_number=1815"&gt;An interview with Helen Simonson (BookBrowse)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://helensimonson.com/"&gt;Helen Simonson's Web Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://network.nationalpost.com/NP/blogs/afterword/archive/2010/04/19/helen-simonson-not-a-personal-essay.aspx"&gt;Helen Simonson: not a personal essay (from National Post/Afterword)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://chinnbookchats.blogspot.com/2010/11/questions-on-major-pettigrews-last.html"&gt;Book Discussion Questions (Chinn Book Chats)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-114924464974872118?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/114924464974872118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=114924464974872118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/114924464974872118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/114924464974872118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/12/major-pettigrews-last-stand-by-helen.html' title='Major Pettigrew&apos;s Last Stand by Helen Simonson'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-2145549561932811318</id><published>2010-12-01T11:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T12:00:51.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva Moves the Furniture by Margot LIvesey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.towncourier.com/2010/U/img/0710/jacket-eva-moves-the-furniture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.towncourier.com/2010/U/img/0710/jacket-eva-moves-the-furniture.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monday, December 13, 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Discussion Leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her father and aunt lovingly raise Eva McEwen, whose&lt;br /&gt;mother has died in childbirth. Eva has two ghosts, a girl&lt;br /&gt;and a woman, whom she calls “the companions” that only&lt;br /&gt;she can see. Though the “companions” are there more for&lt;br /&gt;her protection than to cause harm, they also seem to be&lt;br /&gt;able to manipulate a variety of events in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21/?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=eva+moves+the+furniture&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=tmargot+moves+the+furniture"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;Eva Moves the Furniture&lt;/i&gt; by Margot Livesey on ALIScat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/Eva-Moves-the-Furniture_ReaderGuide.pdf"&gt;Download the Readers' Packet for &lt;i&gt;Eva Moves the Furniture &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(requires Adobe Reader software)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews from the NovelistPlus database: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;BookList:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Eva McEwen is the engaging central character in Livesey’s newest novel, set in Scotland in the early 1900s. Eva draws her first breath as her mother’s life ebbs away under the strain of a laborious birth. Raised by her father and the practical Aunt Lily, Eva grows to be quite a respectable woman, but throughout her life she keeps a closely guarded secret about the “companions” who come and go in her life at their leisure. These specters most commonly take the form of a woman and a young girl, and they can be helpful as well as mischievous, often underhandedly manipulating events in Eva’s life. Eva’s undaunted tolerance of these apparitions and their activities is tinged with a subtle humor, but with the added melancholic flavor of a lonely girl who cannot be fearful of entities whose realm is also home to her departed mother. An enjoyable read that explores the esoteric essence of life, death, and undying love. (Reviewed July 1, 2001) -- Elsa Gaztambide &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */ After Criminals and The Missing World , it should be no surprise that the immensely talented Livesey continues to juxtapose strange events with mundane daily activities, sending a jolt through her ordinary characters and settings. The wonder is that she can draw readers into her world so gently that the barriers between reality and the fantastic quickly fall. The first time the narrator Eva McEwen sees her "companions" she is six, and living near the Scottish town of Troon with her middle-aged father and her aunt, who came to raise Eva after her mother died in childbed. Though much loved, Eva is lonely, and when a woman who "shone as if she had been dipped in silver" and a young girl with long braids and freckles appear one afternoon in the garden, she is at first unaware that they are not corporeal. The companions, as she comes to call them, are not visible to others, however, and their purpose in her life seems unclear. Twice they save her from fatal harm; twice they destroy a romance; often they are comforting; sometimes they signal their presence by moving furniture. Eva works as a nurse in a Glasgow infirmary during WWII, but the burden of her secret keeps her from achieving intimacy with anyone. When she does confide in a man she loves, a brilliant surgeon, heartbreak ensues. She seeks solace in her mother's native village of Glenaird, where she marries and has a daughter. But in a poignant denouement, the significance of the companions is made clear. With remarkable control, Livesey presents the companions in matter-of-fact detail, eschewing frissons of horror and providing a lucid explanation of their presence. Her restraint and delicacy, and the reader's identification with the appealing Eva, result in a haunting drama. Agent, Amanda Urban. (Sept.) Forecast: An author tour and strong word of mouth should spark this novel's sales. Every mother who yearns to protect her child will relate to Eva and react emotionally to Livesey's moving story. --Staff (Reviewed July 30, 2001) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 248, issue 31, p57) &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;(The following is a combined review for TRYST; POLLY'S GHOST; and EVA MOVES THE FURNITURE) The ghost story as romance has no better example than (o.p.), in which Hilary, a British soldier killed in battle, falls in love with Sabrina, the young bookish woman who comes to live in his house with her professor father and spinster aunt. Get out your hankies when you near the end. The mainstreaming of ghost stories can further be seen in the novels of several contemporary writers, leading perhaps to a new subgenre, the domestic ghost story. is the story of Polly Baymiller's attempt—even after her death from giving birth to her seventh child, Tip—to cherish and comfort him in the midst of loneliness, sorrow, and the pains of everyday life. Another mother who yearns to be part of her child's life from beyond the grave is found in . Eva McEwen first sees the woman and child ("the companions") when she is a child and well before she realizes that no one else can see them. The role that these two (ghosts?) play in Eva's life varies between a benevolent protectiveness and occasional hurtfulness. Livesey has many cards up her sleeve, and it's not until the very end that the reader (and Eva) understands what part the pair play in Eva's life. --Nancy Pearl (Reviewed October 15, 2002) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 127, issue 17, p120) &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */ A haunting and haunted fourth novel from Livesey (The Missing World, 2000, etc.), this about a woman whose life is accompanied by invisible "companions" who shape her destiny in ways both helpful and harmful.Narrator Eva McEwen's mother Barbara dies on the day of Eva's birth in 1920. When she's six, playing outside her home in the Scottish lowlands, Eva meets a silver-haired woman and a freckled girl she soon realizes can't be seen by others. Raised by her elderly father and his sister Lily (the first in a series of characters rendered with extraordinary subtlety and depth), the lonely girl takes comfort from her invisible friends but also realizes that "the presence of the companions in my life was like a hidden deformity: ugly, mysterious, and incomprehensible." The figures rescue her from menacing gypsies, but they also fling furniture around her room and get her fired from her first job. When Eva becomes a nurse in Glasgow during WWII and falls in love with plastic surgeon Samuel Rosenblum, the companions destroy her chance to marry him. Or do they? Livesey's precisely calibrated narrative, characteristically cognizant of human complexities and contradictions, reminds us that we are both subject to forces beyond our control and responsible for our lives. It may be that Eva chose to let Samuel go, though she grieves for him even after she marries kind schoolmaster Matthew and bears a daughter, Ruth. Guilt over leaving her father and Aunt Lily further shadows her life, and her mother Barbara's absence remains an aching wound. The radiant yet unsettling climax suggests that Barbara also had companions, and that Ruth will make her own choice about whether she needs this otherworldly support. This isn't a ghost story, but rather a searching examination of how we deal with our ghosts. Livesey's scrupulous prose, lyrical yet classically exact, is the perfect vehicle to convey her multilayered insights.Pitiless, deeply moving, and terrifying: another flawless work from an uncompromising artist. &lt;i&gt;(Kirkus&lt;/i&gt; Reviews, June 15, 2001) &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HywHo-IyqAc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HywHo-IyqAc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margot Livesey talks about her writing, focusing on her 2009 book &lt;i&gt;The House on Fortune Street.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.massbook.org/reading_guides/eva_moves_guide.pdf"&gt;Reading guide from the Massachusetts Center for the Book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.margotlivesey.com/eva-moves-the-furniture.html"&gt;Margot Livesey's Web site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://januarymagazine.com/profiles/mlivesey.html"&gt;Interview with Margot Livesey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-2145549561932811318?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/2145549561932811318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=2145549561932811318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2145549561932811318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2145549561932811318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/12/eva-moves-furniture-by-margot-livesey.html' title='Eva Moves the Furniture by Margot LIvesey'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-3070979218335678168</id><published>2010-10-19T19:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T10:04:00.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://cincerelyours.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/cutting-for-stone1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://cincerelyours.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/cutting-for-stone1.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, November 15, 2 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;(please note time change)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sister Mary Joseph Praise, a novice, pious nun leaves the south Indian state of Kerala in 1947 for a missionary post in Yemen. During the sea voyage, she saves the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;life of an English doctor, Thomas Stone. They meet up again at Missing Hospital in Addis Ababa. Seven years later, Sister Praise dies giving birth to twin boys: Shiva&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and Marion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=cutting+for+stone&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=10&amp;amp;submit.y=10&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve your copy of Cutting for Stone on ALIScat.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eIBe_iwx5PY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eIBe_iwx5PY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Reviews from the &lt;a href="http://web.ebscohost.com/novp/search?vid=1&amp;amp;hid=119&amp;amp;sid=f232e78e-7903-4ae1-ba96-ca8188d62fe3%40sessionmgr113"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NoveList Plus&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/a&gt;database:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;/* Starred Review */   Lauded for his sensitive memoir  (&lt;i&gt;My Own Country&lt;/i&gt; ) about his time as a doctor in eastern Tennessee at the  onset of the AIDS epidemic in the ’80s, Verghese turns his formidable  talents to fiction, mining his own life and experiences in a  magnificent, sweeping novel that moves from India to Ethiopia to an  inner-city hospital in New York City over decades and generations.  Sister Mary Joseph Praise, a devout young nun, leaves the south Indian  state of Kerala in 1947 for a missionary post in Yemen. During the  arduous sea voyage, she saves the life of an English doctor bound for  Ethiopia, Thomas Stone, who becomes a key player in her destiny when  they meet up again at Missing Hospital in Addis Ababa. Seven years  later, Sister Praise dies birthing twin boys: Shiva and Marion, the  latter narrating his own and his brother’s long, dramatic, biblical  story set against the backdrop of political turmoil in Ethiopia, the  life of the hospital compound in which they grow up and the love story  of their adopted parents, both doctors at Missing. The boys become  doctors as well and Verghese’s weaving of the practice of medicine into  the narrative is fascinating even as the story bobs and weaves with the  power and coincidences of the best 19th-century novel. (Feb.)  --Staff  (Reviewed October 27, 2008) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 255, issue 43,  p32)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;Focusing on the world of medicine, this epic first novel  by well-known doctor/author Verghese (My Own Country ) follows a man on  a mythic quest to find his father. It begins with the dramatic birth of  twins slightly joined at the skull, their father serving as surgeon and  their mother dying on the table. The horrorstruck father vanishes, and  the now separated boys are raised by two Indian doctors living on the  grounds of a mission hospital in early 1950s Ethiopia. The boys both  gravitate toward medical practice, with Marion the more studious one and  Shiva a moody genius and loner. Also living on the hospital grounds is  Genet, daughter of one of the maids, who grows up to be a beautiful and  mysterious young woman and a source of ruinous competition between the  brothers. After Marion is forced to flee the country for political  reasons, he begins his medical residency at a poor hospital in New York  City, and the past catches up with him. The medical background is  fascinating as the author delves into fairly technical areas of human  anatomy and surgical procedure. This novel succeeds on many levels and  is recommended for all collections. [See Prepub Alert, LJ  10/1/08.]—Jim  Coan, SUNY Coll. at Oneonta  --Jim Coan (Reviewed January 15, 2009)  (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 134, issue 1,  p85)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;There's a mystery, a coming-of-age, abundant melodrama  and even more abundant medical lore in this idiosyncratic first novel  from a doctor best known for the memoir My Own Country (1994).The nun is  struggling to give birth in the hospital. The surgeon (is he also the  father?) dithers. The late-arriving OB-GYN takes charge, losing the  mother but saving her babies, identical twins. We are in Addis Ababa,  Ethiopia, in 1954. The Indian nun, Sister Mary Joseph Praise, was a  trained nurse who had met the British surgeon Thomas Stone on a sea  voyage ministering to passengers dying of typhus. She then served as his  assistant for seven years. The emotionally repressed Stone never  declared his love for her; had they really done the deed? After the  delivery, Stone rejects the babies and leaves Ethiopia. This is good  news for Hema (Dr. Hemalatha, the Indian gynecologist), who becomes  their surrogate mother and names them Shiva and Marion. When Shiva stops  breathing, Dr. Ghosh (another Indian) diagnoses his apnea; again, a  medical emergency throws two characters together. Ghosh and Hema marry  and make a happy family of four. Marion eventually emerges as narrator.  "Where but in medicine," he asks, "might our conjoined, matricidal,  patrifugal, twisted fate be explained?" The question is key, revealing  Verghese's intent: a family saga in the context of medicine. The  ambition is laudable, but too often accounts of operations—a bowel  obstruction here, a vasectomy there—overwhelm the narrative.  Characterization suffers. The boys' Ethiopian identity goes unexplored.  Shiva is an enigma, though it's no surprise he'll have a medical career,  like his brother, though far less orthodox. They become estranged over a  girl, and eventually Marion leaves for America and an internship in the  Bronx (the final, most suspenseful section). Once again a medical  emergency defines the characters, though they are not large enough to  fill the positively operatic roles Verghese has ordained for them.A bold  but flawed debut novel.  (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, December 15, 2008)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780375414497&amp;amp;view=auqa"&gt;Interview with Abraham Verghese (Random House.com)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Cutting-for-Stone/Abraham-Verghese/e/9780375414497"&gt;Cutting for Stone at Barnes and Noble.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/08/books/review/Wagner-t.html"&gt;Erica&amp;nbsp; Wagner's &lt;i&gt;NY Times Book Review&lt;/i&gt;, 2/6/09&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-3070979218335678168?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/3070979218335678168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=3070979218335678168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3070979218335678168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3070979218335678168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/10/cutting-for-stone-by-abraham-verghese.html' title='Cutting for Stone by Abraham Verghese'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-7946703213737917397</id><published>2010-09-13T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T19:26:37.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Help by Kathryn Stockett</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GU7aw92Afoc/StY0f6OeENI/AAAAAAAAAck/l0BsrKy5-bw/s1600/The+Help.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GU7aw92Afoc/StY0f6OeENI/AAAAAAAAAck/l0BsrKy5-bw/s200/The+Help.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Discussion leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: October 18, 2010 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Time: 1 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugenia 'Skeeter' Phelan returns home to Jackson, Mississippi from  college in 1962, armed with a degree in English, ready to become a  writer. She is advised to begin sharpening her skills on writing about  what disturbs her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=Y&amp;amp;searcharg=help+and+stockett&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=13&amp;amp;submit.y=16&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve Your Copy of The Help by Kathryn Stockett&lt;/a&gt; (ALIScat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews from the &lt;i&gt;NoveList Plus&lt;/i&gt; database:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="citation-wrapping-div"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields" id="citationFields"&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;                 /* Starred Review */   What perfect timing for this  optimistic, uplifting debut novel (and maiden publication of Amy  Einhorn's new imprint) set during the nascent civil rights movement in  Jackson, Miss., where black women were trusted to raise white children  but not to polish the household silver. Eugenia “Skeeter” Phelan is just  home from college in 1962, and, anxious to become a writer, is advised  to hone her chops by writing “about what disturbs you.” The budding  social activist begins to collect the stories of the black women on whom  the country club sets relies—and mistrusts—enlisting the help of  Aibileen, a maid who's raised 17 children, and Aibileen's best friend  Minny, who's found herself unemployed more than a few times after  mouthing off to her white employers. The book Skeeter puts together  based on their stories is scathing and shocking, bringing pride and hope  to the black community, while giving Skeeter the courage to break down  her personal boundaries and pursue her dreams. Assured and layered, full  of heart and history, this one has bestseller written all over it.  (Feb.)  --Staff (Reviewed December 1, 2008) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 255,  issue 48,  p1)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Library Journal:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;                 /* Starred Review */   Set in Stockett's native Jackson,  MS, in the early 1960s, this first novel adopts the complicated theme  of blacks and whites living in a segregated South. A century after the  Emancipation Proclamation, black maids raised white children and ran  households but were paid poorly, often had to use separate toilets from  the family, and watched the children they cared for commit bigotry. In  Stockett's narrative, Miss Skeeter, a young white woman, is a naive,  aspiring writer who wants to create a series of interviews with local  black maids. Even if they're published anonymously, the risk is great;  still, Aibileen and Minny agree to participate. Tension pervades the  novel as its events are told by these three memorable women. Is this an  easy book to read? No, but it is surely worth reading. It may even stir  things up as readers in Jackson and beyond question their own  discrimination and intolerance in the past and present. [See Prepub  Alert, LJ  10/1/08.]—Rebecca Kelm, Northern Kentucky Univ. Lib.,  Highland Heights  --Rebecca Kelm (Reviewed January 15, 2009) (&lt;i&gt;Library  Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 134, issue 1,  p83)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt id="dt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd id="dd"&gt;                 The relationships between white middle-class women and  their black maids in Jackson, Miss., circa 1962, reflect larger issues  of racial upheaval in Mississippi-native Stockett's ambitious first  novel.Still unmarried, to her mother's dismay, recent Ole Miss graduate  Skeeter returns to Jackson longing to be a serious writer. While playing  bridge with her friends Hilly and Elizabeth, she asks Elizabeth's  seemingly docile maid Aibileen for housekeeping advice to fill the  column she's been hired to pen for a local paper. The two women begin  what Skeeter considers a semi-friendship, but Aibileen, mourning her  son's recent death and devoted to Elizabeth's neglected young daughter,  is careful what she shares. Aibileen's good friend Minnie, who works for  Hilly's increasingly senile mother, is less adept at playing the  subservient game than Aibileen. When Hilly, an aggressively racist  social climber, fires and then blackballs her for speaking too freely,  Minnie's audacious act of vengeance almost destroys her livelihood.  Unlike oblivious Elizabeth and vicious Hilly, Skeeter is at the verge of  enlightenment. Encouraged by a New York editor, she decides to write a  book about the experience of black maids and enlists Aibileen's help.  For Skeeter the book is primarily a chance to prove herself as a writer.  The stakes are much higher for the black women who put their lives on  the line by telling their true stories. Although the expos is published  anonymously, the town's social fabric is permanently torn. Stockett uses  telling details to capture the era and does not shy from showing  Skeeter's dangerous naivet. Skeeter's narration is alive with  complexity—her loyalty to her traditional Southern mother remains even  after she learns why the beloved black maid who raised her has  disappeared. In contrast, Stockett never truly gets inside Aibileen and  Minnie's heads (a risk the author acknowledges in her postscript). The  scenes written in their voices verge on patronizing.This genuine  page-turner offers a whiff of white liberal self-congratulation that  won't hurt its appeal and probably spells big success.  (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews,&lt;/i&gt;  January 1, 2009)               &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;More Information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kathrynstockett.com/"&gt;Kathryn Stockett's Web Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://calitreview.com/2526"&gt;Book Review from&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; California Literary Review&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides_h/the_help1.asp"&gt;Reading Group Guides:&amp;nbsp; The Help&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=6259944n"&gt;Katie Couric's Interview with Kathryn Stockett&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-7946703213737917397?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/7946703213737917397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=7946703213737917397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7946703213737917397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7946703213737917397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/09/help-by-kathryn-stockett.html' title='The Help by Kathryn Stockett'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GU7aw92Afoc/StY0f6OeENI/AAAAAAAAAck/l0BsrKy5-bw/s72-c/The+Help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-2505262562022807018</id><published>2010-08-03T17:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T14:59:53.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.colummccann.com/images/largeCovers/spinpaperback.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.colummccann.com/images/largeCovers/spinpaperback.jpg" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt; September 13, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time:&lt;/b&gt; 1:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Discussion leader: &lt;/b&gt;Jane Isaacson Shapiro &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dublin born writer Colum McCann spins a story hinged on French high-wire acrobat, Philippe Petit's illicit 1974 high-wire walk between the twin towers of the World Trade Center. This event is the touchstone for stories of ten varied, intense lives; a street priest, heroin-addicted hookers, mothers mourning sons lost in war, young artists, and a Park Avenue judge. Their lives are ordinary yet unforgettable; overlapping and sometimes converging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21?/tlet+the+great+world+spin/tlet+the+great+world+spin/1%2C2%2C4%2CB/exact&amp;amp;FF=tlet+the+great+world+spin+a+novel&amp;amp;1%2C2%2C"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;Let the Great World Spin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/hwplreaders10-11.pdf"&gt;Readers' Packet for &lt;i&gt;Let the Great World Spin &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMvOwEBEfkI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TMvOwEBEfkI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/02/books/review/Mahler-t.html"&gt;NY Times Book Review (7/29/2009) by Jonathan Mahler&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colummccann.com/"&gt;Colum McCann's web site &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2009/aug/30/let-great-world-spin-mccann"&gt;Tim Adams' Review in the Guardian (8/30/2009)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litlovers.com/guide_let_great_world_spin.html"&gt;Book discussion guide from LitLovers.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reviews from the NovelistPlus Database &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1335949240"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields"&gt;&lt;dd class="full-width"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1335949240" name="Review"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booklist Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;/*Starred Review*/  After the rigors of &lt;i&gt;Zoli &lt;/i&gt;(2007), his historical tale of Romani life, best-selling literary novelist McCann allows himself more artistic freedom in his shimmering, shattering fifth novel. It begins on August 7, 1974, when New Yorkers are stopped in their tracks by the sight of a man walking between the towers of the World Trade Center. Yes, it’s Philippe Petit, the subject of the Academy Award–winning documentary Man on Wire and one of McCann’s&amp;nbsp;many intense and&amp;nbsp;valiant characters.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;cast also includes two Irish brothers: Corrigan, a radical monk, and Ciaran, who follows him to the&amp;nbsp;blasted Bronx, where he encounters&amp;nbsp;resilient prostitute Tillie and her spirited daughter Jazzlyn. Gloria lives in the same housing project, and she befriends Claire of&amp;nbsp;Park Avenue&amp;nbsp;as they mourn the deaths of their sons in Vietnam. McCann’s hallucinatory descriptions of a great city tattooed&amp;nbsp;and besmirched with graffiti, blood,&amp;nbsp;and drugs in the midst of a financial freefall are eerie in their edgy beauty, chilling reminders of&amp;nbsp;how quickly civilization unravels. Here, too, are portals onto&amp;nbsp;war,&amp;nbsp;the justice system, and the dawning of the cyber age. In McCann’s wise and elegiac novel of origins and consequences, each of his finely drawn, unexpectedly connected characters balances above an abyss, evincing great courage with every step. -- Seaman, Donna (Reviewed 05-01-2009) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 105, number 17, p61) &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="dont-show"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6055488838274221383" name="Review"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="full-width"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1335949237" name="Review"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly Review&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McCann's sweeping new novel hinges on Philippe Petit's illicit 1974 high-wire walk between the twin towers. It is the aftermath, in which Petit appears in the courtroom of Judge Solomon Soderberg, that sets events into motion. Solomon, anxious to get to Petit, quickly dispenses with a petty larceny involving mother/daughter hookers Tillie and Jazzlyn Henderson. Jazzlyn is let go, but is killed on the way home in a traffic accident. Also killed is John Corrigan, a priest who was giving her a ride. The other driver, an artist named Blaine, drives away, and the next day his wife, Lara, feeling guilty, tries to check on the victims, leading her to meet John's brother, with whom she'll form an enduring bond. Meanwhile, Solomon's wife, Claire, meets with a group of mothers who have lost sons in Vietnam. One of them, Gloria, lives in the same building where John lived, which is how Claire, taking Gloria home, witnesses a small salvation. McCann's dogged, DeLillo-like ambition to show American magic and dread sometimes comes unfocused—John Corrigan in particular never seems real—but he succeeds in giving us a high-wire performance of style and heart. (June) --Staff (Reviewed March 9, 2009) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 256, issue 10, p24)&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dt class="dont-show"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=6055488838274221383" name="Review"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd class="full-width"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1335949231" name="Review"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The famous 1974 tightrope walk between the World Trade Center towers is a central motif in this unwieldy paean to the adopted city of Dublin-born McCann (&lt;i&gt;Zoli,&lt;/i&gt; 2007, etc.).Told by a succession of narrators representing diverse social strata, the novel recalls Tom Wolfe's The Bonfire of &lt;i&gt;the Vanities&lt;/i&gt; (1987), except that where Bonfire was deeply cynical about Reagan-era New York, McCann's take on the grittier, 1970s city is deadly earnest. On the day that "the tightrope walker" (never named, but obviously modeled on Philippe Petit) strolls between the Twin Towers, other New Yorkers are performing quieter acts of courage. Ciaran has come from Dublin to the Bronx to rescue his brother Corrigan, a monk whose ministry involves providing shelter and respite to an impromptu congregation of freeway underpass hookers. Corrigan chastely yearns for Adelita, his co-worker at a nursing home. Claire, heiress wife of Solomon, a judge at the "Shithouse" (Manhattan criminal court), has joined a support group of bereaved mothers whose sons died in the Vietnam War. With much trepidation, she hosts the group—including Gloria, Corrigan's neighbor and the only African-American member—at her Park Avenue penthouse. Two of Corrigan's prostitute flock, Jazzlyn and her mother Tillie, are picked up on an outstanding warrant, and he accompanies them to their arraignment in Solomon's courtroom, where the newly arrested sky-walker is among those waiting to plead. Cocaine-addled painters Blaine and Lara, once again fleeing the Manhattan art scene, also flee the accident scene after their classic car clips Corrigan's van from the rear as he's driving Jazzlyn home. (Tillie, having taken the rap for her daughter, is in jail.) Peripheral characters command occasional chapters as well, and this series of linked stories never really gels as a novel. Unfocused and overlong, though written with verve, empathy and stylistic mastery. (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, May 1, 2009)&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-2505262562022807018?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/2505262562022807018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=2505262562022807018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2505262562022807018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2505262562022807018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/08/let-great-world-spin-by-colum-mccann.html' title='Let the Great World Spin by Colum McCann'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-3479294603897236820</id><published>2010-07-06T14:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T10:54:41.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wives of Henry Oades: a novel by Johanna Moran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://literatehousewife.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Cover-of-The-Wives-of-Henry-Oades.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ru="true" src="http://literatehousewife.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/Cover-of-The-Wives-of-Henry-Oades.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Tuesday, August 3, 11 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;An English accountant and his two wives are the subject of this novel, based on a real-life 19th century California bigamy case. Henry Oades, assuring his wife that his New Zealand posting will be temporary, takes his wife and four children on this difficult journey. During a Maori uprising the wife and children are kidnapped and the home torched. Assuming they have been killed, Oades relocates to California and starts a new life with Nancy, a sad 20-year-old, pregnant widow. “&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES60?/twives+of+henry+oades/twives+of+henry+oades/1%2C1%2C1%2CB/frameset&amp;amp;FF=twives+of+henry+oades+a+novel&amp;amp;1%2C1%2C"&gt;Reserve Your Copy of&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;The Wives of Henry Oades&lt;/i&gt; through ALISweb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/oades.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;HW Readers Packet for &lt;i&gt;The Wives of Henry Oades&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reviews from the NoveList Plus database&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt; Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;An English accountant and his two wives are the subject of this intriguing and evocative debut novel based on a real-life 19th-century California bigamy case. A loving husband and attentive father, Henry Oades assures his wife, Margaret, that his posting to New Zealand will be temporary and the family makes the difficult journey. But during a Maori uprising, Margaret and her four children are kidnapped and the Oades's house is torched. Convinced his family is dead, Henry relocates to California and marries Nancy, a sad 20-year-old pregnant widow. When Margaret and the children escape, eventually making their way to California and Henry's doorstep, he does the decent thing by being a husband to both wives and father to all their offspring, a situation deemed indecent by the Berkeley Daughters of Decency. Moran presents Henry's story as if making a case in court, facts methodically revealed with just enough detail for the reader to form an independent opinion. But it's Margaret surviving the wilderness, Nancy overcoming grief and the two women bonding that give the book its heart and should make this a book group winner. (Mar.) --Staff (Reviewed October 26, 2009) (Publishers Weekly, vol 256, issue 43, p29)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt; Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When Henry Oades is posted to New Zealand in 1890, he considers the move a chance for adventure. Content with life in London, Margaret reluctantly accompanies him with their children. When their isolated cottage is attacked by the Maori, Margaret and the children are abducted and presumed dead. Fleeing from his memories, Henry resettles in California, where he marries Nancy, a young widow with a baby. Six years later, Margaret and her children, having finally escaped captivity, arrive at Henry's Berkeley farm. Weathering threats, harassment, and lawsuits, Nancy and Margaret slowly develop a supportive relationship that enables their blended family to survive. Told mainly from the wives' perspectives, the story hinges on readers' empathy with their unusual predicament. Other characters are somewhat flat. Even unflappable Henry remains a bit of an enigma. Still, Moran's debut, based on the true case of Henry Oades, acquitted of bigamy three times, will intrigue historical fiction fans and provide plenty of discussion points for book clubs.--Kathy Piehl (Reviewed November 15, 2009) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 134, issue 19, p61)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kirkus&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Reviews&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Two women discover they're both rightfully married to the same man. Serious, sometimes horrific developments are lightened by touches of understated, salty wit in Moran's fact-based historical, a fresh and unusual story that moves from New Zealand to California in the 1890s. British accountant Henry Oades, his wife Margaret and their two children leave England for a temporary posting in New Zealand, where Margaret gives birth to twins. Their domestic contentment is suddenly shattered when a band of Maori, in a revenge attack, burn down their home and abduct Margaret and the children. The distraught Henry plans pursuit but hurts himself badly in a fall. After a slow recovery he must accept the fact that his children cannot be traced and the bones found in the house's ashes were Margaret's (though readers already know they were not). Moving to America, he becomes a dairy farmer and six years after the catastrophe marries widowed Nancy Foreland. But Margaret has survived, as have all but one of the children. Freed from years of slavery, they make their way home and then to California, where they reunite with the surprised Henry and Nancy. Two wives and one husband living under the same roof attract the wrath of the Daughters of Decency; harassment follows, then a series of trials, but the curious family emerges even stronger. A beguiling, promising debut, combining clipped narration and capable technique with tender appreciation for the female characters in particular. (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, November 15, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Further Information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://johannamoran.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Johanna Moran's website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/reading_guides/detail/index.cfm?book_number=2374/The-Wives-of-Henry-Oades"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Discussion&amp;nbsp;Guide Questions at BookBrowse.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quietfurybooks.com/blog/?p=1219"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Interview with Johanna Moran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-3479294603897236820?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/3479294603897236820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=3479294603897236820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3479294603897236820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3479294603897236820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/07/wifes-of-henry-oades-novel-by-johanna.html' title='The Wives of Henry Oades: a novel by Johanna Moran'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-7298790695624903911</id><published>2010-06-09T23:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T21:37:18.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://infomavensdesktop.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/the_girl_with_the_dragon_tattoo-large2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://infomavensdesktop.files.wordpress.com/2009/11/the_girl_with_the_dragon_tattoo-large2.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;July 7, 11 a.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Discussion Leader:&amp;nbsp; Ellen Getreu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary &lt;/b&gt;(from the Doubleday web site)&lt;br /&gt;The first novel in Stieg Larsson’s internationally best-selling Millennium trilogy.&lt;br /&gt;It’s about the disappearance forty years ago of Harriet Vanger, a young scion of one of the wealthiest families in Sweden . . . and about her octogenarian uncle, determined to know the truth about what he believes was her murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about Mikael Blomkvist, a crusading journalist recently at the wrong end of a libel case, hired to get to the bottom of Harriet’s disappearance . . . and about Lisbeth Salander, a twenty-four-year-old pierced and tattooed genius hacker possessed of the hard-earned wisdom of someone twice her age—and a terrifying capacity for ruthlessness to go with it—who assists Blomkvist with the investigation. This unlikely team discovers a vein of nearly unfathomable iniquity running through the Vanger family, astonishing corruption in the highest echelons of Swedish industrialism—and an unexpected connection between themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a contagiously exciting, stunningly intelligent novel about society at its most hidden, and about the intimate lives of a brilliantly realized cast of characters, all of them forced to face the darker aspects of their world and of their own lives. (From the publisher.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;Larsson's Millennium trilogy includes &lt;i&gt;The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;The Girl Who Played with Fire&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booklist Review&lt;/b&gt; The first U.S. appearance of another major Swedish crime writer is cause for celebration but also disappointment: Larsson, an acclaimed journalist as well as the author of the award-winning Millenium trilogy, of which this is the first volume, died in 2004. The editor of a magazine called Expo, which was dedicated to fighting right-wing extremism, Larsson brings his journalistic background to bear in his first novel. It is the story of a crusading reporter, Mikail Blomkvist, who has been convicted of libel for his exposé of crooked financier Wennerstrom. Then another Swedish financier, a rival of Wennerstrom, wants to hire Blomkvist to solve the decades-old disappearance of his niece from the family's island compound in the north of Sweden. If Blomkvist works on the project for a year, his employer will deliver the goods on Wennerstrom. Blomkvist takes the job and soon finds himself trying to unlock the grisly multigenerational secrets in a hideously dysfunctional family's many closets. Helping him dig through those closets is the novel's real star, the girl with the dragon tattoo, Lisbeth Salander, a ward of the state who happens to be Sweden's most formidable computer hacker and a fearless foe of women-hating men. Larsson has two great stories (and two star-worthy characters) here, and if he never quite brings them together—the conclusion of the Wennerstrom campaign seems almost anticlimactic after the action-filled finale on the island—the novel nevertheless offers compelling chunks of investigative journalism, high-tech sleuthing, and psychosexual drama. What a shame that we only have three books in which to watch the charismatic Lisbeth Salander take on the world! -- Ott, Bill (Reviewed 08-01-2008) (Booklist, vol 104, number 22, p5) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/b&gt; Review/* Starred Review */ With its rich characterizations and intriguing plot, the first book of the late Stieg Larsson's completed trilogy, involving disgraced Swedish journalist-publisher Mikael Blomkvist and the eponymous, pierced and tattooed, emotionally troubled young hacker-investigator Lisbeth Salander, clearly deserves the acclaim it's received overseas. Martin Wenner's almost indifferent, British-accented narration would seem an odd choice for a novel filled with passion, sex and violence, but as the oddly coupled Blomkvist and Salander probe the four-decade-old disappearance of Harriet Vanger, heiress to one of Sweden's wealthiest clans, the objective approach actually accentuates the extreme behavior of both and the strange subjects of their investigation. Wenner's calm, controlled manner aids the listener in keeping track of the numerous members of the Vanger family, a task that the printed book simplifies with a reference page. A Knopf hardcover (Reviews, July 14). (Sept.) --Staff (Reviewed November 24, 2008) (Publishers Weekly, vol 255, issue 47, p53)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Library Journal Review&lt;/b&gt;/* Starred Review */ Ever since Knopf editor Sonny Mehta bought the U.S. rights last November, the prepublication buzz on this dark, moody crime thriller by a Swedish journalist has grown steadily. A best seller in Europe (it outsold the Bible in Denmark), this first entry in the "Millennium" trilogy finally lands in America. Is the hype justified? Yes. Despite a sometimes plodding translation and a few implausible details, this complex, multilayered tale, which combines an intricate financial thriller with an Agatha Christie-like locked-room mystery set on an island, grabs the reader from the first page. Convicted of libeling a prominent businessman and awaiting imprisonment, financial journalist Mikael Blomkvist agrees to industrialist Henrik Vanger's request to investigate the 40-year-old disappearance of Vanger's 16-year-old niece, Harriet. In return, Vanger will help Blomkvist dig up dirt on the corrupt businessman. Assisting in Blomkvist's investigation is 24-year-old Lisbeth Salander, a brilliant but enigmatic computer hacker. Punkish, tattooed, sullen, antisocial, and emotionally damaged, she is a compelling character, much like Carol O'Connell's Kathy Mallory, and this reviewer looks forward to learning more of her backstory in the next two books (The Girl Who Played with Fire and Castles in the Sky). Sweden may be the land of blondes, Ikea, and the Midnight Sun, but Larsson, who died in 2004, brilliantly exposes its dark heart: sexual violence against women, a Nazi past, and corporate corruption. Highly recommended. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 5/1/03.]Library Journal --Wilda Williams (Reviewed August 15, 2008) (Library Journal, vol 133, issue 13, p69)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/b&gt; First U.S. publication for a deceased Swedish author (1954–2004); this first of his three novels, a bestseller in Europe, is a labored mystery.It's late 2002. Mikael Blomkvist, reputable Stockholm financial journalist, has just lost a libel case brought by a notoriously devious tycoon. He's looking at a short jail term and the ruin of his magazine, which he owns with his best friend and occasional lover, Erika Berger. The case has brought him to the attention of Henrik Vanger, octogenarian, retired industrialist and head of the vast Vanger clan. Henrik has had a report on him prepared by Lisbeth Salander, the eponymous Girl, a freaky private investigator. The 24-year-old Lisbeth is a brilliant sleuth, and no wonder: She's the best computer hacker in Sweden. Henrik hires Mikael to solve an old mystery, the disappearance of his great-niece Harriet, in 1966. Henrik is sure she was murdered; every year the putative killer tauntingly sends him a pressed flower on his birthday (Harriet's custom). He is equally sure one of the Vangers is the murderer. They're a nasty bunch, Nazis and ne'er-do-wells. There are three story lines here: The future of the magazine, Lisbeth's travails (she has a sexually abusive guardian) and, most important, the Harriet mystery. This means an inordinately long setup. Only at the halfway point is there a small tug of excitement as Mikael breaks the case and enlists Lisbeth's help. The horrors are legion: Rape, incest, torture and serial killings continuing into the present. Mikael is confronted by an excruciating journalistic dilemma, resolved far too swiftly as we return to the magazine and the effort to get the evil tycoon, a major miscalculation on Larsson's part. The tycoon's empire has nothing to do with the theme of violence against women which has linked Lisbeth's story to the Vanger case, and the last 50 pages are inevitably anticlimactic. Juicy melodrama obscured by the intricacies of problem-solving. (Kirkus Reviews, July 15, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the NovelistPlus database)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Further reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/reading_guides/detail/index.cfm?book_number=2179"&gt;Book discussion guide from BookBrowse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/14/books/review/Berenson-t.html"&gt;Alex Berenson's review in The New York Times&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litlovers.com/guide_girl_with_dragon_tattoo.html"&gt;LitLovers.com book discussion guide&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://bnreview.barnesandnoble.com/t5/Reviews-Essays/The-Girl-with-the-Dragon-Tattoo/ba-p/686"&gt;Donna Rifkind's review from barnesandnoble.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-7298790695624903911?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/7298790695624903911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=7298790695624903911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7298790695624903911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7298790695624903911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/06/girl-with-dragon-tattoo-by-stieg.html' title='Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-1900162573123826102</id><published>2010-05-11T20:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T20:49:58.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Await Your Reply by Dan Chaon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lukeman.com/chaon--await_small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.lukeman.com/chaon--await_small.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Discussion Leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Monday, June 7, 1  PM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Three characters’ lives propel this novel of lost souls. Eighteen-year-old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;Lucy Lattimore, her parents dead, flees her hometown with a charismatic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;high school teacher, soon to find herself involved in a dangerous embezzling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;scheme. Miles Chesire is searching for his unstable twin brother, Hayden, a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;man with many personas who’s been missing for 10 years. Ryan Schuyler is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;running identity-theft scams for his birth father, Jay Kozelek, after dropping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;out of college to reconnect with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly &lt;/i&gt;Review/&lt;/b&gt;* Starred Review */ -- Three disparate characters and their oddly interlocking lives propel this intricate novel about lost souls and hidden identities from National Book Award–finalist Chaon (&lt;i&gt;You Remind Me of Me&lt;/i&gt; ). Eighteen-year-old Lucy Lattimore, her parents dead, flees her stifling hometown with charismatic high school teacher George Orson, soon to find herself enmeshed in a dangerous embezzling scheme. Meanwhile, Miles Chesire is searching for his unstable twin brother, Hayden, a man with many personas who's been missing for 10 years and is possibly responsible for the house fire that killed their mother. Ryan Schuyler is running identity-theft scams for his birth father, Jay Kozelek, after dropping out of college to reconnect with him, dazed and confused after learning he was raised thinking his father was his uncle. Chaon deftly intertwines a trio of story lines, showcasing his characters' individuality by threading subtle connections between and among them with effortless finesse, all the while invoking the complexities of what's real and what's fake with mesmerizing brilliance. This novel's structure echoes that of his well-received debut—also a book of threes—even as it bests that book's elegant prose, haunting plot and knockout literary excellence. (Sept.) --Staff (Reviewed June 8, 2009) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 256, issue 23, p1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt; Review &lt;/b&gt;-- Miles Cheshire is driving from Cleveland to Alaska in search of his disturbed twin brother, Hayden, another leg of a crusade that has consumed him for more than a decade. Ryan Schuyler is 19 when he discovers that he is adopted and his real father, a con man who deals in fraud and identity theft, now wants Ryan to live with him. Orphaned Lucy Lattimore leaves town with her former high school history teacher when his dreams of riches and travel fill the hole in her life. This chillingly harsh work by Chaon (&lt;i&gt;You Remind Me of Me &lt;/i&gt;) will make you question your own identity and sense of time. His characters live on the outskirts of society, even of their own lives. Yet we are compelled to read about them, driven to see it through. This novel is unrelenting, like the scene of an accident: we are repulsed by the blood, but we cannot look away. For fans of pulse-pounding drama, Chaon never fails to impress. (With an eight-city tour; library marketing.) [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt; 5/1/09.]&lt;i&gt;Library Journal &lt;/i&gt;--Bette-Lee Fox (Reviewed June 15, 2009) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 134, issue 11, p59)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kirkus&lt;/i&gt; Reviews&lt;/b&gt; -- A sprinter who excels at the 100-yard dash may never attempt a marathon. A poet who composes haiku might not be able to sustain an epic. Though writers of short stories are almost invariably encouraged to become novelists—a contract for a debut story collection is typically a bet hedged against the longer work to come—some authors who master the former don't seem as well suited to the latter. Maybe it's a question of scope, or even artistic stamina, but the novel requires a different mindset. It isn't just a longer story.Ohio's Dan Chaon, whose two collections established him as one of America's most promising short story writers, returns this fall with a second novel, &lt;i&gt;Await your Reply&lt;/i&gt;, easily his most ambitious work to date. As in his stories and previous novel (&lt;i&gt;You Remind Me of Me&lt;/i&gt;, 2004), this book focuses on family dynamics, the quest for identity and the essence of the Heartland—in some ways, Chaon is to the Midwest what Richard Russo is to the Northeast—but the structure has an innovative audacity missing from his earlier, more straightforward work.The novel initially seems to be three separate narratives, presented in round-robin fashion, connected only by some plot similarities (characters on a quest or on the lam, a tragic loss of parents) and thematic underpinnings (the chimera of identity). One narrative concerns a college dropout who learns that the man he thought was his uncle is really his father, who recruits him for some criminal activity involving identity theft. The second involves an orphan who runs away with her high-school history teacher. The third features a twin in his 30s in search of his brother, likely a paranoid schizophrenic who occasionally sends messages yet refuses to be found.It's a tribute to Chaon's narrative command that each of these parallel narratives sustains the reader's interest, even though there's little indication through two-thirds of the novel that these stories will ever intersect. And when they do, the results are so breathtaking in their inevitability that the reader practically feels compelled to start the novel anew, just to discover the cues that he's missed along the way.The novel and the short story each aspire to a different kind of perfection. We think no less of Alice Munro because she reigns supreme in the shorter form (though her short stories are longer than most). We continue to hail William Trevor and Lorrie Moore primarily for the exquisiteness of their stories, though both have attempted novels as well (shorter than many). More recently, Donald Ray Pollock's hard-hitting &lt;i&gt;Knockemstiff,&lt;/i&gt; a debut collection of interrelated stories, could have easily been marketed as a novel. And Aleksander Hemon's return to stories with Love and Obstacles could pass as a follow-up novel to his brilliant &lt;i&gt;The&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Lazarus Project&lt;/i&gt;. With Chaon, one senses that there's no going back. His stories established his early reputation. He did that. Now he's doing this. (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus&lt;/i&gt; Reviews, July 1, 2009)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Further information: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/23/books/review/Rosenfeld-t.html"&gt;New  York Times Book Review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/23/books/review/Rosenfeld-t.html"&gt;,  August 20, 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://danchaon.com/books/await_your_reply/"&gt;Dan Chaon's Web Site &lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052970204683204574358411415113796.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wall Street  Journal&lt;/i&gt;: Interview with Dan Chaon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/bb_briefs/detail/index.cfm/ezine_preview_number/3991/Await-Your-Reply"&gt;Await your  Reply at BookBrowse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-1900162573123826102?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/1900162573123826102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=1900162573123826102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/1900162573123826102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/1900162573123826102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/05/await-your-reply-by-dan-chaon.html' title='Await Your Reply by Dan Chaon'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-6525937104336142142</id><published>2010-03-02T20:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:57:51.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudbound by Hillary Jordan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://dolcebellezza.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/mudbound.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://dolcebellezza.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/mudbound.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Book discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=mudbound&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=0&amp;amp;submit.y=0&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;Mudbound&lt;/i&gt; on ALISCat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the &lt;i&gt;Novelist &lt;/i&gt;Database: &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt; Review: /*Starred Review*/ "When I think of the farm, I think of mud," says Laura, the main character in this sophisticated, complex first novel. Jordan sets her narrative in the rural Mississippi Delta in the immediate post—World War II period. Thematically, the novel charts the evolution of a wifely role—the evolution of Laura's new life—when she marries at a relatively late age and moves from her comfortable existence in Memphis (her father was a professor and she an English teacher in a private school) to a rough Delta farm when her new husband decides to forgo his engineering profession to live out his dream of cultivating the soil. The narrative is told in alternating first-person accounts (each voice rendered distinctive and authentic to the character), as Laura, her plain and steady husband, her dashing brother-in-law, and other individuals now significant in Laura's new life (one of whom is the returned GI-son of their black tenant farmer) tell their sides of the devolving events in Laura and her husband's move to this remote and rigid environment. In addition to the material deprivation Laura must endure, racism in the area is full-blown and horrible, most apparent in the face of her father-in-law, who has come to live with Laura and her husband. When her brother-in-law returns from his postwar wanderings about Europe, at first he brings a bright, new light to shine on Laura. She falls in love with him, but, ultimately, the light illuminates only ugliness. -- Hooper, Brad (Reviewed 11-15-2007) (Booklist, vol 104, number 6, p30) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt; Review: Jordan's beautiful debut (winner of the 2006 Bellwether Prize for literature of social responsibility) carries echoes of As I Lay Dying , complete with shifts in narrative voice, a body needing burial, flood and more. In 1946, Laura McAllan, a college-educated Memphis schoolteacher, becomes a reluctant farmer's wife when her husband, Henry, buys a farm on the Mississippi Delta, a farm she aptly nicknames Mudbound. Laura has difficulty adjusting to life without electricity, indoor plumbing, readily accessible medical care for her two children and, worst of all, life with her live-in misogynous, racist, father-in-law. Her days become easier after Florence, the wife of Hap Jackson, one of their black tenants, becomes more important to Laura as companion than as hired help. Catastrophe is inevitable when two young WWII veterans, Henry's brother, Jamie, and the Jacksons' son, Ronsel, arrive, both battling nightmares from horrors they've seen, and both unable to bow to Mississippi rules after eye-opening years in Europe. Jordan convincingly inhabits each of her narrators, though some descriptive passages can be overly florid, and the denouement is a bit maudlin. But these are minor blemishes on a superbly rendered depiction of the fury and terror wrought by racism. (Mar.) --Staff (Reviewed November 5, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly,&lt;/i&gt; vol 254, issue 44, p40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt; Review: /* Starred Review */ Jordan's poignant and moving debut novel, winner of the 2006 Bellwether Prize, takes on social injustice in the postwar Mississippi Delta. Here, two families, the landowning McAllans and their black sharecroppers, the Jacksons, struggle with the mores of the Jim Crow South. Six distinctive voices narrate the complex family stories that include the faltering marriage of Laura and Henry McAllan, the mean-spirited family patriarch and his white-robed followers, and returning war heroes Jamie McAllan and Ronsel Jackson. In every respect, the powerful pull of the land dominates their lives. Henry leaves a secure job with the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers to buy their farm, never noticing that the refined and genteel Laura dreams of escaping the pervasive mud and dreary conditions of farm life. Ronsel, encouraged by his war-hero status as a tank commander, wants to break away from the past and head North to a better future, while his parents, knowing no other life but farming, struggle to buy their own land. Jordan faultlessly portrays the values of the 1940s as she builds to a stunning conclusion. Highly recommended for all public libraries.--Donna Bettencourt (Reviewed December 15, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 132, issue 20, p100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews: &amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;Family bonds are twisted and broken in Jordan's meditation on the fallen South.Debut novelist Jordan won the 2006 Bellwether Prize for this disquieting reflection on rural America, told from multiple perspectives. After steadfastly guarding her virginity for three decades, cosmopolitan Memphis schoolmarm Laura Chappell agrees to marry a rigid suitor named Henry McAllan, and in 1940 they have their first child. At the end of World War II, Henry drags his bride, their now expanded brood and his sadistic Pappy off to a vile, primitive farm in the backwaters of Mississippi that she names "Mudbound.". Promised an antebellum plantation, Laura finds that Henry has been fleeced and her family is soon living in a bleak, weather-beaten farmhouse lacking running water and electricity. Resigned to an uncomfortable truce, the McAllans stubbornly and meagerly carve out a living on the unforgiving Delta. Their unsteady marriage becomes more complicated with the arrival of Henry's enigmatic brother Jamie, plagued by his father's wrath, a drinking problem and the guilt of razing Europe as a bomber pilot. Adding his voice to the narrative is Ronsel Jackson, the son of one of the farm's tenants, whose heroism as a tank soldier stands for naught against the racism of the hard-drinking, deeply bigoted community. Punctuated by an illicit affair, a gruesome hate crime and finally a quiet, just murder in the night, the bookimparts misery upon the wicked—but the innocent suffer as well. "Sometimes it's necessary to do wrong," claims Jamie McAllan in the book's equivocal denouement. "Sometimes it's the only way to make things right."The perils of country living are brought to light in a confidently executed novel. (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus &lt;/i&gt;Reviews, January 1, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further Information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hillaryjordan.com/"&gt;Hillary Jordan (Author's Web Site) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/author_interviews/full/index.cfm/author_number/1538/Hillary-Jordan"&gt;Interview with Hillary Jordan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readersplace.co.uk/view-reading-guide/mudbound/"&gt;Book Discussion Guide from Readers' Place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-6525937104336142142?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/6525937104336142142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=6525937104336142142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6525937104336142142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6525937104336142142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/03/mudbound-by-hillary-jordan.html' title='Mudbound by Hillary Jordan'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-7254315118131543787</id><published>2010-02-12T11:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:03:25.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That Old Cape Magic by Richard Russo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesecondpass.com/uploads/old-cape-magic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kt="true" src="http://thesecondpass.com/uploads/old-cape-magic.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Discussion Leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, March 1, 1 p.m.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That Old Cape Magic&lt;/i&gt; is a novel of deep introspection, of a middle-aged man confronting his parents and their failed marriages, his own troubled one, his daughter's new life and, finally, what it was he thought he wanted and what in fact he has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Richard Russo, a Pulitzer Prize winner, tells a story, which has moments of great comedy and even hilarity alternating with others of rueful understanding and throat-tightening sadness, and an ending that is surprising and uplifting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=that+old+cape+magic&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=10&amp;amp;submit.y=15"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;i&gt;That Old Cape Magic&lt;/i&gt; through ALISweb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/hwplreaders_tocm.pdf"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;HW Readers Packet for &lt;i&gt;That Old Cape Magic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reviews:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt; Review: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Crafting a dense, flashback-filled narrative that stutters across two summer outings to New England (and as many weddings), Russo (&lt;i&gt;Empire Falls&lt;/i&gt; ) convincingly depicts a life coming apart at the seams, but the effort falls short of the literary magic that earned him a Pulitzer. A professor in his 50s who aches to go back to screenwriting, Jack Griffin struggles to divest himself of his parents. Lugging around, first, his father's, then both his parents' urns in the trunk of his convertible, he hopes to find an appropriate spot to scatter their ashes while juggling family commitments—his daughter's wedding, a separation from his wife. Indeed, his parents—especially his mother, who calls her son incessantly before he starts hearing her from beyond the grave—occupy the narrative like capricious ghosts, and Griffin inherits “the worst attributes of both.” Though Russo can write gorgeous sentences and some situations are amazingly rendered—Griffin wading into the surf to try to scatter his father's ashes, his wheelchair-bound father-in-law plummeting off a ramp and into a yew—the navel-gazing interior monologues that constitute much of the novel lack the punch of Russo's earlier work. (Aug.) --Staff (Reviewed June 29, 2009) &lt;i&gt;(Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 256, issue 26, p106)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt; Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Joy and Jack Griffin head to Cape Cod to attend a friend's wedding, where their daughter Laura announces her own engagement. Sensing the malaise in their 30-year marriage, the Griffins decide to reconnect by visiting the B &amp;amp; B where they once honeymooned. Their arrival in separate vehicles seems symbolic of the discord in their hearts and minds. Jack, still coming to terms with his father's death and bristling at his mother's constant criticism, feels restless in his career as a college professor, wondering whether he should have left a lucrative screenwriting gig in L.A. Joy, chafing at Jack's implicit displeasure with her sunny disposition and maddening family, longs for an empathetic listener. Russo lovingly explores the deceptive nature of memory as each exquisitely drawn character attempts to deconstruct the family myths that inform their relationships. The Griffins may not find magic on old Cape Cod, but readers will. Those who savored Russo's long, languid novels (e.g., Pulitzer winner &lt;i&gt;Empire Falls&lt;/i&gt; ) may be surprised by this one's rapid pace, but Russo's familiar compassion for the vicissitudes of the human condition shines through. [See Prepub Alert,&lt;i&gt; LJ&lt;/i&gt; 7/09.]--Sally Bissell (Reviewed August 15, 2009) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 134, issue 13, p74)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A change of pace from Pulitzer-winning author Russo (&lt;i&gt;Bridge of Sighs&lt;/i&gt;, 2007, etc.).In contrast to his acclaimed novels about dying towns in the Northeast, the author's slapstick satire of academia (&lt;i&gt;Straight Man&lt;/i&gt;, 1997) previously seemed like an anomaly. Now it has a companion of sorts, though Russo can't seem to decide whether his protagonist is comic or tragic. Maybe both. The son of two professors who were unhappy with each other and their lot in life, Jack Griffin vowed not to follow in their footsteps, instead becoming a hack screenwriter in Los Angeles. Then he leaves that career to become a cinema professor and moves back East with his wife Joy. Most of the novel takes place during two weddings a year apart: one on Cape Cod, where Jack had endured annual summer vacations and convinced Joy to spend their honeymoon; the other in Maine, where Joy had wanted to honeymoon. Plenty of flashbacks concerning the families of each spouse seem on the surface to present very different models for marriage, and there is an account of the year between the weddings that shows their relationship changing significantly. It isn't enough that Jack feels trapped by his familial past; he carries his parents' ashes in his trunk, can't bear to scatter them and carries on conversations with his late mother that eventually become audible. Will Jack and Joy be able to sustain their marriage? Will their daughter succumb to the fate of her parents, just as Jack and Joy have? Observes Jack, "Late middle age, he was coming to understand, was a time of life when everything was predictable and yet somehow you failed to see any of it coming." Readable, as always with this agreeable and gifted author. (&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, July 1, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Further reading:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780375414961&amp;amp;view=rg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That Old Cape Magic&lt;/i&gt; Reader's Guide (Random House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/writers/writerdetails.asp?cid=968838"&gt;Richard Russo:&amp;nbsp; Meet the Author (barnesandnoble.com)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/10/books/10maslin.html"&gt;Janet Maslin's Review in &lt;i&gt;The New York Times&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/08/04/AR2009080402827.html"&gt;Ron Charles' Review in &lt;i&gt;The Washington Post&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/entertainment/books/la-et-book4-2009aug04,0,7857592.story"&gt;Heller McAlpin's Review in The Chicago Tribune&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-7254315118131543787?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/7254315118131543787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=7254315118131543787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7254315118131543787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7254315118131543787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2010/02/that-old-cape-magic-by-richard-russo.html' title='That Old Cape Magic by Richard Russo'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-4304576072561113956</id><published>2009-12-21T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:49:52.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://meenu.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/adiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ps="true" src="http://meenu.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/adiga.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, February 1, 2010&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balram Halwai is a complicated man. Servant. Philosopher. Entrepreneur. Murderer. Over the course of seven nights, by the scattered light of a preposterous chandelier, Balram tells the terrible and transfixing story of how he came to be a success in life-- having nothing but his own wits to help him along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search~S21/?searchtype=Y&amp;amp;searcharg=white+tiger+and+adiga&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;sortdropdown=-&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=twhite+tiger"&gt;Reserve your copy of The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga on ALISweb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOK REVIEWS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly Review&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: /* Starred Review */ &lt;br /&gt;A brutal view of India's class struggles is cunningly presented in Adiga's debut about a racist, homicidal chauffer. Balram Halwai is from the “Darkness,” born where India's downtrodden and unlucky are destined to rot. Balram manages to escape his village and move to Delhi after being hired as a driver for a rich landlord. Telling his story in retrospect, the novel is a piecemeal correspondence from Balram to the premier of China, who is expected to visit India and whom Balram believes could learn a lesson or two about India's entrepreneurial underbelly. Adiga's existential and crude prose animates the battle between India's wealthy and poor as Balram suffers degrading treatment at the hands of his employers (or, more appropriately, masters). His personal fortunes and luck improve dramatically after he kills his boss and decamps for Bangalore. Balram is a clever and resourceful narrator with a witty and sarcastic edge that endears him to readers, even as he rails about corruption, allows himself to be defiled by his bosses, spews coarse invective and eventually profits from moral ambiguity and outright criminality. It's the perfect antidote to lyrical India. (Apr.) --Staff (Reviewed January 14, 2008) (&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt;, vol 255, issue 2, p37)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Library Journal Review&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: /* Starred Review */ &lt;br /&gt;This first novel by Indian writer Adiga depicts the awakening of a low-caste Indian man to the degradation of servitude. While the early tone of the book calls to mind the heartbreaking inequities of Rohinton Mistry's &lt;em&gt;A Fine Balance&lt;/em&gt; , a better comparison is to Frederick Douglass's narrative about how he broke out of slavery. The protagonist, Balram Halwai, is initially delighted at the opportunity to become the driver for a wealthy man. But Balram grows increasingly angry at the ways he is excluded from society and looked down upon by the rich, and he murders his employer. He reveals this murder from the start, so the mystery is not what he did but why he would kill such a kind man. The climactic murder scene is wonderfully tense, and Balram's evolution from likable village boy to cold-blooded killer is fascinating and believable. Even more surprising is how well the narrative works in the way it's written as a letter to the Chinese premier, who's set to visit Bangalore, India. Recommended for all libraries.--Evelyn Beck (Reviewed February 15, 2008) (&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt;, vol 133, issue 3, p89)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What makes an entrepreneur in today's India? Bribes and murder, says this fiercely satirical first novel. Balram Halwai is a thriving young entrepreneur in Bangalore, India's high-tech capital. China's Premier is set to visit, and the novel's frame is a series of Balram's letters to the Premier, in which he tells his life story. Balram sees India as two countries: the Light and the Darkness. Like the huddled masses, he was born in the Darkness, in a village where his father, a rickshaw puller, died of tuberculosis. But Balram is smart, as a school inspector notices, and he is given the moniker White Tiger. Soon after, he's pulled out of school to work in a tea shop, then manages to get hired as a driver by the Stork, one of the village's powerful landlords. Balram is on his way, to Delhi in fact, where the Stork's son, Mr. Ashok, lives with his Westernized wife, Pinky Madam. Ashok is a gentleman, a decent employer, though Balram will eventually cut his throat (an early revelation). His business (coal trading) involves bribing government officials with huge sums of money, the sight of which proves irresistible to Balram and seals Ashok's fate. Adiga, who was born in India in 1974, writes forcefully about a corrupt culture; unfortunately, his commentary on all things Indian comes at the expense of narrative suspense and character development. Thus he writes persuasively about the so-called Rooster Coop, which traps family-oriented Indians into submissiveness, but fails to describe the stages by which Balram evolves from solicitous servant into cold-blooded killer. Adiga's pacing is off too, as Balram too quickly reinvents himself in Bangalore, where every cop can be bought. An undisciplined debut, but one with plenty of vitality. (&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;, February 15, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Further study:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.simonandschuster.com/White-Tiger/Aravind-Adiga/9781416562597"&gt;The White Tiger (Simon &amp;amp; Schuster website): includes book discussion guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;.&lt;a href="http://search.ebscohost.com/login.aspx?direct=true&amp;amp;db=neh&amp;amp;tg=UI&amp;amp;an=433016&amp;amp;site=novp-live"&gt;Book Discussion Guide from NovelistPlus (requires H-WPL library card login)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://bestsellers.about.com/od/bookclubquestions/a/white_tiger.htm"&gt;Book Discussion Guide (About.com)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-4304576072561113956?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/4304576072561113956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=4304576072561113956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4304576072561113956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4304576072561113956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/12/white-tiger-by-aravind-adiga.html' title='The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-1984378056113576187</id><published>2009-11-25T12:09:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:21:09.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sound and the Fury: The Corrected Version by William Faulkner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.coverbrowser.com/image/bestsellers-2007/2461-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.coverbrowser.com/image/bestsellers-2007/2461-1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 295px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 184px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Monday, December 21, 2009 1 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Discussion leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Magill Book Review&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;The Compson family consists of Jason III and Caroline; their children, Quentin, Caddy, Jason IV, and Benjy; the black servants, Dilsey and her relatives; and eventually Caddy's illegitimate daughter, Quentin. By 1928, when most of the novel takes place, Jason III has drunk himself to death; his son Quentin has drowned himself; Caddy has married, divorced, and left her child with the family; and Jason IV rules the family.Between the children's earliest remembrance and 1928, the family has gone from domination by Caddy's special gift for loving to domination by Jason IV. Jason IV, who believes that Caddy's failed marriage to a banker has deprived him of success, revenges himself on her through her daughter.The novel has four sections and an appendix which tells what happened to Caddy after 1928. The first three sections are internal speeches by Benjy, Quentin (male), and Jason IV. The retarded Benjy, in his inarticulate but moving way, feels the loss of the only person who ever loved him, Caddy. On the day he commits suicide, Quentin shows that he is unable to accept Caddy's growing up. Jason reveals his petty paranoia on the day he finally drives Caddy's daughter away. With her departure, he loses further opportunity for vengeance and also loses his ill-gotten savings, which she has taken with her.In section four Dilsey and Benjy attend an Easter Service. There Dilsey experiences the communion in love which the Compson family has lost. Because of this experience, she can continue loving this family despite its lovelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search~S21?/tsound+and+the+fury/tsound+and+the+fury/1%2C4%2C5%2CB/frameset&amp;amp;FF=tsound+and+the+fury+the+corrected+text&amp;amp;1%2C1%2C"&gt;Reserve your copy of The Sound and the Fury on ALISCat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/1949/faulkner-bio.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Biography of William Faulkner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(From the Nobel Foundation) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcsr.olemiss.edu/~egjbp/faulkner/faulkner.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;William Faulkner on the Web (University of Mississippi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/816289/william_faulkners_the_sound_and_the.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Comparison: &lt;em&gt;The Sound and the Fury&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://topics.nytimes.com/topics/reference/timestopics/people/f/william_faulkner/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;William Faulkner in &lt;em&gt;The New York Times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (TimesTopics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://classic-american-fiction.suite101.com/article.cfm/the_sound_and_the_fury_questions"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Sound and the Fury: writing technique and style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/hwplreaders090104.pdf"&gt;Book Discussion Packet (compiled by the H-WPL Staff)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" name="Review"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.ebscohost.com/login.aspx?direct=true&amp;amp;db=neh&amp;amp;tg=UI&amp;amp;an=414761&amp;amp;site=novp-live"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;From the Novelist Plus Database (Requires H-WPL library card login)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book Discussion Guides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oprah.com/article/oprahsbookclub/soundandthefury/fury_about/1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oprah's Book Club Guide to The Sound and the Fury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides_S/sound_and_the_fury1.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Reading Group Guides: The Sound and the Fury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-1984378056113576187?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/1984378056113576187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=1984378056113576187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/1984378056113576187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/1984378056113576187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/11/sound-and-fury-corrected-version-by.html' title='The Sound and the Fury: The Corrected Version by William Faulkner'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-50299545493300178</id><published>2009-10-22T11:25:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T12:39:09.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Netherland by Joseph O'Neill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://contentcafe2.btol.com/ContentCafe/Jacket.aspx?UserID=ALIS&amp;amp;Password=BT0189&amp;amp;Return=1&amp;amp;Type=M&amp;amp;Value=9780307377043"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 224px; float: left; height: 360px;" alt="" src="http://contentcafe2.btol.com/ContentCafe/Jacket.aspx?UserID=ALIS&amp;amp;Password=BT0189&amp;amp;Return=1&amp;amp;Type=M&amp;amp;Value=9780307377043" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Monday, November 23,             1 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Discussion leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=Y&amp;amp;searcharg=netherland+and+oneill&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=0&amp;amp;submit.y=0&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Netherland&lt;/span&gt; on ALISweb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="Review"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bestsellers.about.com/od/bookclubquestions/a/netherland_questions.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Discussion Guide from About.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="Review"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/newshour/art/blog/2009/07/conversation-joseph-oneill-author-of-netherland.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Interview with Joseph O'Neill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="Review"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/17/books/17cric.html?_r=1"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NY Times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/05/17/books/17cric.html?_r=1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Book Review: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Netherland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="Review"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780307377043&amp;amp;view=rg"&gt;Random House Book Discussion Guide for Netherland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;dl  class="citation-fields" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="Review"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="Review"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="Review"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;REVIEWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" name="Review"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Booklist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In this novel set in post-9/11 &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;New York City&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Dutch banker Hans has been abandoned by his wife and son, who have decamped to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Defeated by his seemingly failed marriage, Hans takes up residence at the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Hotel&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; and entertains his childhood love of cricket by joining a league made up of West Indian New Yorkers. Here he meets Chuck, a charismatic Trinidadian entrepreneur who introduces him to the outer reaches of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;'s boroughs and marginal cultures, while creating a friendship with Hans that is both perplexing and satisfying. O’Neill’s poignant and tragic vision of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; is paired beautifully with the protagonist's reflection on his past failures and moments of happiness. Through the author's outsider vision of the city, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;'s particular blend of cultural oddities and multifarious inhabitants are brought to the surface, revealing something touching and distinct about contemporary life. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Netherland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a powerful merger of seen and unseen struggles, the unraveling of an American dream, and one man's rebirth through it all. -- Paulson, Heather (Reviewed 04-15-2008) (&lt;i style=""&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 104, number 16, p26) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Review&lt;/span&gt;: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hans van den Broek, the Dutch-born narrator of O’Neill dense, intelligent novel, observes of his friend, Chuck Ramkissoon, a self-mythologizing entrepreneur-gangster, that "he never quite believed that people would sooner not have their understanding of the world blown up, even by Chuck Ramkissoon."— The image of one's understanding of the world being blown up is poignant--this is Hans's fate after 9/11. He and wife Rachel abandon their downtown loft, and, soon, Rachel leaves him behind at their temporary residence, the &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Hotel&lt;/st1:placename&gt;, taking their son, Jake, back to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Hans, an equities analyst, is at loose ends without Rachel, and in the two years he remains Rachel-less in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York City&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, he gets swept up by Chuck, a Trinidadian expatriate Hans meets at a cricket match. Chuck's dream is to build a cricket stadium in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brooklyn&lt;/st1:place&gt;; in the meantime, he operates as a factotum for a Russian gangster. The unlikely (and doomed from the novel's outset) friendship rises and falls in tandem with Hans's marriage, which falls and then, gradually, rises again. O’Neill (This Is the Life) offers an outsider's view of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New   York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; bursting with wisdom, authenticity and a sobering jolt of realism. (May) --Staff (Reviewed March 3, 2008) (&lt;i style=""&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 255, issue 9, p28)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Library Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Review: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hans van den Broek, the main character in this ruminative third novel (and fourth &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) by Irish/Turkish/English author O’Neill (Blood-Dark Track), is a Dutch-transplanted Londoner working in New York City at the start of the 21st century. Though a successful equities analyst, Hans is given more to reverie than to action. When his wife announces she is taking their young son back to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Hans, stunned, remains in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. He gets drawn into a friendship of sorts with Trinidadian entrepreneur Chuck Ramkissoon, who dreams of making cricket a great American sport, and who--Hans hears later--is eventually found dead in a canal. Hans's meandering, somewhat old-fashioned narrative takes a patient reader in and out of past and present: from his cricket-playing, fatherless childhood through his distant relationship with his mother, rocky marriage, and his own fatherhood, gradually revealing the appeal of the slowly unfolding game of cricket and fast-talking Chuck Ramkissoon to a man in his early thirties finding his way in a post-9/11 world. Recommended for literary fiction collections. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i style=""&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt; 2/15/08.]--Laurie A. Cavanaugh (Reviewed May 15, 2008) (&lt;i style=""&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 133, issue 9, p93)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;/* Starred Review */ Novelist and memoirist O’Neill (Blood-Dark Track: A Family History, 2001, etc.), born in Ireland and raised in Holland, goes for broke in this challenging novel set largely in post-9/11 New York City.Dutch banker Hans, who narrates the story from the perspective of 2006, and his British wife Rachel, a lawyer, get more than they bargain for when they transfer their jobs from London to Manhattan for an American experience. After the &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;World&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Trade&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Center&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; bombing, they move out of their Tribeca loft into the Hotel Chelsea, and soon Rachel decamps with their baby son back to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Hans visits regularly but the marriage flounders. Distraught and lonely, he joins a Cricket league made up mostly of Asian and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/st1:place&gt; immigrants. Soon he (along with the reader) falls under the sway of Chuck Ramkissoon, a Trinidadian umpire. Chuck is a charming entrepreneur who has opened a kosher sushi restaurant; an inspiringly patriotic immigrant with plans to save &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; with Cricket; and a petty gangster running a numbers game. A classic charismatic rogue, Chuck leads Hans on a "Heart of Darkness" tour of &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;'s immigrant underbelly. As Hans begins to realize that Chuck might be a dangerous friend to have, Hans and Rachel's marriage disintegrates. At Chuck's recommendation, Hans moves back to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;England&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to win her back. Throughout, O’Neill plays with the nature of time and memory: Hans's Dutch childhood with his single mother, for example, still haunts him in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;New York&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. The shifting truths of who Chuck has been, who Hans's mother was, who Hans and Rachel are to each other, depend on what O’Neill calls "temporal undercurrents."This love story about a friendship, a place and a marriage is not easy to read, but it's even harder to stop thinking about. (&lt;i style=""&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, March 15, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-50299545493300178?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/50299545493300178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=50299545493300178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/50299545493300178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/50299545493300178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/10/netherland-by-joseph-oneill.html' title='Netherland by Joseph O&apos;Neill'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-4966043831137773523</id><published>2009-09-26T11:53:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T13:43:59.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thecommentary.ca/images/books/desai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 98px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://thecommentary.ca/images/books/desai.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;October 19, 2009 1:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussion Leader: Edna Ritzenberg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In a crumbling house in the remote northeastern Himalayas, an embittered, elderly judge finds his peaceful retirement turned upside down by the arrival of his orphaned granddaughter, Sai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=inheritance+of+loss&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21"&gt;Reserve your copy of Interitance of Loss&lt;/a&gt; on ALISCat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Links:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groveatlantic.com/grove/bin/wc.dll?groveproc~readers~2435"&gt;Book Discussion Guide from Atlanic/Grove Publishers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themanbookerprize.com/perspective/qanda/40"&gt;Interview with Kiran Desai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviewsofbooks.com/inheritance_of_loss/"&gt;Assorted Book Reviews from ReviewsofBooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.contemporarywriters.com/authors/?p=auth5689406E18b56145E1kVi15FB83D"&gt;Biography of the Author from ContemporaryWriters.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reviews from the NovelistPlus Online Database&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Booklist&lt;/em&gt; Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/*Starred Review*/ Desai's &lt;em&gt;Hullabaloo in the Guava Orchard&lt;/em&gt; (1998) introduced an astute observer of human nature and a delectably sensuous satirist. In her second novel, Desai is even more perceptive and bewitching. Set in India in a small Himalayan community along the border with Nepal, its center is the once grand, now decaying home of a melancholy retired judge, his valiant cook, and beloved dog. Sai, the judge's teenage granddaughter, has just moved in, and she finds herself enmeshed in a shadowy fairy tale-like life in a majestic landscape where nature is so rambunctious it threatens to overwhelm every human quest for order. Add violent political unrest fomented by poor young men enraged by the persistence of colonial-rooted prejudice, and this is a paradise under siege. Just as things grow desperate, the cook's son, who has been suffering the cruelties accorded illegal aliens in the States, returns home. Desai is superbly insightful in her rendering of compelling characters and in her wisdom regarding the perverse dynamics of society. Like Salman Rushdie in &lt;em&gt;Shalimar the Clown&lt;/em&gt; (2005), Desai imaginatively dramatizes the wonders and tragedies of Himalayan life and, by extension, the fragility of peace and elusiveness of justice, albeit with her own powerful blend of tenderness and wit. -- Donna Seaman (Reviewed 12-01-2005) (&lt;em&gt;Booklist,&lt;/em&gt; vol 102, number 7, p26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt; Review: &lt;/strong&gt;/* Starred Review */&lt;br /&gt;This stunning second novel from Desai (&lt;em&gt;Hullabaloo in the Guava Orchard&lt;/em&gt; ) is set in mid-1980s India, on the cusp of the Nepalese movement for an independent state. Jemubhai Popatlal, a retired Cambridge-educated judge, lives in Kalimpong, at the foot of the Himalayas, with his orphaned granddaughter, Sai, and his cook. The makeshift family's neighbors include a coterie of Anglophiles who might be savvy readers of V.S. Naipaul but who are, perhaps, less aware of how fragile their own social standing is—at least until a surge of unrest disturbs the region. Jemubhai, with his hunting rifles and English biscuits, becomes an obvious target. Besides threatening their very lives, the revolution also stymies the fledgling romance between 16-year-old Sai and her Nepalese tutor, Gyan. The cook's son, Biju, meanwhile, lives miserably as an illegal alien in New York. All of these characters struggle with their cultural identity and the forces of modernization while trying to maintain their emotional connection to one another. In this alternately comical and contemplative novel, Desai deftly shuttles between first and third worlds, illuminating the pain of exile, the ambiguities of post-colonialism and the blinding desire for a "better life," when one person's wealth means another's poverty. Agent, Michael Carlisle. (Jan.) --Staff (Reviewed October 24, 2005) (&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt;, vol 252, issue 42, p34)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt; Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shell of his once imposing self, retired magistrate Patel retreats from society to live on what was previously a magnificent estate in India's Himalayas. Cho Oyu is as far away from the real world as the embittered Patel can get. Owing to neglect and apathy, its once beautiful wooden floors are rotted, mice run about freely, and extreme cold permeates everything. The old man isn't blind to the decay that surrounds him and in fact embraces it. But the outside world intrudes with the arrival of his young granddaughter—a girl he never even knew existed. Predictably, the relationship between the two builds throughout the narrative. A parallel story about love and loss is told through the voice of Patel's cook. After the success of her debut, &lt;em&gt;Hullabaloo in the Guava Orchard&lt;/em&gt; , Desai—the daughter of one of India's most gifted writers, Anita Desai—falls short in her second attempt at fiction. She fails to get readers to connect and identify with the characters, much less care for them. The story lines don't run together smoothly, and the switching between character narratives is very abrupt. Not recommended. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 9/15/05.]—Marika Zemke, West Bloomfield Twp. P.L., MI --Marika Zemke (Reviewed November 1, 2005) (&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt;, vol 130, issue 18, p63)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desai's somber second novel (a marked contrast to her highly acclaimed comic fable &lt;em&gt;Hullabaloo in the Guava Orchard&lt;/em&gt;, 1998) looks at cultural dislocation as experienced by an unhappy Indian ménage. In a once-sturdy house in Kalimpong, in the spectacular Himalayan foothills, live an old judge, his dog and his 17-year-old granddaughter Sai; in a nearby shack is the household's linchpin, the wretchedly underpaid cook. The judge and Sai are "estranged Indians" who converse in English, knowing little Hindi. The judge's estrangement began as a student in England. He envied the English and despised Indians, slathering powder over his too-brown skin, rejecting his peasant father; back in India, he could be hideously cruel to his wife, indirectly causing her death. He tolerates Sai (her Westernized parents were killed in an accident in the Soviet Union), but true love is reserved for his dog, Mutt. The year is 1985, and some young Nepali-Indian militants ("unleashed Bruce Lee fans") are fighting for their own state; they invade the judge's home and steal his rifles, after being tipped off by Sai's tutor Gyan, torn between his newfound ethnic loyalties and his delicate courtship of Sai. Meanwhile, in New York, the cook's son Biju, an illegal, is doing menial restaurant work; the cook, who clings to old superstitions while dreaming of electric toasters, had pushed him to emigrate. Desai employs a kaleidoscopic technique to illuminate fractured lives in Kalimpong, Manhattan and India, past and present. She finds a comic bounce in Biju's troubles even as Kalimpong turns grimmer; young rebels die, the police torture the innocent, Sai and Gyan's romance dissolves into recriminations and Mutt is stolen. We are left with two images of love: the hateful judge, now heartbroken, beseeching a chaotic world for help in retrieving Mutt, and the returning Biju, loyal son, loyal Indian, hurtling into his father's arms. Less a compelling narrative than a rich stew of ironies and contradictions. Desai's eye for the ridiculous is as keen as ever. (&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;, October 1, 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-4966043831137773523?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/4966043831137773523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=4966043831137773523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4966043831137773523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4966043831137773523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/09/inheritance-of-loss-by-kiran-desai.html' title='Inheritance of Loss by Kiran Desai'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-8543000306918408071</id><published>2009-08-04T17:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T08:38:02.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back When We Were Grownups by Anne Tyler</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1277/871287647_bf19a4c9be.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1277/871287647_bf19a4c9be.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sept. 14 (Monday) at 1 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discussion Leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rebecca Davitch realizes that she has become the “wrong person.”&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No longer the “serene and dignified young woman” she was at 20, at 53 Rebecca finds she has become family caretaker and cheerleader, a woman with a “style of dress edging dangerously close to Bag Lady.”&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So she tries to do something about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=back+when+we+were+grownups&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=20&amp;amp;submit.y=22&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Back When We Were Grownups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dl style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:arial;" class="citation-fields" &gt;&lt;dd class="full-width"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sites.google.com/site/fivetownshistory/home/back-when-we-were-grownups"&gt;View Readers' packet for Back When We Were Grownups&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="full-width"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="full-width"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="full-width"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="full-width"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Booklist &lt;/span&gt;Review:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;The opening scene in Tyler’s mellifluous new novel presents a tumble of characters coerced into attending a family picnic to celebrate an unexpected engagement. Everyone has a nickname, and the connections seem complicated, but at the center stands a determinedly cheerful, plushly built, and obliviously unfashionable woman in her early fifties. This is Rebecca, or Beck, who cajoles her grumpy stepdaughters and daughter, as well as their attendant husbands, significant others, and offspring, into playing a game of softball even while she’s wondering if perhaps she’s “turned into the wrong person.” Rebecca has unwittingly embarked on a season of discontent as the last of the girls she raised gets set to marry. The clue to her sudden dismay is found in her nickname, which she dislikes. Rebecca, who throws parties for a living, has always been at everyone’s beck and call, and now she wonders if she’s accomplished anything of value. What would her life have been like if she’d married her studious college boyfriend, Will, instead of jilting him and abandoning her studies to marry Joe, a sexy, older divorce with a Baltimore row house, three young, skeptical daughters, and a business based on throwing parties for strangers. She and Joe had one daughter and six years together before he died in a car crash, leaving Rebecca at the helm of the fractious family, which includes Joe’s widower uncle, Poppy, who’s eagerly looking forward to his one-hundredth birthday party. Tyler, who’s never written silkier prose or more charming and gently humorous dialogue, spreads out Rebecca’s story like a banquet, each scene a delectable repast as her marvelous heroine divines the truth about her radiant life. (Reviewed March 1, 2001) -- Donna Seaman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;Publishers Weekly Review:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;On the first page of Tyler's stunning new novel, Rebecca Davitch, the heroine (and heroine is exactly the right word) realizes that she has become the "wrong person." No longer the "serene and dignified young woman" she was at 20, at 53 Rebecca finds she has become family caretaker and cheerleader, a woman with a "style of dress edging dangerously close to Bag Lady." So she tries to do something about it. In the midst of her busy life as mother, grandmother and proprietor of the family business, the Open Arms (she hosts parties in the family's old Baltimore row house), Rebecca attempts to pick up the life she was leading before she married, &lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she felt &lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grownup&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She visits her hometown in Virginia, locates the boyfriend she jilted and renews her intellectual interests. But as Rebecca ponders the life-that-might-have-been, the reader learns about the life-that-was. At 20, she left college and abandoned her high school sweetheart to marry a man who already had a large family to support. A year later, she had a baby of her own; five years later, her husband died in an auto accident, and she was left to raise four daughters, tend to her aging uncle-in-law and support them all. And a difficult lot they are, seldom crediting Rebecca for holding her rangy family together. Yet like all of Tyler's characters, they are charming in their dysfunction. And much as one feels for Rebecca, much as one wants her to find love, it's difficult to imagine her leaving or upsetting the family order. Tyler (The Accidental Tourist; Breathing Lessons) has a gift for creating endearing characters, but readers should find Rebecca particularly appealing, for despite the blows she takes, she bravely keeps on trying. Tyler also has a gift genius is more like it for unfurling intricate stories effortlessly, as if by whimsy or accident. The ease of her storytelling here is breathtaking, but almost unnoticeable because, rather like Rebecca, Tyler never calls attention to what she does. Late in the novel, Rebecca observes that her younger self had wanted to believe "that there &lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; grander motivations in history than mere family and friends, mere domestic happenstance." Tyler makes it plain: nothing could be more grand. (May 8) Forecast: A 250,000 first printing seems almost modest considering the charms of Tyler's latest and the devotion of her readers. A Random House audiobook and a large-print edition will appear simultaneously, and the &lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a BOMC main selection and an alternate selection of QPB, the Literary Guild, the Doubleday &lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Club and Doubleday Large Print. Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Library Journal &lt;/span&gt;Review:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;After recovering from the shock of becoming a widow in her mid-twenties, Rebecca "Beck" Davitch has spent several busy decades occupied with managing both her quirky clan of in-laws and their party-hosting business. She has become the heart and soul of the extended family and of The Open Arms, the family's historic row house, which is still popular as a rental for special occasions though the surrounding neighborhood is deteriorating. At 53, Beck is feeling a little rundown herself. She wonders what became of the serious college student she once was and whether she took the right path &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she followed her heart to the altar at 19. Beck thus embarks on a quixotic interior journey, with results both funny and touching, as she explores the differences between being herself and playing the roles assigned to her by the family. Elements common to Tyler's other fiction are present here: a well-rendered Baltimore setting, a large cast of eccentric characters, and a thoughtful presentation of themes related to marriage, aging, and making difficult choices. Together with Tyler's finely tuned prose, they create a satisfying whole for the enjoyment of the author's many fans. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;LJ &lt;/span&gt;1/01.] Starr E. Smith, Fairfax Cty. P.L., VA Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Review"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;/* Starred Review */ The Family Davitch—dazzling and daunting, dismal and dysfunctional—arrives in Tyler's delicious l5th novel (A Patchwork Planet, 1998, etc.).But first meet Rebecca, who, on her way to somewhere less fateful, accidentally wanders into the midst of this Baltimore bedlam and stays for dinner. And beyond, way beyond, and in the process keeps the compulsively discordant Davitches from disintegrating as a family. Not that any of them would ever dream of thanking her for it. At the age of 19, Rebecca marries Joseph Aaron Davitch, 13 years her senior, a union that makes her the instant stepmother of three dark-haired, dark-complected, moody, broody Davitch daughters. In due time she adds to the collection another with the same coloring, disposition, and contentious attitude, as if the genes in her own pool had drowned themselves en masse, cowed by the Davitch invasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Joe dies in an automobile accident, Rebecca continues to inherit: an ancient relative by marriage who somehow comes to live with her, plus the Open Arms, a once-elegant, now shambling rowhouse, site of "party-giving for all occasions," the family business. With pluck, resourcefulness, and cleverness she seldom gets credit for, she keeps that, too, from disintegrating. Unhesitatingly, the self-centered Davitches bring their not-inconsiderable problems to her and apply the solutions she suggests, while resenting any attempt she makes, no matter how minor, to edge out from under. At 53, then, in typical Tyler fashion, Rebecca Holmes Davitch suddenly asks herself if she has "turned into the wrong person"—a serious question, and the burden of the novel. To which a clear-eyed, entirely sensible Tyler answer is supplied.Packed with life in all its humdrum complexity—and funny, so funny, the kind that compels reading aloud. A masterful effort from one of our very best. (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kirkus&lt;/span&gt; Reviews, March 15, 2001)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides3/back_when_we_were_grownups1.asp"&gt;ReadingGroupGuides.com: Book discussion guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9780375412530&amp;amp;view=auqa"&gt;Interview with Anne Tyler from RandomHouse.com: also biography and discussion guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/books/98/04/19/specials/tyler.html"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/span&gt; featured author: Anne Tyler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="FONT-FAMILY: arial"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/atyler.htm"&gt;Books and Writers: Anne Tyler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;dl class="citation-fields"&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-8543000306918408071?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/8543000306918408071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=8543000306918408071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/8543000306918408071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/8543000306918408071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-when-we-were-grownups-by-anne.html' title='Back When We Were Grownups by Anne Tyler'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-4472316741202247568</id><published>2009-07-07T13:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:42:49.549-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Eat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Gilbert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pray'/><title type='text'>Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bookjourney.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/eat3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 161px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://bookjourney.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/eat3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="FONT-FAMILY: arial; FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;August 4, 2009, 11 a.m.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discussion Leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=eat%2C+pray%2C+love&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=14&amp;amp;submit.y=13&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve your copy of Eat, Pray, Love on ALISCat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/epl.mht"&gt;See the Readers' Packet for Eat, Pray, Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This beautifully written, heartfelt memoir touched a nerve among both readers and reviewers. Elizabeth Gilbert tells how she made the difficult choice to leave behind all the trappings of modern American success (marriage, house in the country, career) and find, instead, what she truly wanted from life. Setting out for a year to study three different aspects of her nature amid three different cultures, Gilbert explored the art of pleasure in Italy and the art of devotion in India, and then a balance between the two on the Indonesian island of Bali. By turns rapturous and rueful, this wise and funny author (whom &lt;em&gt;Booklist&lt;/em&gt; calls "Anne Lamott's hip, yoga- practicing, footloose younger sister") is poised to garner yet more adoring fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodyi"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From the publisher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Publishers Weekly &lt;/span&gt;Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gilbert (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Last American Man&lt;/span&gt; ) grafts the structure of romantic fiction upon the inquiries of reporting in this sprawling yet methodical travelogue of soul-searching and self-discovery. Plagued with despair after a nasty divorce, the author, in her early 30s, divides a year equally among three dissimilar countries, exploring her competing urges for earthly delights and divine transcendence. First, pleasure: savoring Italy's buffet of delights—the world's best pizza, free-flowing wine and dashing conversation partners—Gilbert consumes la dolce vita as spiritual succor. "I came to Italy pinched and thin," she writes, but soon fills out in waist and soul. Then, prayer and ascetic rigor: seeking communion with the divine at a sacred ashram in India, Gilbert emulates the ways of yogis in grueling hours of meditation, struggling to still her churning mind. Finally, a balancing act in Bali, where Gilbert tries for equipoise "betwixt and between" realms, studies with a merry medicine man and plunges into a charged &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; affair. Sustaining a chatty, conspiratorial tone, Gilbert fully engages readers in the year's cultural and emotional tapestry—conveying rapture with infectious brio, recalling anguish with touching candor—as she details her exotic tableau with history, anecdote and impression. (On sale Feb. 20) --Staff (Reviewed November 21, 2005) (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/span&gt;, vol 252, issue 46, p36)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Library Journal &lt;/span&gt;Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An interest in the human condition is the common thread that ties together Gilbert's diverse body of work, ranging from a collection of short stories (Pilgrim) to a novel discussing the outdoor lifestyle of Eustace Conway (The Last American Man). In her new work, she continues her exploration of the human psyche through a very personal journey of self-discovery in three countries: Italy, India, and Indonesia. In Italy, her first escape, she devours the food and the melodic language with equal gusto. In India, she decamps to an ashram to learn the intense discipline prayer and spiritual pilgrimage require, in the process revealing the depths to be found in reflection, meditation, and historical teachings. In Indonesia, she generates strong friendships and gains insight into homeopathic medicines, healing, and the complexities of different cultures. Throughout, she candidly shares her observations and emotions as she grows from a woman shattered, lost, and confused to one rejuvenated, confident, and in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A probing, thoughtful title with a free and easy style, this work seamlessly blends history and travel for a very enjoyable read. Highly recommended. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 10/15/05.]—Jo-Anne Mary Benson, Osgoode, Ont. --Jo-Anne Mary Benson (Reviewed January 15, 2006) (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Library Journal&lt;/span&gt;, vol 131, issue 1, p140)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An unsuccessful attempt at a memoir from novelist and journalist Gilbert (The Last American Man, 2002, etc.).While weeping one night on the bathroom floor because her marriage was falling apart, the author had a profound spiritual experience, crying out to and hearing an answer of sorts from God. Eventually, Gilbert left her husband, threw herself headlong into an intense affair, then lapsed into as intense a depression when the affair ended. After all that drama, we get to the heart of this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;book&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a year of travel during which the author was determined to discover peace and pleasure. In Rome, she practiced Italian and ate scrumptious food. Realizing that she needed to work on her "boundary issues," she determined to forego the pleasure of sex with Italian men. In India, she studied at the ashram of her spiritual guru (to whom she had been introduced by the ex-lover), practiced yoga and learned that in addition to those pesky difficulties with boundaries, she also had "control issues." Finally she headed to Bali, where she became the disciple of a medicine man, befriended a single mother and fell in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with another expat. Quirky supporting characters pop up here and there, speaking a combination of wisdom and cliché. At the ashram, for example, she meets a Texan who offers such improbable aphorisms as, "You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughtta be." Gilbert's divorce and subsequent depression, which she summarizes in about 35 pages, are in fact more interesting than her year of travel. The author's writing is prosaic, sometimes embarrassingly so: "I'm putting this happiness in a bank somewhere, not merely FDIC protected but guarded by my four spirit brothers."Lacks the sparkle of her fiction. (&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/span&gt;, January 1, 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://elizabethgilbert.com/bio.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.elizabethgilbert.com/booksinterviews.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-FAMILY: arial" href="http://www.elizabethgilbert.com/booksinterviews.htm"&gt;Elizabeth Gilbert's Web Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;a href="http://elizabethgilbert.com/bio.htm"&gt;Biography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://elizabethgilbert.com/bio.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/reading_guides/detail/index.cfm/book_number/1921/index.cfm?fuseaction=printable&amp;amp;book_number=1921"&gt;BookBrowse.com: Reading Guide&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/reviews/index.cfm/book_number/1921/Eat-Pray-Love"&gt;Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gogreentravelgreen.com/book-reviews/eat-pray-love-book-review-and-favorite-quotes/"&gt;Some Favorite Quotes from Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/02/26/books/review/26egan.html"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The New York Times Book Review&lt;/span&gt; for Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-4472316741202247568?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/4472316741202247568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=4472316741202247568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4472316741202247568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4472316741202247568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/07/eat-pray-love-by-elizabeth-gilbert.html' title='Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-6147431575599023263</id><published>2009-06-09T17:14:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:55:33.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamers of the Day by Mary Doria Russell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/Si7VzgLngnI/AAAAAAAAARk/TWLCEwqaQ1I/s1600-h/dotd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 140px; float: left; height: 208px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345444888524063346" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/Si7VzgLngnI/AAAAAAAAARk/TWLCEwqaQ1I/s320/dotd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, July 7 at 11 a.m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Discussion Leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21?/tdreamers+of+the+day/tdreamers+of+the+day/1%2C2%2C4%2CB/exact&amp;amp;FF=tdreamers+of+the+day+a+novel&amp;amp;1%2C3%2C/indexsort=-"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reserve your copy of Dreamers of the Day on ALISCAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" name="Abstract"&gt;A forty-year-old schoolteacher from Ohio still reeling from the tragedies of the Great War and the influenza epidemic comes into a modest inheritance that allows her to take the trip of a lifetime to Egypt and the Holy Land. Arriving at the Semiramis Hotel, site of the 1921 Cairo Peace Conference, she meets Winston Churchill, T. E. Lawrence, and Lady Gertrude Bell. With her plainspoken American opinions, she becomes a sounding board for these historic luminaries who will, in the space of a few &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, invent the nations of Iraq, Syria, Lebanon, Israel, and Jordan. While neither a pawn or a participant at the conference, she is drawn into the geopolitical intrigue surrounding the conference.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marydoriarussell.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mary Doria Russell's web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviewsofbooks.com/dreamers_of_the_day/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ReviewsofBooks.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mostlyfiction.com/history/russell.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Review from MostlyFiction.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookslut.com/fiction/2009_02_014147.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Review from Bookslut.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookslut.com/features/2005_09_006573.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Interview with the author&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);" class="full-text-content"&gt;   &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Booklist Review:&lt;/b&gt; On the heels of a family tragedy precipitated by the influenza epidemic of 1919, middle-aged spinster schoolteacher Agnes Shanklin inherits enough money to embark on the journey of a lifetime. Traveling to Egypt, she settles in at the Semiramis Hotel, where she meets and becomes involved with a number of members of the Cairo Peace Conference, including T. E. Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia), Winston Churchill, and Lady Gertrude Bell. As these luminaries begin to carve up the Middle East, the unassuming Agnes wins the confidence of the conference attendees and attracts the attention of a dashing German spy. Narrated by Agnes from beyond the grave—a twist that is not revealed until the end of the &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt;—this atmospheric entrée into a bygone time and place provides a first-person peek into the international political machinations that forged the contemporary Arab world. A natural for &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt;-club discussions. -- &lt;i&gt;Flanagan, Margaret&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed 02-01-2008) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 104, number 11, p26) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly Review: &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;epkwic&gt;Russell's&lt;/epkwic&gt; enjoyable latest historical is told in the exuberant, posthumous voice (yes, it's narrated from the afterlife) of Agnes Shanklin, a 38-year-old schoolteacher from Cedar Glen, a town near Cleveland, Ohio. After the influenza epidemic of 1919 strikes down Agnes's family, a childless and unmarried Agnes settles the family estate, acquires financial independence and adopts an affable dachshund named Rosie. Accompanied by Rosie, Agnes travels to Cairo during the Cairo Peace Conference, where she befriends Winston Churchill and Lawrence of Arabia among other historical heavy hitters. She also falls in love with the charismatic Karl Weilbacher, a German spy whose interest in Agnes may have less to do with romance than Agnes will allow herself to believe. Agnes's travelogues, while marvelously detailed, distract from the increasingly tense romantic play between Agnes and Karl. When a more worldly-wise Agnes returns home, her life—first as an investor wrecked by the Depression and then a librarian until her death in 1957—remains low-keyed. Though the bizarre, whimsical ending doesn't quite gel, &lt;epkwic&gt;Russell&lt;/epkwic&gt; (&lt;i&gt;The Sparrow&lt;/i&gt; ; &lt;i&gt;A Thread of Grace&lt;/i&gt; ) has created an instantly likable heroine whose unlikely adventures will keep readers hooked to the end. &lt;i&gt;(Mar.)&lt;/i&gt;  --&lt;i&gt;Staff&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed November 5, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 254, issue 44,  p40)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Library Journal Review: &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;epkwic&gt;Russell's&lt;/epkwic&gt; (&lt;i&gt;A Thread of Grace&lt;/i&gt; ) fourth novel, her second work of historical fiction, focuses on the years immediately following World War I. When narrator Agnes Shanklin, an Ohio schoolteacher, finds herself at 40 the sole surviving member of her family, she decides to take a trip to Egypt and the Middle East, where her beloved missionary sister once lived and worked. There, she is thrilled to be swept up into the company of several renowned statesmen, diplomats, and spies attending the 1921 Cairo Peace Conference. But she is disconcerted to learn that a man with whom she's become romantically involved may be using her to obtain inside political information. Listening for the first time to her own inner needs and wants, Agnes grows into an independent and far-thinking woman. &lt;epkwic&gt;Russell&lt;/epkwic&gt; labors to provide insight into how the fate of the Middle East, including the entities of Iraq, Palestine, and Jordan, was drawn up at the time. While this aspect of the novel can sometimes be hard-going, she manages to make the characters, both real and imaginary, consistently captivating. Recommended for larger public and academic libraries' fiction collections. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt;  11/1/07.]&lt;b&gt;—Maureen Neville, Trenton P.L.&lt;/b&gt;  --&lt;i&gt;Maureen Neville&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed January 15, 2008) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 133, issue 1,  p87)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Kirkus Reviews &lt;/b&gt; A remarkably vivid account of a woman's accidental witness to history as she encounters Churchill and T.E. Lawrence in Cairo, where in 1921 they redrew the map of the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;epkwic&gt;Russell&lt;/epkwic&gt; (Children of God, 1998, etc.) unites a dog-toting spinster touring the Holy Lands with a small but significant dot on history's timeline, creating an analysis of our current troubles in Iraq. Agnes Shanklin, long dead and narrating from a disappointingly dull afterlife, lived an unremarkable existence until her late 30s, when the great influenza epidemic killed her mother and siblings. Left alone with an inheritance, Agnes makes an uncharacteristically impulsive decision: She books a tour to Egypt and the Holy Lands. With newly bobbed hair and gauzy dropped-waist dresses, former ugly duckling Agnes leaves America a fashionable woman of means. On her first &lt;epkwic&gt;day&lt;/epkwic&gt; in Cairo, she and her dachshund Rosie are banned from their hotel but are saved by a chance meeting with T.E. Lawrence and redirected to the more dog-friendly Continental. There she meets Karl Weilbacher, a German-Jewish spy who falls for Rosie and charms Agnes. Agnes spends her holiday in two camps: She's swept away on often dangerous excursions by Lawrence, Churchill and Gertrude Bell, and she engages in quiet, intelligent strolls with Karl the spy, eager to hear about Agnes's new friends. Agnes is no fool. She knows Karl has more than a passing interest in the goings on at the conference, but she's also a realist, and she sees no need to protect the interests of British imperialists. Anyway, this may be her last chance for love. At the end of the conference, arbitrary lines are drawn to create Iraq; Palestine is soon to be a Jewish homeland; and Karl rather presciently observes that "black seeds" are being sown. &lt;epkwic&gt;Russell&lt;/epkwic&gt; triumphs on many levels: She crafts a solid interpretation of the event, creates in Agnes an engaging narrator and, in no small sense, offers a fine piece of travel writing as we follow Agnes down the Nile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An inspired fictional study of political folly.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, January 1, 2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="medium-normal"&gt;&lt;hr noshade="noshade"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This material is copyrighted. 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Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-6147431575599023263?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/6147431575599023263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=6147431575599023263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6147431575599023263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6147431575599023263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/06/dreamers-of-day-by-mary-doria-russell.html' title='Dreamers of the Day by Mary Doria Russell'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/Si7VzgLngnI/AAAAAAAAARk/TWLCEwqaQ1I/s72-c/dotd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-4495353295965869728</id><published>2009-04-28T17:08:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T17:49:01.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, June 8:  Indignation by Philip Roth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thekeystonewjersey.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/philip-roth-indignation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://thekeystonewjersey.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/philip-roth-indignation.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discussion Leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21/?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=indignation&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;sortdropdown=-&amp;amp;SORT=DZ&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=m%3Da&amp;amp;searchorigarg=Xprague+and+music%26SORT%3DD"&gt;Reserve your copy of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Indignation&lt;/span&gt; by Philip Roth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" name="Abstract"&gt;What impact can American history have on the life of the vulnerable individual? It is 1951 in America, the second year of the Korean War. A studious, law-abiding, intense youngster from Newark, New Jersey, Marcus Messner, is beginning his sophomore year on the pastoral, conservative campus of Ohio's Winesburg College. And why is he there and not at the local college in Newark where he originally enrolled? Because his father, the sturdy, hard-working neighborhood butcher, seems to have gone mad--mad with fear and apprehension of the dangers of adult life, the dangers of the world, the dangers he sees in every corner for his beloved boy. As the long-suffering, desperately harassed mother tells her son, the father's fear arises from love and pride. Perhaps, but it produces too much anger in Marcus for him to endure living with his parents any longer. He leaves them and, far from Newark, in the midwestern college, has to find his way amid the customs and constrictions of another American world.--From publisher's description.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/bn-review/note.asp?note=19972727&amp;amp;cds2Pid=22520"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;Interview with Philip Roth from the Barnes &amp;amp; Noble Review (9/12/2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2008/sep/14/fiction"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Review by Jason Cowley from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The  Observer (UK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (9/14/2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.nybooks.com/articles/21870"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Review by Charles Simic in the NY Review of Books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/proth.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Biography of Philip Roth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://yiddishbookcenter.org/+10512#3"&gt;Questions for Discussion from the National Yiddish Book Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Reviews from the Novelist database&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;(requires login with H-WPL card)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" class="full-text-content"&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Booklist Review&lt;/span&gt;: /*Starred Review*/  In Roth's provocative new novel (his twenty-ninth &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt;)—which, in a quieter, more personal fashion, is as provocative as his astonishing Plot against America (2004)—the setting and the main character are plucked from traditional Roth country: a nice Jewish boy living in Newark in the early 1950s, the son of a kosher butcher. The Korean War rages halfway around the word, but Marcus Messner, conscious though he is of the war and his possible forced participation in it, has a more fundamental concern: staying away from his father, to whom he is extremely close but who has recently become neurotically overprotective. Marcus had been attending a local Newark college, but his father's new craziness over safety compelled him to transfer to bucolic Winesburg College in Ohio, in a conservative Midwest that is foreign country to Marcus. He continues to earn good grades, but the rest of Winesburg life has him befuddled. Not so much because he's Jewish but because he's a free thinker, he wonders, Why do I have to attend chapel? Why should he have to put up with inordinately noisy roommates? And how to fathom the strange but perversely alluring psychological dimensions of the unbalanced girl he's interested in? During this time, male college students walk a tightrope: flunk out of school or be expelled for any reason, and the draft will snap you up. Read this fast-paced, compassionate, humorous, historically conscious novel to learn what that means for Marcus. -- &lt;i&gt;Hooper, Brad&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed 05-01-2008) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 104, number 17, p6) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Publishers Weekly Review&lt;/span&gt;: /* Starred Review */  Roth's brilliant and disconcerting new novel plumbs the depths of the early Cold War–era male libido, burdened as it is with sexual myths and a consciousness overloaded with vivid images of impending death, either by the bomb or in Korea. At least this is the way things appear to narrator Marcus Messner, the 19-year-old son of a Newark kosher butcher. Perhaps because Marcus's dad saw his two brothers' only sons die in WWII, he becomes an overprotective paranoid when Marcus turns 18, prompting Marcus to flee to Winesburg College in Ohio. Though the distance helps, Marcus, too, is haunted by the idea that flunking out of college means going to Korea. His first date in Winesburg is with doctor's daughter Olivia Hutton, who would appear to embody the beautiful normality Marcus seeks, but, instead, she destroys Marcus's sense of normal by surprising him after dinner with her carnal prowess. Slightly unhinged by this stroke of fortune, he at first shuns her, then pesters her with letters and finally has a brief but nonpenetrative affair with her. Olivia, he discovers, is psychologically fragile and bears scars from a suicide attempt—a mark Marcus's mother zeroes in on when she meets the girl for the first and last time. Between promising his mother to drop her and longing for her, Marcus goes through a common enough existential crisis, exacerbated by run-ins with the school administration over trivial matters that quickly become more serious. All the while, the reader is aware of something awful awaiting Marcus, due to a piece of information casually dropped about a third of the way in: “And even dead, as I am and have been for I don't know how long...” The terrible sadness of Marcus's life is rendered palpable by Roth's fierce grasp on the psychology of this butcher's boy, down to his bought-for-Winesburg wardrobe. It's a melancholy triumph and a cogent reflection on society in a time of war. &lt;i&gt;(Sept.)&lt;/i&gt;  --&lt;i&gt;Staff&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed May 12, 2008) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 255, issue 19,  p37)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Library Journal Review&lt;/span&gt;: /* Starred Review */  In 1951, Marcus Messner flees his father's steadily debilitating dementia and the overwhelming constraints of family life in Newark, NJ, to the greener and more pastoral setting of Winesburg College in Ohio. After years of working in his father's butcher shop, where he learned to do everything well no matter how much he hated it, he steps into a Kafkaesque setting in which such a lesson is useless in the face of the demands of the college's authority figures. After encounters with arrogant and lazy roommates who won't allow him to study, confrontations with the college dean, and the heartbreak of a failed sexual affair, Marcus learns that he can best survive various challenges in his life—even the &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt;'s most surprising challenge—by acting indignantly in the face of them. A meditation on love, death, and madness, Roth's new novel combines the comic absurdity of his early novels like &lt;i&gt;Portnoy's Complaint&lt;/i&gt; with the pathos of his later novels like &lt;i&gt;Everyman&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Exit Ghost&lt;/i&gt;. All libraries will want to add this to their collections. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt; 5/15/08.]—Henry L. Carrigan Jr., Evanston, IL --&lt;i&gt;Henry L. Carrigan Jr.&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed September 1, 2008) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 133, issue 14,  p122)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/span&gt; /* Starred Review */ In a plot that evokes the author's earlier work, Roth (Exit Ghost, 2007, etc.) focuses on a young man's collegiate coming of age against the deadly backdrop of the Korean War. The &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; has a taut, elegant symmetry: A nice Jewish boy named Marcus Messner from Newark, N.J., reaches the turbulent stage where he inevitably clashes with his parents, his butcher-shop father in particular. After continuing to live at home for his first year of college, Marcus, the novel's narrator as well as protagonist, feels the need to emancipate himself by enrolling in a college as unlike urban New Jersey as possible, one that he finds in Winesburg, Ohio. Whatever of his Jewishness he is trying to escape, he discovers that his ethnicity provides the stamp of his identity on the pastoral campus, where he is first assigned to room with two of the school's few other Jewish students and soon finds himself courted by the school's lone Jewish fraternity. There's resonance of the culture clash of Goodbye, Columbus (1959) and the innocence of The Ghost Writer (1979) in the voice of this bright young man, who isn't quite experienced enough to know how much he doesn't know. The novel reaches its climax—in a couple of senses—when the virginal Marcus becomes involved with the more experienced Olivia, whose irresistible sexuality seems intertwined with her psychological fragility. Can Marcus be Olivia's boyfriend and still be his parents' son? Can he remain true to himself—whatever self that may be—while adhering to the tradition and dictates of a college that shields him from enlistment in a deadly war? Is Winesburg a refuge or an exile? A twist in narrative perspective reinforces this novel's timelessness.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, June 1, 2008)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="medium-normal"&gt;&lt;hr noshade="noshade"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-4495353295965869728?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/4495353295965869728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=4495353295965869728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4495353295965869728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/4495353295965869728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/04/indignation-by-philip-roth.html' title='Monday, June 8:  Indignation by Philip Roth'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-3814144364887205938</id><published>2009-03-17T20:15:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T20:53:22.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, April 27: The Madonnas of Leningrad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://literatehousewife.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/madonna1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://literatehousewife.files.wordpress.com/2007/11/madonna1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by Debra Dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In a novel that moves back and forth between the Soviet Union during World War II and modern-day America, Marina, an elderly Russian woman, recalls vivid images of her youth during the height of the siege of Leningrad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=madonnas+of+leningrad&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=17&amp;amp;submit.y=15"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Madonnas of Leningrad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Book reviews from the &lt;a href="http://search.ebscohost.com/Login.aspx?CUSTID=NASSAU&amp;amp;PROFILE=NOVplus&amp;amp;lp=cpidlogin.asp?custid=NASSAU&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Enassaulibrary%2Eorg%2Fhewlett%2Fdbalph%2Ehtml&amp;amp;authtype=cpid"&gt;Novelist &lt;/a&gt;database:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Booklist&lt;/em&gt; Review&lt;/strong&gt;: /*Starred Review*/ Her granddaughters wedding should be a time of happiness for Marina Buriakov. But the Russian emigres descent into Alzheimers has her and her family experiencing more anxiety than joy. As the details of her present-day life slip mysteriously away, Marinas recollections of her early years as a docent at the State Hermitage Museum become increasingly vivid. When Leningrad came under siege at the beginning of World War II, museum workers--whose families were provided shelter in the buildings basement--stowed away countless treasures, leaving the paintings frames in place as a hopeful symbol of their ultimate return. Amid the chaos, Marina found solace in the creation of a memory palace, in which she envisioned the brushstroke of every painting and each statues line and curve. Gracefully shifting between the Soviet Union and the contemporary Pacific Northwest, first-time novelist Dean renders a poignant tale about the power of memory. Dean eloquently describes the works of Rembrandt, Rubens, and Raphael, but she is at her best illuminating aging Marinas precarious state of mind: It is like disappearing for a few moments at a time, like a switch being turned off, she writes. A short while later, the switch mysteriously flips again. -- Allison Block (Reviewed 01-01-2006) (&lt;em&gt;Booklist,&lt;/em&gt; vol 102, number 9, p52) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Review&lt;/strong&gt;: Russian emigré Marina Buriakov, 82, is preparing for her granddaughter's wedding near Seattle while fighting a losing battle against Alzheimer's. Stuggling to remember whom Katie is marrying (and indeed that there is to be a marriage at all), Marina does remember her youth as a Hermitage Museum docent as the siege of Leningrad began; it is into these memories that she disappears. After frantic packing, the Hermitage's collection is transported to a safe hiding place until the end of the war. The museum staff and their families remain, wintering (all 2,000 of them) in the Hermitage basement to avoid bombs and marauding soldiers. Marina, using the technique of a fellow docent, memorizes favorite Hermitage works; these memories, beautifully interspersed, are especially vibrant. Dean, making her debut, weaves Marina's past and present together effortlessly. The dialogue around Marina's forgetfulness is extremely well done, and the Hermitage material has depth. Although none of the characters emerges particularly vividly (Marina included), memory, the hopes one pins on it and the letting go one must do around it all take on real poignancy, giving the story a satisfying fullness. (On sale Mar. 14) --Staff (Reviewed November 21, 2005) (&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt;, vol 252, issue 46, p24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt; Review&lt;/strong&gt;: /* Starred Review */ As a young woman, Marina became a docent, guiding Soviet citizens through the treasures of the Hermitage Museum. Through the 900-day siege of Leningrad beginning in 1941, her knack for describing in great detail the images of the works of Italian Renaissance painter Titian and Flemish Baroque painter Rubens helped her survive when thousands of others died. Later, she and her husband fled westward and settled in the United States. As this first novel by Dean, a Seattle college teacher, opens, Marina is living in the tattered shreds of her memory. Her elusive grasp of the present and her meticulous recollections of a long-suppressed past are in delicate opposition. Memory, once her greatest ally, is now her betrayer. Like her adoring museum audiences 60 years earlier, readers will absorb Marina's glorious, lush accounts of classical beauties as she traces them in her mind. Dean eloquently depicts the ravages of Alzheimer's disease and convincingly describes the inner world of the afflicted. Spare, elegant language, taut emotion, and the crystal-clear ring of truth secure for this debut work a spot on library shelves everywhere. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 11/15/05.]—Barbara Conaty, Moscow, Russia --Barbara Conaty (Reviewed February 15, 2006) (&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt;, vol 131, issue 3, p106)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: As Alzheimer's slowly erases Marina's world, her past in wartime Leningrad begins to again take form around her.In 1941, as Hitler besieged and bombed Leningrad, Marina was one of hundreds of workers in the Hermitage dedicated to preserving its vast art collection from destruction. Day and night, she and her colleagues dismantle frames, move furniture, pack and ship objects. Most are women and many are old, and as the bombing becomes more intense, they all move with their families to the basement of the museum. A winter of legendary ferocity descends; the food stores of the city are destroyed; there is no sign of the blockade lifting. People eat pine needles, bark, and finally their own pets. To cling to her sense of the value of life, young Marina begins to assemble a mental version of the Hermitage, committing the paintings, and their placement, to memory. Sixty years later, this "memory palace" will be all that is left in Marina's memory, a filter through which she sees a world she no longer understands as a series of beautiful objects. In her debut, Dean has created a respectful and fascinating image of Alzheimer's. The story of the older Marina—mustering her failing powers in a war for dignity, struggling to make reality without recollection—makes the war sequences seem almost hackneyed in comparison. And when Dean falters, it is by pushing the emotive war material into the territory of hysteria. A thoughtful tragedy that morphs into a tear-jerker in the third act. (&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;, December 15, 2005) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rusoffagency.com/authors/dean_d/debra_dean.htm"&gt;Biography of Debra Dean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harpercollins.com/author/authorExtra.aspx?isbn13=9780060825300&amp;amp;displayType=readingGuide"&gt;Book discussion guide from HarperCollins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/reading_guides/detail/index.cfm?book_number=1761"&gt;Discussion Guide from BookBrowse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-3814144364887205938?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/3814144364887205938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=3814144364887205938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3814144364887205938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3814144364887205938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-april-27-madonnas-of-leningrad.html' title='Monday, April 27: The Madonnas of Leningrad'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-2731326215930975360</id><published>2009-02-10T17:41:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:04:05.382-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Lloyd Wright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hewlett-Woodmere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libraries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book discussions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horan'/><title type='text'>Monday, March 16: Loving Frank by Nancy Horan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://contentcafe2.btol.com/ContentCafe/Jacket.aspx?UserID=ALIS&amp;amp;Password=BT0189&amp;amp;Return=1&amp;amp;Type=M&amp;amp;Value=9780345494993%20%28acid-free%20paper%29"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 360px;" src="http://contentcafe2.btol.com/ContentCafe/Jacket.aspx?UserID=ALIS&amp;amp;Password=BT0189&amp;amp;Return=1&amp;amp;Type=M&amp;amp;Value=9780345494993%20%28acid-free%20paper%29" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" name="Credits"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="full-text-content"&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Discussion leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reserve your copy of  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21?/tloving+frank/tloving+frank/1%2C2%2C5%2CB/exact&amp;amp;FF=tloving+frank+a+novel&amp;amp;1%2C4%2C"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loving Frank&lt;/span&gt; by Nancy Horan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Book Reviews from the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/page3.html"&gt;NovelistPlus database&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booklist Review:&lt;/b&gt; In the early 1900s, married architect &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; Lloyd Wright eloped to Europe with the wife of one of his clients. The scandal rocked the suburb of Oak Park, Illinois. Years later, Mamah Cheney, the other half of the scandalous couple, was brutally murdered at Wright's Talliesen retreat. Horan blends fact and fiction to try to make the century-old scandal relevant to modern readers. Today Cheney and Wright would have little trouble obtaining divorces and would probably not be pursued by the press. However, their feelings of confusion and doubt about leaving their spouses and children would most likely remain the same. The novel has something for everyone—a romance, a history of architecture, and a philosophical and political debate on the role of women. What is missing is any sort of note explaining which parts of the novel are based on fact and which are imagined. This is essential in a novel dealing with real people who lived so recently. -- &lt;i&gt;Block, Marta Segal&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed 06-01-2007) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 103, number 19, p38) &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly Review: &lt;/b&gt; Horan's ambitious first novel is a fictionalization of the life of Mamah Borthwick Cheney, best known as the woman who wrecked &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; Lloyd Wright's first marriage. Despite the title, this is not a romance, but a portrayal of an independent, educated woman at odds with the restrictions of the early 20th century. &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; and Mamah, both married and with children, met when Mamah's husband, Edwin, commissioned &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; to design a house. Their affair became the stuff of headlines when they left their families to live and travel together, going first to Germany, where Mamah found rewarding work doing scholarly translations of Swedish feminist Ellen Key's books. &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; and Mamah eventually settled in Wisconsin, where they were hounded by a scandal-hungry press, with tragic repercussions. Horan puts considerable effort into recreating &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank's&lt;/epkwic&gt; vibrant, overwhelming personality, but her primary interest is in Mamah, who pursued her intellectual interests and love for &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; at great personal cost. As is often the case when a life story is novelized, historical fact inconveniently intrudes: Mamah's life is cut short in the most unexpected and violent of ways, leaving the narrative to crawl toward a startlingly quiet conclusion. Nevertheless, this spirited novel brings Mamah the attention she deserves as an intellectual and feminist. &lt;i&gt;(Aug.)&lt;/i&gt;  --&lt;i&gt;Staff&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed March 26, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 254, issue 13,  p60)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Library Journal Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt;  In 1904, architect &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; Lloyd Wright designed a house for Edwin and Mamah Borthwick Cheney, respectable members of Oak Park, IL, society. Five years later, after a clandestine affair, &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; and Mamah scandalized that society by leaving their families to live together in Europe. Stunned by the furor, Mamah wanted to stay there, particularly after she met women's rights advocate Ellen Key, who rejected conventional ideas of marriage and divorce. Eventually, &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; convinced her to return to Wisconsin, where he was building Taliesin as a home and retreat. Horan's extensive research provides substantial underpinnings for this engrossing novel, and the focus on Mamah lets readers see her attraction to the creative, flamboyant architect but also her recognition of his arrogance. Mamah's own drive to achieve something important is tinged with guilt over abandoning her children. Tentative steps toward reconciliation end in a shocking, violent conclusion that would seem melodramatic if it weren't based on true events. The plot, characters, and ideas meld into a novel that will be a treat for fans of historical fiction but should not be pigeonholed in a genre section. Highly recommended. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt;  4/1/07.]&lt;b&gt;—Kathy Piehl, Minnesota State Univ. Lib., Mankato&lt;/b&gt;  --&lt;i&gt;Kathy Piehl&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed July 15, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 132, issue 12,  p78)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Kirkus Reviews &lt;/b&gt;  Journalist Horan's debut novel reflects her fascination with the brilliant, erratic architect &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; Lloyd Wright and his scandalous love affair with a married woman and mother of two.  The &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; capitalizes on Horan's research into both the architect's private and professional lives. The story opens when Mamah (pronounced May-Muh) Cheney, an Oak Park, Ill., woman, and her husband Edwin, a successful local businessman, contract with &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; to build their new home. Although both &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; and Mamah are married and seem content, the architect and his female client soon find they not only like being together—they must be together. Mamah, an early feminist longing for a more meaningful life, succumbs to &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank's&lt;/epkwic&gt; charms as the two enter an affair that is both physical and spiritual. Soon, their relationship is the hook for all of Oak Park's gossip. After leaving their spouses, the pair flees to Europe, finding delight in a less- disapproving continental society, as well as an outlet for their cultural pursuits. &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt;, father of the "prairie style" of architecture, proves a thoughtless and irresponsible businessman, but Mamah remains by his side until the couple finally quits Europe and returns home. There, &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; builds a home they call Taliesin. Eventually, Mamah makes peace with her former husband and her two children—son John and daughter Martha—who visit her at the rural estate. However, &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank's&lt;/epkwic&gt; wife, Catherine, adamantly continues her refusal to grant her husband a divorce. But just when it appears that their relationship problems have lessened, a terrible and unanticipated tragedy strikes and changes forever the lives of the two lovers who were forbidden to marry.   Lovers &lt;epkwic&gt;Frank&lt;/epkwic&gt; and Mamah fail to generate sympathy, and the story closes with the unsubtle reminder that real life is never quite as tidy as fiction.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, June 1, 2007)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="medium-normal"&gt;&lt;hr noshade="noshade"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/rhpg/lovingfrank/" name="Credits"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Book and Author Information from Random House, including Photographs and A Conversation with Nancy Horan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookbrowse.com/reading_guides/detail/index.cfm?book_number=2023"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BookBrowse: book discussion guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-2731326215930975360?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/2731326215930975360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=2731326215930975360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2731326215930975360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/2731326215930975360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-march-16-loving-frank-by-nancy.html' title='Monday, March 16: Loving Frank by Nancy Horan'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-3125193750375985818</id><published>2009-01-13T18:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:09:18.648-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gothic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book discussions'/><title type='text'>Monday, February 9:  The Thirteenth Tale: a novel by Diane Setterfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SW0rAXfD86I/AAAAAAAAAMo/t9heOsYTTZs/s1600-h/thirteenth-tale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290932422534493090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SW0rAXfD86I/AAAAAAAAAMo/t9heOsYTTZs/s200/thirteenth-tale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Discussion Leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search~S21/?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=thirteenth+tale&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;sortdropdown=-&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=tthirteenth+tale"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reviews from the &lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/page3.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Novelist Plus&lt;/em&gt; database&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Booklist &lt;/em&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt; Margaret Lea, a bookish loner, is summoned to the home of Vida Winter, Englands most popular novelist, and commanded to write her biography. Miss Winter has been falsifying her life story and her identity for more than 60 years. Facing imminent death and feeling an unexplainable connection to Margaret, Miss Winter begins to spin a haunting, suspenseful tale of an old English estate, a devastating fire, twin girls, a governess, and a ghost. As Margaret carefully records Vidas tale, she ponders her own family secrets. Her research takes her to the English moors to view a mansions ruins and discover an unexpected ending to Vidas story. Readers will be mesmerized by this story-within-a-story tinged with the eeriness of Rebecca and the willfulness of Jane Eyre. The author skillfully keeps the plot moving by unfurling a new twist in each chapter and leaves no strand untucked at the surprising and satisfying conclusion. A wholly original work told in the vein of all the best gothic classics. Lovers of books about book lovers will be enthralled. -- Kaite Mediatore (Reviewed 09-01-2006) (&lt;em&gt;Booklist&lt;/em&gt;, vol 103, number 1, p58) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly &lt;/em&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt; Former academic Setterfield pays tribute in her debut to Brontë and du Maurier heroines: a plain girl gets wrapped up in a dark, haunted ruin of a house, which guards family secrets that are not hers and that she must discover at her peril. Margaret Lea, a London bookseller's daughter, has written an obscure biography that suggests deep understanding of siblings. She is contacted by renowned aging author Vida Winter, who finally wishes to tell her own, long-hidden, life story. Margaret travels to Yorkshire, where she interviews the dying writer, walks the remains of her estate at Angelfield and tries to verify the old woman's tale of a governess, a ghost and more than one abandoned baby. With the aid of colorful Aurelius Love, Margaret puzzles out generations of Angelfield: destructive Uncle Charlie; his elusive sister, Isabelle; their unhappy parents; Isabelle's twin daughters, Adeline and Emmeline; and the children's caretakers. Contending with ghosts and with a (mostly) scary bunch of living people, Setterfield's sensible heroine is, like Jane Eyre, full of repressed feeling—and is unprepared for both heartache and romance. And like Jane, she's a real reader and makes a terrific narrator. That's where the comparisons end, but Setterfield, who lives in Yorkshire, offers graceful storytelling that has its own pleasures. (Sept.) --Staff (Reviewed June 26, 2006) (&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt;, vol 253, issue 26, p27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt; Review:&lt;/strong&gt; A ruined mansion in the English countryside, secret illegitimate children, a madwoman hidden in the attic, ghostly twin sisters—yep, it's a gothic novel, and it doesn't pretend to be anything fancier. But this one grabs the reader with its damp, icy fingers and doesn't let go until the last shocking secret has been revealed. Margaret Lea, an antiquarian bookseller and sometime biographer of obscure writers, receives a letter from Vida Winter, “the world's most famous living author.” Vida has always invented pasts for herself in interviews, but now, on her deathbed, she at last has decided to tell the truth and has chosen Margaret to write her story. Now living at Vida's (spooky) country estate, Margaret finds herself spellbound by the tale of Vida's childhood some 70 years earlier...but is it really the truth? And will Vida live to finish the story? Setterfield's first novel is equally suited to a rainy afternoon on the couch or a summer day on the beach. For all public libraries. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;em&gt;LJ&lt;/em&gt; 5/15/06.]—Jenne Bergstrom, San Diego Cty. Lib. --Jenne Bergstrom (Reviewed August 15, 2006) (&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt;, vol 131, issue 13, p73)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; /* Starred Review */ A dying writer bids a young bookshop assistant to write her biography.Margaret Lea grew up in a household of mourning, but she never knew why until the day she opened a box of papers underneath her parent's bed and found the birth and death certificates of a twin sister of whom she never knew. It is the coincidence of twins in the life of Vida Winter, Britain's most famous writer, that convinces Margaret to leave her post at her father's rare-books store and travel to the dying writer's Yorkshire estate. There, she hears a story no one else knows: who Vida Winter really is. For decades, the author has wildly fabricated answers to personal questions in interviews. Now Vida wants to tell the true story. And what a story it is, replete with madness; incest; a pair of twins who speak a private language; a devastating fire; a ghost that opens doors and closes books; a baby abandoned on a doorstep in the rain; a page torn from a turn-of-the-century edition of Jane Eyre; a cake-baking gentle giant; skeletons; topiaries; blind housekeepers; and suicide. As the master storyteller nears death, Margaret has yet to understand why she is the one Vida chose to record her tale. And is it a tall tale? One last great fiction to leave for her reading public? Only Margaret, who begins to catch glimpses of her own dead twin in the eternal gloom of the Winter estate, can sort truth from longing and lies from guilt. Setterfield has crafted an homage to the romantic heroines of du Maurier, Collins and the Brontes. But this is no postmodern revision of the genre. It is a contemporary gothic tale whose excesses and occasional implausibility (Vida's "brother" is the least convincing character) can be forgiven for the thrill of the storytelling.Setterfield's debut is enchanting Goth for the 21st century. (&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;, July 15, 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://books.simonandschuster.com/Thirteenth-Tale/Diane-Setterfield/9780743298025/reading_group_guide"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Publisher's site: Simon &amp;amp; Schuster Reading Guide for The Thirteenth Tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/flash/vd.asp?PID=13684&amp;amp;nav=1&amp;amp;aud=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Barnes &amp;amp; Noble Meet the Writers: interview with Diane Setterfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides3/thirteenth_tale1.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Readinggroupguides.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;a href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides3/thirteenth_tale1.asp"&gt; The Thirteenth Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides3/thirteenth_tale1.asp"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-3125193750375985818?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/3125193750375985818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=3125193750375985818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3125193750375985818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3125193750375985818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2009/01/monday-february-9-thirteenth-tale-novel.html' title='Monday, February 9:  The Thirteenth Tale: a novel by Diane Setterfield'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SW0rAXfD86I/AAAAAAAAAMo/t9heOsYTTZs/s72-c/thirteenth-tale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-7214617246914799904</id><published>2008-12-16T18:54:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:31:44.145-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woodmere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bengali Hewlett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book discussions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lahiri'/><title type='text'>Monday, January 12, 2009: Unaccustomed Earth by Jhumpa Lahiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;2 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Discussion Leader: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bergen.edu/LAS/unaccustomed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 164px; cursor: pointer; height: 243px;" alt="" src="http://www.bergen.edu/LAS/unaccustomed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=unaccustomed+earth&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=15&amp;amp;submit.y=17"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unaccustomed Earth&lt;/span&gt; by Jhumpa Lahiri&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/ue"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hwpl.org/ue.mht"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HW-PL Readers packet for &lt;em&gt;Unaccustomed Earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.randomhouse.com/kvpa/jhumpalahiri/"&gt;Jhumpa Lahiri's web site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.randomhouse.com/kvpa/jhumpalahiri/"&gt;: includes biography and interviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl/display.pperl?isbn=9780307265739&amp;amp;view=rg"&gt;Book Discussion Guide from Random House&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.readinggroupguides.com/guides_U/unaccustomed_earth1.asp"&gt;Questions for Discussion from ReadingGroupGuides.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Reviews from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;" href="http://www.hwpl.org/page3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NoveList&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Plus&lt;/em&gt; Database&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Booklist&lt;/span&gt; Review:&lt;/b&gt; /*Starred Review*/ Following her thoughtful first novel, The Namesake (2003), which has been made into a meditative film, &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri&lt;/epkwic&gt; returns to the short story, the form that earned her the Pulitzer Prize for her debut, Interpreter of Maladies (1999). The tight arc of a story is perfect for &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri's&lt;/epkwic&gt; keen sense of life's abrupt and painful changes, and her avid eye for telling details. This collection's five powerful stories and haunting triptych of tales about the fates of two Bengali families in America map the perplexing hidden forces that pull families asunder and undermine marriages. "&lt;epkwic&gt;Unaccustomed&lt;/epkwic&gt; &lt;epkwic&gt;Earth&lt;/epkwic&gt;," the title story, dramatizes the divide between immigrant parents and their American-raised children, and is the first of several scathing inquiries into the lack of deep-down understanding and trust in a marriage between a Bengali and non-Bengali. An inspired miniaturist, &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri&lt;/epkwic&gt; creates a lexicon of loaded images. A hole burned in a dressy skirt suggests vulnerability and the need to accept imperfection. Van Eyck's famous painting, The Arnolfini Marriage, is a template for a tale contrasting marital expectations with the reality of familial relationships. A collapsed balloon is emblematic of failure. A lost bangle is shorthand for disaster. &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri's&lt;/epkwic&gt; emotionally and culturally astute short stories (ideal for people with limited time for pleasure reading and a hunger for serious literature) are surprising, aesthetically marvelous, and shaped by a sure and provocative sense of inevitability. -- &lt;i&gt;Seaman, Donna&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed 02-01-2008) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 104, number 11, p5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Publishers Weekly &lt;/span&gt;Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt;The gulf that separates expatriate Bengali parents from their American-raised children—and that separates the children from India—remains &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri's&lt;/epkwic&gt; subject for this follow-up to &lt;i&gt;Interpreter of Maladies&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Namesake&lt;/i&gt; . In this set of eight stories, the results are again stunning. In the title story, Brooklyn-to-Seattle transplant Ruma frets about a presumed obligation to bring her widower father into her home, a stressful decision taken out of her hands by his unexpected independence. The alcoholism of Rahul is described by his elder sister, Sudha; her disappointment and bewilderment pack a particularly powerful punch. And in the loosely linked trio of stories closing the collection, the lives of Hema and Kaushik intersect over the years, first in 1974 when she is six and he is nine; then a few years later when, at 13, she swoons at the now-handsome 16-year-old teen's reappearance; and again in Italy, when she is a 37-year-old academic about to enter an arranged marriage, and he is a 40-year-old photojournalist. An inchoate grief for mothers lost at different stages of life enters many tales and, as the &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; progresses, takes on enormous resonance. &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri's&lt;/epkwic&gt; stories of exile, identity, disappointment and maturation evince a spare and subtle mastery that has few contemporary equals. &lt;i&gt;(Apr.)&lt;/i&gt; --&lt;i&gt;Staff&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed January 28, 2008) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 255, issue 4, p39)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Library Journal&lt;/span&gt; Review: &lt;/b&gt;Four years after the release of her best-selling novel, &lt;i&gt;The Namesake&lt;/i&gt; , the Pulitzer Prize-winning &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri&lt;/epkwic&gt; returns with her highly anticipated second collection of short stories exploring the inevitable tension brought on by family life. The title story, for example, takes on a young mother nervously hosting her widowed father, who is visiting between trips he takes with a lover he has kept secret from his family. What could have easily been a melodramatic soap opera is instead a meticulously crafted piece that accurately depicts the intricacies of the father-daughter relationship. In a departure from her first &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; of short stories, &lt;i&gt;Interpreter of Maladies&lt;/i&gt; , &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri&lt;/epkwic&gt; divides this &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; into two parts, devoting the second half of the &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; to "Hema and Kaushik," three stories that together tell the story of a young man and woman who meet as children and, by chance, reunite years later halfway around the world. The author's ability to flesh out completely even minor characters in every story, and especially in this trio of stories, is what will keep readers invested in the work until its heartbreaking conclusion. Recommended for all public libraries. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt; 12/07.]&lt;b&gt;—Sybil Kollappallil, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt; --&lt;i&gt;Sybil Kollappallil&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed February 1, 2008) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 133, issue 2, p65)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;/* Starred Review */ &lt;epkwic&gt;Lahiri&lt;/epkwic&gt; (The Namesake, 2003, etc.) extends her mastery of the short-story format in a collection that has a novel's thematic cohesion, narrative momentum and depth of character.  The London-born, American-raised author of Indian descent returns with some of her most compelling fiction to date. Each of these eight stories, most on the longish side, a few previously published in magazines, concerns the assimilation of Bengali characters into American society. The parents feel a tension between the culture they've left behind (though to which they frequently return) and the adopted homeland where they always feel at least a little foreign. Their offspring, who are generally the protagonists of these stories, are typically more Americanized, adopting a value system that would scandalize their parents, who are usually oblivious to the college lives their sons and daughters lead. Ambition and accomplishment are givens in these families, where it's understood that nothing less than attending a top-flight school and entering an honored profession (medicine, law, academics) will satisfy. The stunning title story presents something of a role reversal, as a Bengali daughter and her American husband must come to terms with the secrets harbored by her father. The story expresses as much about love, loss and the family ties that stretch across continents and generations through what it doesn't say, and through what is left unaddressed by the characters. Even "Only Goodness," the most heavy-handed piece in the collection, which concerns a character's guilt over her brother's alcoholism, sustains the reader's interest until the last page. The final three stories trace the lives of two characters, Hema and Kaushik, from their teen years through their 30s, when fate (or chance) reunites them.   An eye for detail, ear for dialogue and command of family dynamics distinguish this uncommonly rich collection.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, February 1, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="medium-normal"  style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;hr style="height: 2px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="Credits"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. 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Lydia Espana, called the "Empress of Splendid Season" by her adoring husband, glows at the hub of the narrative wheel. Born into a wealthy Cuban family, Lydia grew up in luxury, surrounded by servants, but she outraged her strict father with her sexual escapades. Disowned and exiled, she ends up poor and alone on Manhattan's Upper West Side, yet, vivacious and resourceful, she accepts her fate with good grace, finds work as a seamstress, and falls in love with Raul, a romantic who works as a waiter and courts her with sweet decorum. They marry, have a son, Rico, and a daughter, Alicia, and strive to better themselves, but Raul becomes ill, and Lydia has to bear the brunt of supporting the family. She becomes a cleaning woman for a set of households whose materially plusher but no less emotionally demanding lives offer provocative contrasts to her own. Lydia works very hard, indulges her husband, drives her American children crazy with her rigid codes of behavior and ambitious expectations, and wins the respect and affection of her employers, and Hijuelos celebrates his sharp-eyed heroine's pride and conviction, dignity and strength, frustrations and triumphs with great insight and admiration. As the decades spin by, he writes intermittently from Raul's, Rico's, and Alicia's perspectives, but everything circles back to Lydia, who learns to stop questioning life and simply embrace it. This is a beautifully wrought tale of self-sacrifice and spiritual growth, suffused with the striking benevolence of Hijuelos' all but angelic narrator. ((Reviewed December 1, 1998)) -- Donna Seaman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt; Review&lt;/strong&gt;: As in &lt;em&gt;The Mambo Kings Play Songs of Love&lt;/em&gt;, Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist Hijuelos imagines the life of a humble Cuban-American from the late '40s to the present. Latin sensuality turns to Yankee drudgery when Lydia Espana the spoiled daughter of a small-town Cuban alcalde, is banished from her home in 1947 for staying out till dawn after a dance. Romantic and uneducated, she moves to New York, where marries, and becomes a cleaning woman to keep her sick husband (a handsome waiter with refined manners) and two children from the brink of poverty. Lydia worries and dotes in the manner of a quintessential immigrant mother trying to maintain respectability and make ends meet. While the drab black-and-white of her daily life runs its course, a rich Technicolor fantasy of time-before plays through her head. In memory, Lydia is again the Empress of the Splendid Season, beautiful enough to catch the eye of a Hollywood star. Depicting Spanish Harlem with relentless realism, Hijuelos penetrates the lives behind the humble tenements and massive university buildings. With poignancy, he captures the lonely fear of Lydia's son as he makes his way up the ladder of American success, the apex of which is perhaps not as enviable as he and Lydia assume. Familiar Hijuelos elements--Latin music, introspective men, touches of magic realism in quietly powerful prose--render here a tender and undramatic portrait of a complex woman and her culture. Agent, Harriet Wasserman. Literary Guild selection. (Feb.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt; Review:&lt;/strong&gt; Once called the "Professor of Cuba" by her father, Lydia is a long way from Havana in this novel, set in New York City from the 1950s to the mid-1980s. Disowned by her family, Lydia moves to New York and finds work as a seamstress. She marries and has two children, but her hopes of becoming a housewife come to an end when her husband suffers the first of many heart attacks. Lydia goes to work cleaning homes for wealthy New Yorkers, among them the Osprey family, who employ her for 20 years and who feature prominently not only in her life but in her family's as well. Lydia's story is one of assimilation and the future of different cultures as the next generation moves beyond its roots. The novel intermingles time periods, life histories, and social classes to create an intriguing look at family, wealth, and race in modern America. This multigenerational tale from the author of the Pulitzer Prize-winning &lt;em&gt;The Mambo Kings&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Play Songs of Love&lt;/em&gt; is well written and engrossing. Recommended for all public libraries. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 10/15/98.]--Robin Nesbitt, Hilltop Branch Lib., Columbus Metropolitan Lib., OH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirkus &lt;/em&gt;Reviews:&lt;/strong&gt; Pulitzer-winner Hijuelos (Mr. Ives— Christmas, 1995, etc.) offers up a slow-moving but sometimes poignant slice-of-lifer about a Cuban-American family from the 1940s onward. The beautiful Lydia Espa§a was born in pre-Castro Cuba, a privileged child with a businessman father who was a model of small-town elegance—and also of a fierce rectitude that made him turn violently against his daughter when she came into her own sexuality and slept one night with a musician. Off she's sent, alone, to New York City, where at first she supports herself as a seamstress—until one night at a party in 1949 she meets her future husband, the stylish Raul, who's working there as a waiter. Though he's ten years her senior, the love is real, marriage follows, and so do two children, Alicia and Rico. Happiness enough blesses the family—until Raul collapses one day on a restaurant floor amid a clatter of dishes and trays, never again to be free of a debilitatingly weak heart that will keep him from returning to his job—with the result that Lydia must be the breadwinner, doing so as that lowliest of workers, the cleaning lady. Years and then decades pass, a touch of Horatio Alger visits the book as an East Side advertising man Lydia cleans for proves wildly benevolent, and there are touches, too, of authorial tendentiousness when Hijuelos lets his theme of poverty versus wealth break through his novel's real tone (—earning in a week . . . what a chichi Soho artist will piss away on a lunch with friends at the Four Seasons . . . —). Most of the time, though, as usual, the author shows himself one of our most affectionate chroniclers of the city's less favored neighborhoods as the '60s come and go, then the '70s, and as the Espa§a family passes—with dignity intact—through time, life, work, sorrow, and love. Sturdy truths and honest humanity in another look at life † la Hijuelos. (Literary Guild selection; author tour) (&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;, December 1, 1999)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-563136071756128979?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/563136071756128979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=563136071756128979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/563136071756128979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/563136071756128979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/11/monday-december-15-empress-of-splendid.html' title='Monday, December 15: Empress of the Splendid Season by Oscar Hijuelos'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SRyvX0Z9qvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ACSWwOkCs5s/s72-c/hijuelos.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-8864290314350030781</id><published>2008-10-04T16:57:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:22:19.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Readers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitteridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hewlett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book discussions'/><title type='text'>Monday, November 17:  Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SOjuwDnpI-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/9PEf0ZRl26c/s1600-h/kitteridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253711474700395490" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SOjuwDnpI-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/9PEf0ZRl26c/s320/kitteridge.jpg" border="0" height="193" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Monday, November 17, 2 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discussion leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The world of Olive Kitteridge, a retired school teacher in a small coastal town in Maine, is revealed in stories that explore her diverse roles in many lives, including a lounge singer haunted by a past love, her stoic husband, and her own resentful son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=olive+kitteridge&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=60"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reserve your copy of Olive Kitteridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/catalog/display.pperl?isbn=9781400062089&amp;amp;view=auqa"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interview with Elizabeth Strout (from the publisher's website)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://readinggroupguides.com/guides_O/olive_kitteridge1.asp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reading guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;**Starred Review ** Thirteen linked tales from Strout (Abide with Me , etc.) present a heart-wrenching, penetrating portrait of ordinary coastal Mainers living lives of quiet grief intermingled with flashes of human connection. The opening "Pharmacy" focuses on terse, dry junior high-school teacher Olive Kitteridge and her gregarious pharmacist husband, Henry, both of whom have survived the loss of a psychologically damaged parent, and both of whom suffer painful attractions to co-workers. Their son, Christopher, takes center stage in "A Little Burst," which describes his wedding in humorous, somewhat disturbing detail, and in Security, where Olive, in her 70s, visits Christopher and his family in New York. Strout's fiction showcases her ability to reveal through familiar details the mother-of-the-groom's wedding dress, a grandmother's disapproving observations of how her grandchildren are raised the seeds of tragedy. Themes of suicide, depression, bad communication, aging and love, run through these stories, none more vivid or touching than "Incoming Tide," where Olive chats with former student Kevin Coulson as they watch waitress Patty Howe by the seashore, all three struggling with their own misgivings about life. Like this story, the collection is easy to read and impossible to forget. Its literary craft and emotional power will surprise readers unfamiliar with Strout. (Apr.) --Staff (Reviewed December 10, 2007) (&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/em&gt;, vol 254, issue 49, p31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Review&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In her third novel, New York Times best-selling author Strout (Abide with Me ) tracks Olive Kitteridge's adult life through 13 linked stories. Olive -- a wife, mother, and retired teacher -- lives in the small coastal town of Crosby, ME. A large, hulking woman with a relentlessly unpleasant personality, Olive intimidates generations of community members with her quick, cruel condemnations of those around her, including her gentle, optimistic, and devoted husband, Henry, and her son, Christopher, who, as an adult, flees the suffocating vortex of his mother's displeasure. Strout offers a fair amount of relief from Olive's mean cloud in her treatment of the lives of the other townsfolk. With the deft, piercing shorthand that is her short story-telling trademark, she takes readers below the surface of deceptive small-town ordinariness to expose the human condition in all its suffering and sadness. Even when Olive is kept in the background of some of the tales, her influence is apparent. Readers will have to decide for themselves whether it's worth the ride to the last few pages to witness Olive's slide into something resembling insight. For larger libraries. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 12/07.] -- Beth E. Andersen, Ann Arbor Dist. Lib., MI --Beth E. Andersen (Reviewed February 1, 2008) (&lt;em&gt;Library Journal&lt;/em&gt;, vol 133, issue 2, p65)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;** Starred Review ** The abrasive, vulnerable title character sometimes stands center stage, sometimes plays a supporting role in these 13 sharply observed dramas of small-town life from Strout (&lt;em&gt;Abide with Me&lt;/em&gt;, 2006, etc.). Olive Kitteridge certainly makes a formidable contrast with her gentle, quietly cheerful husband Henry from the moment we meet them both in "Pharmacy," which introduces us to several other denizens of Crosby, Maine. Though she was a math teacher before she and Henry retired, she's not exactly patient with shy young people—or anyone else. Yet she brusquely comforts suicidal Kevin Coulson in "Incoming Tide" with the news that her father, like Kevin's mother, killed himself. And she does her best to help anorexic Nina in "Starving," though Olive knows that the troubled girl is not the only person in Crosby hungry for love. Children disappoint, spouses are unfaithful and almost everyone is lonely at least some of the time in Strout's rueful tales. The Kitteridges' son Christopher marries, moves to California and divorces, but he doesn't come home to the house his parents built for him, causing deep resentments to fester around the borders of Olive's carefully tended garden. Tensions simmer in all the families here; even the genuinely loving couple in "Winter Concert" has a painful betrayal in its past. References to Iraq and 9/11 provide a somber context, but the real dangers here are personal: aging, the loss of love, the imminence of death. Nonetheless, Strout's sensitive insights and luminous prose affirm life's pleasures, as elderly, widowed Olive thinks, "It baffled her, the world. She did not want to leave it yet." A perfectly balanced portrait of the human condition, encompassing plenty of anger, cruelty and loss without ever losing sight of the equally powerful presences of tenderness, shared pursuits and lifelong loyalty. (&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;, February 1, 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-8864290314350030781?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/8864290314350030781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=8864290314350030781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/8864290314350030781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/8864290314350030781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/10/olive-kitteridge-by-elizabeth-strout.html' title='Monday, November 17:  Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SOjuwDnpI-I/AAAAAAAAAIg/9PEf0ZRl26c/s72-c/kitteridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-685310191077907869</id><published>2008-09-08T11:53:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:01:44.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, October 6, 2008: When a Crocodile Eats the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SMVK6BE7IDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/M_jR27wgGMM/s1600-h/godwin.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243679701724766258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SMVK6BE7IDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/M_jR27wgGMM/s320/godwin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Peter Godwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Group Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Peter Godwin, an award-winning writer, is on assignment in Zululand when he is summoned by his mother to Zimbabwe, his birthplace. His father is seriously ill; she fears he is dying. Godwin finds his country, once a post-colonial success story, descending into a vortex of violence and racial hatred. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father recovers, but over the next few years Godwin travels regularly between his family life in Manhattan and the increasing chaos of Zimbabwe, with its rampant inflation and land seizures making famine a very real prospect. It is against this backdrop that Godwin discovers a fifty-year-old family secret, one which changes everything he thought he knew about his father, and his own place in the world. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from the publisher's web site)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=when+a+crocodile+eats+the+sun&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=14&amp;amp;submit.y=17"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reserve your copy of When a Crocodile Eats the Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/arts/books/features/30625/"&gt;Read an Interview with Peter Godwin in &lt;em&gt;New York&lt;/em&gt; magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bookslut.com/features/2007_07_011354.php"&gt;and another interview with Peter Godwin from &lt;em&gt;Bookslut.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Publishers Weekly Review:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; /* Starred Review */ In this exquisitely written, deeply moving account of the death of a father played out against the backdrop of the collapse of the southern African nation of Zimbabwe, seasoned journalist Godwin has produced a memoir that effortlessly manages to be almost unbearably personal while simultaneously laying bare the cruel regime of longstanding president Robert Mugabe. In 1996 when his father suffers a heart attack, Godwin returns to Africa and sparks the central revelation of the book --- the father is Jewish and has hidden it from Godwin and his siblings. As his father's health deteriorates, so does Zimbabwe. Mugabe, self-proclaimed president for life, institutes a series of ill-conceived land reforms that throw the white farmers off the land they've cultivated for generations and consequently throws the country's economy into free fall. There's sadness throughout --- for the death of the father, for the suffering of everyone in Zimbabwe (black and white alike) and for the way that human beings invariably treat each other with casual disregard. Godwin's narrative flows seamlessly across the decades, creating a searing portrait of a family and a nation collectively coming to terms with death. This is a tour de force of personal journalism and not to be missed. (Apr.) --Staff (Reviewed February 26, 2007) (Publishers Weekly, vol 254, issue 9, p73)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zimbabwe's disintegration in the hands of ruthless dictator Robert Mugabe, recounted in careful, beautifully crafted prose by a journalist born and raised there. Godwin&amp;apos;s powerful story combines vivid travelogue, heart-wrenching family saga and harrowing political intrigue. Mugabe&amp;apos;s pillaging of Zimbabwe is a crime still grossly underreported by the international press and largely ignored by the world community. It is all the more harrowing when seen through the lens of its impact on the lives of Godwin's intrepid parents, an engineer and physician who came to Rhodesia as newlyweds. Hardly the stereotypical colonial exploiters, George and Helen Godwin helped build and nurture the country; they even applauded many of the changes that overthrew white rule and saw Zimbabwe&amp;apos;s transformation in 1980 into a black-governed land. But in February 2000, barbaric forces were set loose by Mugabe, a mass-murderer still viewed by many Africans as a liberator. Gangs of gun-toting looters, encouraged by Mugabe and his henchmen, plunged the country into anarchy. White-owned farms were "repossessed" by thugs who cared little about growing crops. Businesses wereransacked, often by the corrupt police force. The fragile economy was destroyedwhile millions starved. Hundreds of white families and black members of the political opposition were murdered in their homes. Like many of his compatriots, the author left Zimbabwe, becoming a journalist and documentary filmmaker first inEngland and later in America. But he returned home regularly to visit his aging, increasingly isolated and anxious parents, whose friends were steadily being killed or forced to flee. Despite Africa's numbing violence and despair, Godwin (Mukiwa, 1996, etc.) never loses sight of the natural beauty and native spirit that drew his parents there in the first place. A haunting story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Copyright2007, VNU Business Media, Inc. All Rights Reserved&lt;br /&gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-685310191077907869?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/685310191077907869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=685310191077907869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/685310191077907869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/685310191077907869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-october-6-2008-when-crocodile.html' title='Monday, October 6, 2008: When a Crocodile Eats the Sun'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SMVK6BE7IDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/M_jR27wgGMM/s72-c/godwin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-7652029488620814425</id><published>2008-06-21T14:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:54.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, September 8: Moral Disorder and Other Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF1LMhk5LHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/gclBAm-syuk/s1600-h/atwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF1LMhk5LHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/gclBAm-syuk/s320/atwood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214406622108527730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Margaret Atwood&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader:  Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A collection of isolated tales, some written in the first person, some in the third person, all contemplating life and death.  Like our memories, there are things that refuse to be forgotten, some clear and in focus as the day it happened, where at times the seemingly significant things vanish or are found only in old newspapers and fashion magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=moral+disorder+and+other+stories&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=10&amp;amp;submit.y=13&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moral Disorder and other stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/features/atwood/"&gt;Margaret Atwood at Random House Publishers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mscd.edu/%7Eatwoodso/"&gt;The Margaret Atwood Society&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="full-text-content"&gt;   &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Booklist Review:&lt;/b&gt; /*Starred Review*/   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Atwood's brilliant and bracing novels appear apace, yet it's been 15 years since her last short story collection, &lt;i&gt;Wilderness Tips&lt;/i&gt;. Atwood now returns to the form in a &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; of interconnected tales that span the life of a skeptical, stoic, &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt;-loving woman named Nell. Swooping back and forth in time and mordantly assessing everything from fashion to the counterculture to real estate, Atwood touches down to illuminate Nell at age 11, knitting furiously while awaiting the arrival of an unexpected sibling. Lizzie turns out to be an exceedingly anxious child, and their exhausted mother leans too heavily on Nell for help. At once fascinated and repelled by the domestic arts, Nell strives to remain unencumbered during her sojourns as an "itinerate brain" at various universities, fending off married academics until she finally falls for one. Tig's dreadfully imperial wife, mother of his two sons, plagues them even after they flee to a farm, where Tig and Nell live in a fever of hard work and earthy sensuousness. Atwood's meticulous stories exert a powerful centrifugal force, pulling the reader into a whirl of droll cultural analysis and provocative emotional truths. Gimlet-eyed, gingery, and impishly funny, Atwood dissects the inexorable demands of family, the persistence of sexism, the siege of old age, and the complex temperaments of other species (the story about the gift horse is to die for). Shaped by a Darwinian perspective, political astuteness, autobiographical elements, and a profound trust in literature, Atwood's stories evoke humankind's disastrous hubris and phenomenal spirit with empathy and bemusement. &lt;/p&gt;  -- &lt;i&gt;Donna Seaman&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed 08-01-2006) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 102, number 22, p6)   &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly Review: &lt;/b&gt;  An intriguing patchwork of poignant episodes, Atwood's latest set of stories (after &lt;i&gt;The Tent&lt;/i&gt;) chronicles 60 years of a Canadian family, from postwar Toronto to a farm in the present. The opening piece of this novel-in-stories is set in the present and introduces Tig and Nell, married, elderly and facing an uncertain future in a world that has become foreign and hostile. From there, the &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; casts back to an 11-year-old Nell excitedly knitting garments for her as yet unborn sister, Lizzie, and continues to trace her adolescence and young adulthood; Nell rebels against the stern conventions of her mother's Toronto household, only to rush back home at 28 to help her family deal with Lizzie's schizophrenia. After carving out a "medium-sized niche" as a freelance &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; editor, Nell meets Oona, a writer, who is bored with her marriage to Tig. Oona has been searching for someone to fill "the position of second wife," and she introduces Nell to Tig. Later in life, Nell takes care of her once vital but now ravaged-by-age parents. Though the episodic approach has its disjointed moments, Atwood provides a memorable mosaic of domestic pain and the surface tension of a troubled family. &lt;i&gt;(Sept. 19)&lt;/i&gt; --&lt;i&gt;Staff&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed July 24, 2006) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 253, issue 29,  p32)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Library Journal Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt; This collection of 11 interconnected short stories opens as a Canadian woman named Nell and her longtime partner, Gilbert (known as Tig), face aging together into an uncertain future. Subsequent tales go back into Nell's childhood???spent partly in the Canadian wilderness with her entomologist father???and proceeds through her adolescence and academic career, culminating in a series of teaching and editing positions. The stories also move through North American cities and lovers and Nell's relationship with Tig, his two adolescent sons, and their life on a farm. ???White Horse??? is a strong and evocative account of Nell's relationship with younger sister Lizzie, who is schizophrenic, and with Gladys, a white horse rescued from neglect. The final three tales, ???The Entities,??? ???The Labrador Fiasco,??? and ???The Boys at the Lab,??? bring us full circle to the themes of aging and death, as witnessed by caretakers. In these reflective selections, Atwood, one of North America's most prominent and prolific authors (e.g., &lt;i&gt;The Handmaid's Tale&lt;/i&gt;, the Booker Prize???winning &lt;i&gt;The Blind Assassin&lt;/i&gt;) turns inward, as autobiographical as she has been to date. The result is alternatively humorous and heart-wrenching, occasionally sardonic and always brutally honest in the depiction of our often contorted relationships with one another, with nature, and with ourselves. Demand will be high. Recommended for all fiction and literature collections. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ &lt;/i&gt;5/1/06.]&lt;i&gt;??? Jenn B. Stidham, Houston Community Coll.-Northeast&lt;/i&gt; --&lt;i&gt; Jenn B. Stidham&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed August 15, 2006) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 131, issue 13,  p78)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Kirkus Reviews &lt;/b&gt; /* Starred Review */ The stages of a woman's life and loves are presented in 11 elegantly linked episodes, in the Booker-winning Canadian author's latest collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atwood (The Tent, Jan. 2006, etc.) mingles omniscient with first-person narrative, moving backward and forward in time through nearly seven decades, to portray her (initially unnamed) sentient protagonist, a freelance journalist and sometime teacher whose eventual commitment to writing seems born of the secrets and evasions into which a lifetime of relationships and responsibilities propels her. We first meet her (in "The Bad News") as an elderly woman who lives with her longtime companion, Gilbert (nicknamed "Tig"), in a menacing imagined future shaped by environmental and political catastrophes and further imperiled by approaching "barbarians." Next, scenes from her childhood disclose complex feelings toward her somewhat distant mother and the younger sister (Lizzie) she's obliged to help raise, and?while garbed for Halloween as "The Headless Horseman"?resentment of Lizzie's increasingly irrational fears and mood swings. The agonies of being a sensitive teen and a socially challenged "brain" are beautifully captured in "My Last Duchess." Then, Nell (finally named, when Atwood shifts into omniscient narration) finds something less than happiness when the aforementioned Tig leaves his flamboyant, demanding wife Oona for her, and Nell's energies are subsumed for years in caring for him, his two sons, the infuriating Oona and, once again, her unstable, possibly schizophrenic sibling. The final stories are concerned with her aging parents' last days and the legacy of photographs, stories and memories that comprise her family's inchoate history and point the way toward a fulfillment perhaps implicit in the jumble of false starts and unresolved commitments that her life has hitherto been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crisp prose, vivid detail and imagery and a rich awareness of the unity of human generations, people and animals, and Nell's own exterior and inmost selves, make this one of Atwood's most accessible and engaging works yet.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, July 15, 2006)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="medium-normal"&gt;&lt;hr noshade="noshade"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-7652029488620814425?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/7652029488620814425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=7652029488620814425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7652029488620814425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7652029488620814425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/06/monday-september-8-moral-disorder-and.html' title='Monday, September 8: Moral Disorder and Other Stories'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF1LMhk5LHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/gclBAm-syuk/s72-c/atwood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-6752345129015082153</id><published>2008-06-21T14:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:54.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nieffenegger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time traveler&apos;s wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book discussions'/><title type='text'>Tuesday, August 12: The Time Traveler's Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF1KWpHzLJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tJMnRg8T-BM/s1600-h/TTTW_uk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF1KWpHzLJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tJMnRg8T-BM/s320/TTTW_uk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214405696421047442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Audrey Niffenegger&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gripping, beautiful love story with a science fiction twist.  Henry De Tamble is a Chicago librarian with "Chrono Displacement" disorder; at random times, he suddenly disappears without warning and finds himself in the past or future, usually at a time or place of importance in his life. The frustrations of being left behind, all told from the viewpoint of both Henry and Clare, make this charming novel an unforgettable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21/?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=time+traveler%27s+wife&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=ttime+traveller%27s+wife"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audreyniffenegger.com/links.htm"&gt;Links from Audrey Niffenegger's web site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="full-text-content"&gt;   &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Booklist Review:&lt;/b&gt; On the surface, Henry and Clare Detamble are a normal couple living in Chicago’s Lincoln Park neighborhood. Henry works at the Newberry Library and Clare creates abstract paper art, but the cruel reality is that Henry is a prisoner of &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;. It sweeps him back and forth at its leisure, from the present to the past, with no regard for where he is or what he is doing. It drops him naked and vulnerable into another decade, wearing an age-appropriate face. In fact, it’s not unusual for Henry to run into the other Henry and help him out of a jam. Sound unusual? Imagine Clare Detamble’s astonishment at seeing Henry dropped stark naked into her parents’ meadow when she was only six. Though, of course, until she came of age, Henry was always the perfect gentleman and gave young Clare nothing but his friendship as he dropped in and out of her life. It’s no wonder that the film rights to this hip and urban love story have been acquired.&lt;br /&gt;-- Elsa Gaztambide (&lt;i&gt;BookList&lt;/i&gt;, September 1, 2003, p59)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt; This highly original first novel won the largest advance San Francisco–based MacAdam/Cage had ever paid, and it was money well spent. Niffenegger has written a soaring love story illuminated by dozens of finely observed details and scenes, and one that skates nimbly around a huge conundrum at the heart of the &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt;: Henry De Tamble, a rather dashing librarian at the famous Newberry Library in Chicago, finds himself unavoidably whisked around in &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;. He disappears from a scene in, say, 1998 to find himself suddenly, usually without his clothes, which mysteriously disappear in transit, at an entirely different place 10 years earlier—or later. During one of these migrations, he drops in on beautiful teenage Clare Abshire, an heiress in a large house on the nearby Michigan peninsula, and a lifelong passion is born. The problem is that while Henry's age darts back and forth according to his location in &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;, Clare's moves forward in the normal manner, so the pair are often out of sync. But such is the author's tenderness with the characters, and the determinedly ungimmicky way in which she writes of their predicament (only once do they make use of Henry's foreknowledge of events to make money, and then it seems to Clare like cheating) that the &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; is much more love story than fantasy. It also has a splendidly drawn cast, from Henry's violinist father, ruined by the loss of his &lt;epkwic&gt;wife&lt;/epkwic&gt; in an accident from which Henry &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;-traveled as a child, to Clare's odd family and a multitude of Chicago bohemian friends. The couple's daughter, Alba, inherits her father's strange abilities, but this is again handled with a light touch; there's no Disney cuteness here. Henry's foreordained end is agonizing, but Niffenegger has another card up her sleeve, and plays it with poignant grace. It is a fair tribute to her skill and sensibility to say that the &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt; leaves a reader with an impression of life's riches and strangeness rather than of easy thrills. &lt;i&gt;(Sept. 9)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— &lt;i&gt;Staff&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed August 4, 2003) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 250, issue 31,  p55)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Library Journal Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt; This debut novel tells the compelling love story of artist Clare and her husband, Henry, a librarian at the Newberry Library who has an ailment called Chrono-Displaced Person (CDP), which without his control removes him to the past or the future under stressful circumstances. The clever story is told from the perspectives of Henry and Clare at various &lt;epkwic&gt;times&lt;/epkwic&gt; in their lives. Henry's &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt; travels enable him to visit Clare as a little girl and later as an aged widow and explain "how it feels to be living outside of the &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt; constraints most humans are subject to." He seeks out a doctor named Kendrik, who is unable to help him but hopes to find a cure for his daughter, Alba, who has inherited CDP. The lengthy but exciting narrative concludes tragically with Henry's foretold death during one of his &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt; travels but happily shows the timelessness of genuine love. The whole is skillfully written with a blend of distinct characters and heartfelt emotions that hopscotch through &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;, begging interpretation on many levels. Public libraries should plan on purchasing multiple copies of this highly recommended &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt;.—&lt;i&gt;David A. Beronä, Univ. of New Hampshire, Durham&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed August 15, 2003) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 128, issue 13,  p134)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Kirkus Reviews &lt;/b&gt;  Mainstreamed &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;-travel romance, cleverly executed and tastefully furnished if occasionally overwrought: a first from fine newcomer Niffenegger.  While the many iterations and loops here are intricately woven, the plot, proper, is fairly simple. Henry has a genetic condition that causes him to &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;-travel. The trips, triggered by stress, are unpredictable, and his destination is usually connected to an important event in his life, like his mother's death. Between the ages of 6 and 18, Clare, rich, talented, and beautiful, is repeatedly visited by &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;-traveling Henry, in his 30s and 40s; they're in love, and lovers, when the visits end. In Chicago, now 20, Clare spots Henry, who, at 28, has never seen her before; she explains, and they begin their contemporaneous life together, which continues until Henry dies at 43. (Clare receives one more visit in her 80s, in a moving final scene.) Henry is presented as dangerous and constantly in danger, but—until his grisly and upsetting final days—those episodes seem incidental, in part because everything is a foregone conclusion, paradox having been dismissed from the start. There's a great deal of such incident; the story could be cut by a third without losing substance. Teenaged Clare is roughly treated on a date; adult Henry beats up the lout. Clare and Henry want to be parents; after a series of heartbreaking miscarriages they have a perfect, &lt;epkwic&gt;time&lt;/epkwic&gt;-traveling child. Will Henry's secret be discovered? Henry reveals it himself. Presented as a literary novel, this is more accurately an exceedingly literate one, distinguished by the nearly constant background thrum of connoisseurship. Henry works as a rare-books librarian and recites Rilke; Clare is an avant-sculptress and papermaker; they appreciate the best of punk rock, opera, and Chicago, live in a beautiful house, and have better sex than you.  A Love Story for educated, upper-middle-class tastes; with a movie sale to Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston, it could have some of that long-ago &lt;epkwic&gt;book&lt;/epkwic&gt;'s commercial potential, too.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, August 1, 2003)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="medium-normal"&gt;&lt;hr noshade="noshade"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-6752345129015082153?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/6752345129015082153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=6752345129015082153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6752345129015082153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/6752345129015082153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/06/tuesday-august-12-time-travelers-wife.html' title='Tuesday, August 12: The Time Traveler&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF1KWpHzLJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tJMnRg8T-BM/s72-c/TTTW_uk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-5571040423372723632</id><published>2008-06-21T11:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:54.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, July 15: A Thousand Splendid Suns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF0y5-saO-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/X5u1cc120cQ/s1600-h/big1594489505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF0y5-saO-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/X5u1cc120cQ/s320/big1594489505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214379915228101602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;by Kh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aled Hosseini&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the author of The Kite Runner, the setting is yet again Afghanistan.  This is a heart-stopping, harrowing story of two women whose lives are joined unexpectedly together in war-torn Afghanistan under Taliban rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search/a?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=thousand+splendid+suns&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;submit.x=16&amp;amp;submit.y=18&amp;amp;submit=Submit"&gt;Reserve your copy of A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.khaledhosseini.com/"&gt;Khaled Hosseini's Web Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews (from &lt;a href="http://search.ebscohost.com/Login.aspx?CUSTID=NASSAU&amp;amp;PROFILE=NOVELIST&amp;amp;lp=cpidlogin.asp?custid=NASSAU&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Ehwpl%2Eorg%2Fpage3%2Ehtml&amp;amp;authtype=cpid"&gt;Novelist Database&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booklist Review:&lt;/b&gt; /*Starred Review*/  Hosseini's follow-up to his best-selling debut, &lt;i&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/i&gt; (2003) views the plight of Afghanistan during the last half-century through the eyes of two women. Mariam is the illegitimate daughter of a maid and a businessman, who is given away in marriage at 15 to Rasheed, a man three times her age; their union is not a loving one. Laila is born to educated, liberal parents in Kabul the night the Communists take over Afghanistan. Adored by her father but neglected in favor of her older brothers by her mother, Laila finds her true love early on in Tariq, a thoughtful, chivalrous boy who lost a leg in an explosion. But when tensions between the Communists and the &lt;i&gt;mujahideen&lt;/i&gt; make the city unsafe, Tariq and his family flee to Pakistan. A devastating tragedy brings Laila to the house of Rasheed and Mariam, where she is forced to make a horrific choice to secure her future. At the heart of the novel is the bond between Mariam and Laila, two very different women brought together by dire circumstances. Unimaginably tragic, Hosseini's magnificent second novel is a sad and beautiful testament to both Afghani suffering and strength. Readers who lost themselves in &lt;i&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/i&gt; will not want to miss this unforgettable follow-up.  -- &lt;i&gt;Kristine Huntley&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed 03-01-2007) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 103, number 13, p39) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt;  Afghan-American novelist Hosseini follows up his bestselling &lt;i&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/i&gt; with another searing epic of Afghanistan in turmoil. The story covers three decades of anti-Soviet jihad, civil war and Taliban tyranny through the lives of two women. Mariam is the scorned illegitimate daughter of a wealthy businessman, forced at age 15 into marrying the 40-year-old Rasheed, who grows increasingly brutal as she fails to produce a child. Eighteen later, Rasheed takes another wife, 14-year-old Laila, a smart and spirited girl whose only other options, after her parents are killed by rocket fire, are prostitution or starvation. Against a backdrop of unending war, Mariam and Laila become allies in an asymmetrical battle with Rasheed, whose violent misogyny???"There was no cursing, no screaming, no pleading, no surprised yelps, only the systematic business of beating and being beaten"???is endorsed by custom and law. Hosseini gives a forceful but nuanced portrait of a patriarchal despotism where women are agonizingly dependent on fathers, husbands and especially sons, the bearing of male children being their sole path to social status. His tale is a powerful, harrowing depiction of Afghanistan, but also a lyrical evocation of the lives and enduring hopes of its resilient characters. &lt;i&gt;(May)&lt;/i&gt; --&lt;i&gt;Staff&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed February 26, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 254, issue 9,  p52)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Library Journal Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt; Raised in poverty by her unwed epileptic mother and married off early by the rich, elegant father who has always kept her at arm's length, Mariam would seem to have little in common with well-educated and comfortably raised young Laila. Yet their lives intertwine dramatically in this affecting new novel from the author of &lt;i&gt;The Kite Runner&lt;/i&gt;, who proves that one &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; write a successful follow-up after debuting with a phenomenal best seller. As Mariam settles in Kabul with her abusive cobbler husband, smart student Laila falls in love with friend Tariq. But she loses her brothers in the resistance to Soviet dominion and her parents in a bombing just as the family prepares to flee the awful violence. Simply to survive, she becomes the second wife of Mariam's husband and is bitterly resented by the older woman until they are able to form the bond that serves as the heart of this novel. Then the Taliban arrive. Hosseini deftly sketches the history of his native land in the late 20th century while also delivering a sensitive and utterly persuasive dual portrait. His writing is simple and unadorned, but his story is heartbreaking. Highly recommended. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt; &lt;epkwic&gt;1&lt;/epkwic&gt;/07.]&lt;b&gt;???Barbara Hoffert, Library Journal&lt;/b&gt; --&lt;i&gt;Barbara Hoffert&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed March 15, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 132, issue 5,  p58)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="body-paragraph"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Kirkus Reviews &lt;/b&gt; /* Starred Review */ This Afghan-American author follows his debut (The Kite Runner, 2003) with a fine risk-taking novel about two victimized but courageous Afghan women.  Mariam is a bastard. Her mother was a housekeeper for a rich businessman in Herat, Afghanistan, until he impregnated and banished her. Mariam's childhood ended abruptly when her mother hanged herself. Her father then married off the 15-year-old to Rasheed, a 40ish shoemaker in Kabul, hundreds of miles away. Rasheed is a deeply conventional man who insists that Mariam wear a burqa, though many women are going uncovered (it's 1974). Mariam lives in fear of him, especially after numerous miscarriages. In 1987, the story switches to a neighbor, nine-year-old Laila, her playmate Tariq and her parents. It's the eighth year of Soviet occupation—bad for the nation, but good for women, who are granted unprecedented freedoms. Kabul's true suffering begins in 1992. The Soviets have gone, and rival warlords are tearing the city apart. Before he leaves for Pakistan, Tariq and Laila make love; soon after, her parents are killed by a rocket. The two storylines merge when Rasheed and Mariam shelter the solitary Laila. Rasheed has his own agenda; the 14-year-old will become his second wife, over Mariam's objections, and give him an heir, but to his disgust Laila has a daughter, Aziza; in time, he'll realize Tariq is the father. The heart of the novel is the gradual bonding between the girl-mother and the much older woman. Rasheed grows increasingly hostile, even frenzied, after an escape by the women is foiled. Relief comes when Laila gives birth to a boy, but it's short-lived. The Taliban are in control; women must stay home; Rasheed loses his business; they have no food; Aziza is sent to an orphanage. The dramatic final section includes a murder and an execution. Despite all the pain and heartbreak, the novel is never depressing; Hosseini barrels through each grim development unflinchingly, seeking illumination.  Another artistic triumph, and surefire bestseller, for this fearless writer.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, March &lt;epkwic&gt;1&lt;/epkwic&gt;, 2007)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="medium-normal"&gt;&lt;hr noshade="noshade"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-5571040423372723632?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/5571040423372723632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=5571040423372723632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/5571040423372723632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/5571040423372723632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/06/tuesday-july-15-thousand-splendid-suns.html' title='Tuesday, July 15: A Thousand Splendid Suns'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SF0y5-saO-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/X5u1cc120cQ/s72-c/big1594489505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-7791554063444846354</id><published>2008-05-07T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:54.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June 16: The Light of Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SCIAc3p1edI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jAaJfP4Ad08/s1600-h/light-of-evening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SCIAc3p1edI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jAaJfP4Ad08/s320/light-of-evening.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197717415914731986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by Edna O'Brien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussion leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plot Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;  From her Dublin hospital bed, an ailing elderly woman recalls the important events and people of her life, from her emigration to America in the 1920s, to her Irish marriage, to motherhood, as she awaits a visit from her estranged daughter, Eleanora.  (NoveList database)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21/?searchtype=Y&amp;amp;searcharg=evening+and+o%27brien%2C+edna&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;sortdropdown=-&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=Yevening+and+o%27brien%2C+edna%26SORT%3DD"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Light of Evening &lt;/span&gt;by Edna O'Brien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.kirjasto.sci.fi/eobrien.htm"&gt;Biography of Edna O'Brien&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reviews for this title:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Publishers Weekly Review&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: /* Starred Review */       In her 20th work of fiction, O'Brien meditates with haunting lyricism on the lure of home and the compulsion to leave. Dilly, 78 and widowed, lies in a Catholic hospital in rural Ireland waiting for her elder daughter, Eleanora, to arrive at her bedside. In gorgeous stream-of-consciousness from the masterful O'Brien (Lantern Slides), Dilly recalls her early years as well as decades of misunderstanding and conflict with Eleanora. Dilly's past unfolds in fits and starts: she leaves her mother behind in a small village in Ireland to seek a better life in 1920s Brooklyn, returning after a failed affair and the death of her brother, Michael. She promptly marries the rich Cornelius; they settle at Rusheen, his dilapidated family estate, and have two children. For Eleanora's story, O'Brien shifts to the third person: the daughter moves to England, marries an older novelist and begins a successful career as a writer before divorcing him and embarking on a series of affairs with married men, a life that Dilly both envies and scorns. The award-winning O'Brien evokes the cruelty of estrangement while allowing her characters to remain sympathetic and giving them real voice. (Oct.) --Staff (Reviewed June 26, 2006) (Publishers Weekly, vol 253, issue 26, p26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Library Journal Review&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:      A celebrated Irish author with 18 works of fiction (e.g., Night; Lantern Slides) to her credit, O'Brien here weaves strands of an Irish countrywoman's life, most compellingly when following Dilly's temporary immigration to New York. There, readers encounter a dazzling comic passage paying homage to James Joyce's famous Christmas dinner scene in the short story ???The Dead.??? The book's second half takes a semiautobiographical turn, following Dilly's daughter Eleanora from her rural Irish childhood, through her disastrous marriage to a foreigner of whom her family disapproves, and eventually to her development into a controversial writer who lives abroad but never leaves the subject of her Irish homeland far behind. Past and present interweave, as letters and journal entries detail an intricate Celtic knot of a mother/daughter relationship, relaying love, worry, disappointment, and agonizing miscomprehensions. But while the author writes lyrically with great narrative skill and the psychological acuity her fans expect, this tale of the convoluted bonds between mother and daughter is ultimately a bit too long and overwrought to match the best of her work. For larger collections. [See Prepub Alert, LJ 6/15/06.]???Laurie Sullivan, Sage Group International, Nashville --Laurie Sullivan (Reviewed August 15, 2006) (Library Journal, vol 131, issue 13, p72)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;      A novel of powerful, complicated emotions and rapturous writing suffers from its plot's soap-opera sentimentality.O'Brien (Wild Decembers, 2000, etc.) shows how much of herself she has invested in this material in the book's dedication: "For My Mother and My Motherland." Languishing on her deathbed from a disease she has done her best to deny, Delia "Dilly" Macready comes to terms with her life in general and her relationship with her daughter in particular. That daughter, Eleanora, is a novelist who long ago departed her native Ireland for London, where she has become successful and notorious by writing books that scandalize those she left behind, blurring the lines between life and art, memory and invention. Thus the novel encourages the reader to identify Eleanora with the London-based author, whose work has generated controversy in her homeland (and who drops the third-person references to the "E" character for the first-person "I" in the novel's final stages). Yet the story belongs to Dilly, and only she comes fully alive within these pages. The richest section recounts Eleanora's young adulthood in America, after she had left her mother for the promise of a new world, only to find that her nationality and inexperience have consigned her to maid's work. It is there that she meets the man she will love for the rest of her life, though circumstances and miscommunication have her return home and marry a dutiful Irishman. Her two children are even less lucky in love, as Eleanora, whose true passion is literature, marries and divorces an older, domineering man with no redeeming qualities (leaving the reader to wonder what she ever saw in him), and her henpecked brother and shrewish wife scheme to inherit Dilly's once prosperous property.Through the twists of blood ties, O'Brien explores the profound ambivalence of the mother-daughter relationship, but the land and the climate seem more fully developed as characters than do many of the one-dimensional humans. (Kirkus Reviews, July 15, 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This material is copyrighted. Text may not be copied without the express written permission of the publisher except for the imprint of the video screen content or via the output options of the EBSCOhost software. Text is intended solely for the use of the individual user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-7791554063444846354?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/7791554063444846354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=7791554063444846354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7791554063444846354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/7791554063444846354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/05/june-16-light-of-evening.html' title='June 16: The Light of Evening'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/SCIAc3p1edI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jAaJfP4Ad08/s72-c/light-of-evening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-1411912874301107547</id><published>2008-03-04T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:54.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, May 5: The Death of Vishnu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R83gusvEInI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4232ZJ7A6RA/s1600-h/vishnu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174038639805735538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R83gusvEInI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4232ZJ7A6RA/s320/vishnu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by Manil Suri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discussion leader: Ellen Getreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As Vishnu lies dying on the staircase he inhabits, his neighbors argue over who will pay for an ambulance. Each neighbor has his or her own drama: Mr. Jalal is searching for higher meaning; Vinod Taneja longs for the wife he lost; and Kavita Asrani is planning to elope. This story becomes a metaphor for the social and religious divisions of contemporary India, and Vishnu's ascent of the staircase parallels the soul's progress through the various stages of existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21/?searchtype=t&amp;amp;searcharg=death+of+vishnu&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;sortdropdown=-&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;extended=0&amp;amp;SUBMIT=Search&amp;amp;searchlimits=&amp;amp;searchorigarg=tdeath+of+vishnu"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reserve your copy of The Death of Vishnu by Manil Suri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Glossary of Indian terms (copyright from the 2008 Harper First Perennial edition) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nassaulibrary.org/hewlett/dov1.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Page 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nassaulibrary.org/hewlett/dov2.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Page 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nassaulibrary.org/hewlett/dov3.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Page 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reviews for this Title:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Booklist &lt;/span&gt;Review: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suri, a mathematics professor at the University of Maryland, has entered the realm of literature with assurance, agile humor, and an impressive breadth of social and religious concerns. His first novel, set in Bombay, the city of his birth, conjures a beehive-busy microcosm within the walls of an apartment building. Two Hindu families bicker about water and ghee; a Muslim household is pitched into confusion when its mild-mannered patriarch turns fanatic in his pursuit of enlightenment; a Hindu girl and Muslim boy imagine that they’re in love; and Vishnu, the drunk who sleeps on the first-floor landing, drifts peacefully toward death. As he lies dreaming about love, his childhood, and his divine namesake, his neighbors fret over their tired marriages, knotty questions of status and faith, and responsibility for Vishnu. The gospel of the movies is just as influential as the Koran and the Bhagavad Gita in Suri’s tenderly comic, wryly metaphysical, and hugely entertaining tale, in which profound longings for romance and deliverance shape even the most modest (perhaps the most precious) of lives. (Reviewed November 15, 2000) -- Donna Seaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publishers Weekly Review&lt;/span&gt;: Visualizing a village, a hotel or an apartment building as a microcosm of society is not a new concept to writers, but few have invested their fiction with such luminous language, insight into character and grasp of cultural construct as Suri does in his debut. The inhabitants of a small apartment building in Bombay are motivated by concerns ranging from social status to spiritual transcendence while their alcoholic houseboy, Vishnu, lies dying on the staircase landing. During a span of 24 hours, Vishnu's body becomes the fulcrum for a series of crises, some tragic, some farcical, that reflect both the folly and nobility of human conduct. To the perpetually quarreling first-floor tenants, Mrs. Pathak and Mrs. Asrani, Vishnu is a recipient of grudging charity and casual calumny; each justifies her refusal to pay for his hospitalization. Though locked in perpetual bickering, the women are united in their prejudice against their upstairs neighbors, the Jahals, who are Muslims. While Mr. Jahal seeks to test his intellectual agnosticism by seeking spiritual enlightenment, his son, Samil, and the Asranis' spoiled, willful daughter, Kavita, prepare to defy their families by running away together. On the third floor, reclusive widower Vinod Taneja still mourns his young wife, Sheetal; their story of tentative love blossoming into deep devotion and truncated by early death is an exquisite cameo of a marital relationship. Interspersed are Vishnu's lyrically rendered thoughts as his soul leaves his body and begins a slow ascent of the apartment stairs, rising through the stages of existence as he relives memories of his gentle mother and his passion for the prostitute Padmina. Suril has a discerning eye for human foibles, an empathetic knowledge of domestic interaction and an instinctive understanding of the caste-nuanced traditions of Indian society. The excesses of life in that country--the oppressive heat, the mixture of superstitions and religious fanaticism, the social cruelty--permeate the atmospheric narrative. By turns charming and funny, searing and poignant, dramatic and farcical, this fluid novel is an irresistible blend of realism, mysticism and religious metaphor, a parable of the universal conditions of human life. Agent, Nicole Aragi. (Jan.) Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Library Journal Review:&lt;/span&gt; The lives and loves of residents of an apartment house in Bombay unfold as Vishnu, a drunk, lies dying on the steps that serve as his home. As his neighbors argue over the cost of an ambulance, the sick man drifts in and out of consciousness, reflecting on the meaning of his life. The well-developed and often humorous characters who make up the world of the building include the Pathaks and Asranis, whose difficult wives begrudgingly share a kitchen; the Asranis' lovesick teenaged daughter, Kavita, who plans to run away with her Muslim boyfriend; and Mr. Taneja, who still mourns the loss of his spouse years earlier. This nicely paced narrative is full of Hindu mythology, and, as Vishnu nears death, the belief that he might be a god causes a disturbing confrontation. The author of this radiant first novel is a mathematics professor at the University of Maryland. Recommended for all public libraries. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 9/15/00.]--Cathleen A. Towey, Port Washington P.L., NY Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/span&gt; Indian-born Suri's imaginative first novel, set in and near a volatile Bombay apartment building, employs the figure of a drunken handyman as the catalyst for a linked series of charmingly improbable seriocomic catastrophes.The eponymous Vishnu lies crumpled in a stuporous heap on a landing just outside his door. Scandalized neighbors throw covers over his offending carcass, checking occasionally for a pulse, or telltale snores. The life of the building at first proceeds pretty much as always: fastidious Mrs. Asrani and stolid Mrs. Pathak bicker over privileges abused in their communal kitchen, while their weary husbands attempt to keep the peace. Snooty Mrs. Jaiswal disapproves of everybody; reclusive widower Mr. Taneja warily emerges from his shell; devout Mrs. Jalal fears for her unbeliever husband Ahmed's soul—and really despairs when Ahmed envisions Vishnu in the figure of his namesake deity ("with fire and smoke, and more heads than I could count"). Furthermore, the Jalals' gorgeous daughter Kavati plans to elude an arranged marriage by eloping with the Asranis' prematurely jaded son Salim—unless she becomes a film star instead. Meanwhile, Vishnu's disorderly dreams revisit his chaotic past (notably his obsession with Padmini, a dictatorial prostitute with expensive tastes), and extend to a delirium presumably derived from half-overheard conversations: he decides he has become the god Vishnu. This transformation creates insoluble problems when his neighbors finally call an ambulance to remove him, and the slumberer "becomes" the last of Vishnu's traditional avatars: Kalki the destroyer. Suri plots it all beautifully, and his suggestible characters' varied eccentricities and delusions are often very funny indeed. But the crazy-quilt inner life of (the mortal) Vishnu seems essentially unrelated to their lives, as if it belongs to another novel that Suri hasn't yet written.An amalgam of early Naipaul and R.K. Narayan, with just a whiff of Kosinski's Being There. A highly likable, if oddly conceived and assembled, debut novel. (Kirkus Reviews, November 15, 2000)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-1411912874301107547?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/1411912874301107547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=1411912874301107547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/1411912874301107547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/1411912874301107547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/03/death-of-vishnu.html' title='Monday, May 5: The Death of Vishnu'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R83gusvEInI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4232ZJ7A6RA/s72-c/vishnu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-284422120784792666</id><published>2008-03-03T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:57.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, April 7: Aloft</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R9VZId3sX5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4ViNyppJwAA/s1600-h/Aloft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176141348724301714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R9VZId3sX5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4ViNyppJwAA/s320/Aloft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by Chang-rae Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A visit from his daughter and her fiancé from Oregon prompts Jerry Battle to reassess his life, his relationships, and his disengagement from those around him, as he reflects on his success and his love of flying solo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R9VV3N3sX2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/whMDbb33bF4/s1600-h/lireadslogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176137753836674914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R9VV3N3sX2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/whMDbb33bF4/s200/lireadslogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;See the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.longislandreads.org/AloftReadersGuide08.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Readers' Guide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;for Aloft at &lt;a href="http://www.longislandreads.org/"&gt;Long Island Reads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Long Island Reads is an Island-wide reading initiative. Each Spring, people in Nassau and Suffolk come together to read the same book, participate in discussions of the selection, and enjoy related events in public libraries. The program takes place in April; many events take place during National Library Week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Long Island Reads is an Island-wide reading initiative sponsored by the Nassau Library System and Suffolk Cooperative Library System&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R9VYgt3sX4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ksrrRIwgTC4/s1600-h/aliscat.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176140665824501634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R9VYgt3sX4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ksrrRIwgTC4/s200/aliscat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alisweb.org/search~S21?/Yaloft+and+lee&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;SORT=D/Yaloft+and+lee&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;SUBKEY=aloft%20and%20lee/1%2C4%2C4%2CB/frameset&amp;amp;FF=Yaloft+and+lee&amp;amp;searchscope=21&amp;amp;SORT=D&amp;amp;1%2C1%2C"&gt;Reserve your copy of Aloft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reviews for this Title:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booklist Review: At 59, Jerry Battle takes great comfort in the orderliness of the aerial view as he flies his small plane above Long Island, where his Italian American family has run a landscape business for generations, and the fact is, Jerry is always somewhat airborne. He suppresses his feelings, avoids confrontation, and, although he's physically present for his still-virile elderly father and his adult children, he is always out of reach. But gravity is a relentless force, and over the course of just a few months, Jerry is pulled inexorably into a snarl of family catastrophes, reaping the consequences of his indifference toward the family business, his inability to come to terms with his wife's death, and his failure to ask the woman he loves, Rita, to marry him, even though she essentially raised his son, Jack, whose questionable financial shenanigans will destroy the family business, and his daughter, Theresa, whose progressive views evaporate in the face of her cruel fate: she's diagnosed with cancer at the same time she gets pregnant. Lee follows the stunning A Gesture Life (1999) with a brilliant and candid parsing of the dynamics of a family of mixed heritage--Jerry's wife was Korean, as is Theresa's intended, and Rita is Puerto Rican--while simultaneously offering a ribald look at male sexuality, a charming celebration of the solace of good food, and a sagacious and bitingly funny critique of our times. There is no escape, Lee reminds us, no rising above. We have no choice but to cope with fleshy, chaotic, and bittersweet life right here on earth. -- Donna Seaman (BookList, 12-01-2003, p627)&lt;br /&gt;Publishers Weekly Review: /* Starred Review */ Lee's third novel (after Native Speaker and A Gesture Life) approaches the problems of race and belonging in America from a new angle—the perspective of Jerry Battle, the semiretired patriarch of a well-off (and mostly white) Long Island family. Sensitive but emotionally detached, Jerry escapes by flying solo in his small plane even as he ponders his responsibilities to his loved ones: his irascible father, Hank, stewing in a retirement home; his son, Jack, rashly expanding the family landscaping business; Jerry's graduate student daughter, Theresa, engaged to Asian-American writer Paul and pregnant but ominously secretive; and Jerry's long-time Puerto Rican girlfriend, Rita, who has grown tired of two decades of aloofness and left him for a wealthy lawyer. Jack and Theresa's mother was Jerry's Korean-American wife, Daisy, who drowned in the swimming pool after a struggle with mental illness when Jack and Theresa were children, and Theresa's angry postcolonial take on ethnicity and exploitation is met by Jerry's slightly bewildered efforts to understand his place in a new America. Jerry's efforts to win back Rita, Theresa's failing health and Hank's rebellion against his confinement push the meandering narrative along, but the novel's real substance comes from the rich, circuitous paths of Jerry's thoughts—about family history and contemporary culture—as his family draws closer in a period of escalating crisis. Lee's poetic prose sits well in the mouth of this aging Italian-American whose sentences turn unexpected corners. Though it sometimes seems that Lee may be trying to embody too many aspects of 21st-century American life in these individuals, Jerry's humble and skeptical voice and Lee's genuine compassion for his compromised characters makes for a truly moving story about a modern family. Agent, Amanda Urban. Foreign rights sold in France, Germany, Holland and the U.K. (Mar.) — Staff (Reviewed March 1, 2004) (Publishers Weekly, vol 251, issue 9, p51)&lt;br /&gt;Library Journal Review: In his third novel (after Native Speaker and A Gesture Life), Lee applies his remarkable storytelling skills to create a monstrous first-person narrator. Not that retired Long Island businessman and part-time travel agent Jerry Battle is a murderer, sexual predator, or any sort of criminal according to law. However, his defect is both serious and destructive: he is an emotional miser, distancing himself from others and keeping himself above the risks of emotional involvement. Not completely without insight, Jerry recognizes the irony and symbolism of his favorite pastime, soaring solo in his private plane—but only in clear weather. He could not be less prepared when virtually every element of his personal life goes haywire simultaneously: his longtime lover walks out, his dad disappears from an assisted-living home, his son dangerously overextends the family landscaping firm, and his pregnant daughter contracts a terminal illness. Jerry's graceless yet sometimes endearing attempts to cope with these disasters (and their attendant reminders of the bizarre death, decades before, of his beautiful Korean American wife) round out a masterly portrait of a disaffected personality. Unfortunately, the other characters, seen solely from Jerry's self-absorbed viewpoint, are often little more than two-dimensional foils for Jerry's worries and obsessions. Still, Lee's radiant writing style will please fans of his earlier fiction, and the plot will interest readers who liked Louis Begley's About Schmidt. Recommended for larger collections. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 11/1/03.]—Starr E. Smith, Fairfax Cty. P.L., VA (Reviewed February 1, 2004) (Library Journal, vol 129, issue 2, p124)&lt;br /&gt;Kirkus Reviews /* Starred Review */ An introspective widower rises above his "habit/condition of disbelieving the Real"—in this generously ruminative third novel.Its predecessors (Native Speaker, 1995; A Gesture Life, 1999) explored the comedy and pathos of assimilation into American culture with a compassionate precision here lavished on almost-60 Jerry Battle (born "Battaglia"), whom we first meet "aloft," in the small private plane to which he retreats from quotidian pressures. Not unlike the transplanted Asians of Lee's earlier books, he's an ingredient in a rich multiethnic mix. Since the drowning death (in the family pool) of his Korean-American wife Daisy 20 years earlier, Jerry has had a gratifying affair with Puerto Rican beauty Rita Reyes, now his ex—and maintained close if wary relationships with his son Jack (who runs, and has significantly expanded the Battles' landscaping business) and daughter Theresa, a literature professor engaged to, and pregnant by, Asian-American writer Paul Pyun. What energizes Lee's very deliberately paced fiction is the accretion of detail with which his closely observed characters' shared and separate experiences and worlds are created. We feel we know everything about decent, caring Jerry (still hungry for life—and quite reminiscent of several John Updike narrators), gutsy Theresa (whose serious illness threatens her pregnancy and her life), Paul's quiet strength, Rita's spirited independence, Jack's frustrating combination of profligacy and resilience, and—in a triumphant characterization—Jerry's ornery octogenarian father Hank, too alive to be contained by the assisted living center where he reluctantly resides or by Jerry's disapproving concern. Aloft's muted conclusion contrasts tellingly with its opening image, as Jerry hunkers down in the hole dug for a new pool, at peace with his "finally examined and thus remorseful life . . . [and resolved that] I'll go solo no more, no more."Beautiful writing, richly drawn characters, and a powerful sense of life enduring in spite of all. A fine and very moving performance. (Kirkus Reviews, December 15, 2003)&lt;br /&gt;Features about this author or title:&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;Book Discussion Guide - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://novelst4.epnet.com/NovApp/novelist/results.aspx?sid=D8FB3D7D-2582-4479-B5CF-4EBA4646091A%40sessionmgr7&amp;amp;control=tr&amp;amp;rid=411090&amp;amp;level=1&amp;amp;from=detail"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aloft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-284422120784792666?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/284422120784792666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=284422120784792666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/284422120784792666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/284422120784792666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/03/monday-april-7-aloft.html' title='Monday, April 7: Aloft'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R9VZId3sX5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/4ViNyppJwAA/s72-c/Aloft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-5547453353177094068</id><published>2008-02-14T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:26:58.004-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='novels'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chabon'/><title type='text'>March 3:  The Yiddish Policemen's Union</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R7SxJmReA8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/JfHeXLHcQXY/s1600-h/9780007149827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R7SxJmReA8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/JfHeXLHcQXY/s400/9780007149827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166949450951558082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;by Michael Chabon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Discussion leader: Candace Plotsker-Herman&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sixty years, Jewish refugees and their descendants have prospered in the Federal District of Sitka, a "temporary" safe haven created in the wake of revelations of the Holocaust and the shocking 1948 collapse of the fledgling state of Israel.  For sixty years they have been left alone, neglected and half-forgotten in a backwater of history.  Now the District is set to revert to Alaskan control, once again history threatens to sweep them up and carry them off into the unknown.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;A gripping whodunit, a love story, an homage to 1940s noir, and an exploration of the mysteries of exile and redemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R7S5yWReA9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/H7pfD5Kc3f0/s1600-h/Girl_computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 67px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R7S5yWReA9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/H7pfD5Kc3f0/s200/Girl_computer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166958947124249554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alisweb.org/search%7ES21?/tyiddish+policemen%27s+union/tyiddish+policemens+union/1%2C2%2C4%2CB/exact&amp;amp;FF=tyiddish+policemens+union+a+novel&amp;amp;1%2C2%2C/indexsort=-"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reserve your copy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Yiddish Policemen's Union&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviews:&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Booklist Review:&lt;/b&gt; /*Starred Review*/  Like Haruki Murakami in &lt;i&gt;Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World&lt;/i&gt; (1991), Chabon plays with the conventions of the Chandlerian private-eye novel, but that's only one ingredient in an epic-scale alternate-history saga of Jewish life since World War II. The premise draws on an obscure historical fact: FDR once proposed that Alaska, not Israel, become the homeland for Jews after the war. In Chabon's telling, that's exactly what happened, except, inevitably, it hasn't gone as planned: the U.S. government now has enacted a policy that will evict all Jews without proper papers from Sitka, the center of Jewish Alaska. In the midst of this nightmare, browbeaten police detective Meyer Landsman investigates the murder of a heroin-addicted chess prodigy who happens to be the disgraced son of Sitka's most powerful rabbi. No one wants this case solved, from Landsman's boss (his ex-wife, Bina) to the FBI, but our Yiddish Marlowe keeps digging, uncovering apocalypse in the making. Chabon manipulates his bulging plot masterfully, but what makes the novel soar is its humor and humanity. Even without grasping all the Yiddish wordplay that seasons the delectable prose, readers will fall headlong into the alternate universe of Chabon's Sitka, where black humor is a kind of antifreeze necessary to support life. And when Meyer, in the end, must «weigh the fates of the Jews, of the Arabs, of the whole unblessed and homeless planet» against a promise made to a grieving mother, it's clear that this parallel world smells a lot like home. Chabon's &lt;i&gt;Amazing Adventures of Kavalier &amp;amp; Clay&lt;/i&gt; ran the book-award table in 2000, and this one just may be its equal.  -- &lt;i&gt;Bill Ott&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed 03-01-2007) (&lt;i&gt;Booklist&lt;/i&gt;, vol 103, number 13, p38) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Publishers Weekly Review: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reviewed by&lt;/i&gt; Jess Walter  They are the "frozen Chosen," two million people living, dying and kvetching in Sitka, Alaska, the temporary homeland established for displaced World War II Jews in Chabon's ambitious and entertaining new novel. It is -- deep breath now -- a murder-mystery speculative-history Jewish-identity noir chess thriller, so perhaps it's no surprise that, in the back half of the book, the moving parts become unwieldy; Chabon is juggling narrative chainsaws here.The novel begins the same way that Philip Roth launched &lt;i&gt;The Plot Against America&lt;/i&gt;   -- with a fascinating historical footnote: what if, as Franklin Roosevelt proposed on the eve of World War II, a temporary Jewish settlement had been established on the Alaska panhandle? Roosevelt's plan went nowhere, but Chabon runs the idea into the present, back-loading his tale with a haunting history. Israel failed to get a foothold in the Middle East, and since the Sitka solution was only temporary, Alaskan Jews are about to lose their cold homeland. The book's timeless refrain: "It's a strange time to be a Jew."Into this world arrives Chabon's Chandler-ready hero, Meyer Landsman, a drunken rogue cop who wakes in a flophouse to find that one of his neighbors has been murdered. With his half-Tlingit, half-Jewish partner and his sexy-tough boss, who happens also to be his ex-wife, Landsman investigates a fascinating underworld of Orthodox black-hat gangs and crime-lord rabbis. Chabon's "Alyeska" is an act of fearless imagination, more evidence of the soaring talent of his previous genre-blender, the Pulitzer Prize-winning &lt;i&gt;The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay&lt;/i&gt;.Eventually, however, Chabon's homage to noir feels heavy-handed, with too many scenes of snappy tough-guy banter and too much of the kind of elaborate thriller plotting that requires long explanations and offscreen conspiracies.Chabon can certainly write noir???or whatever else he wants; his recent Sherlock Holmes novel, &lt;i&gt;The Final Solution&lt;/i&gt;, was lovely, even if the &lt;i&gt;New York Times Book Review&lt;/i&gt; sniffed its surprise that the mystery novel would "appeal to the real writer." Should any other snobs mistake Chabon for anything less than a real writer, this book offers new evidence of his peerless storytelling and style. Characters have skin "as pale as a page of commentary" and rough voices "like an onion rolling in a bucket." It's a solid performance that would have been even better with a little more Yiddish and a little less police. &lt;i&gt;(May)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jess Walter was a finalist for the 2006 National Book Award for&lt;/i&gt; The Zero &lt;i&gt;and the winner of the 2006 Edgar Award for best novel for&lt;/i&gt; Citizen Vince&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Staff&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed March 5, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Publishers Weekly&lt;/i&gt;, vol 254, issue 10,  p34)&lt;/span&gt;   --&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Library Journal Review: /* Starred Review */ &lt;/b&gt; What's washed-up cop Meyer Landsman to do when a heroin-addicted, chess-crazed denizen of the dump where he lives gets plugged in the head? He's going to find the killer, and to that end he calls in his partner (and cousin) Berko Shemets, a bear of a man who's also half-Tlingit because, you see, this is Alaska? In this wildly inventive blackest of black comedies, the Pulitzer Prize-winning Chabon (&lt;i&gt;The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; Clay&lt;/i&gt;) imagines that after World War II Roosevelt decreed the yet-to-be-50th state the homeland of the Jews. Years have passed, and the Jews have settled in very nicely, thank you, re-creating the aura of the Mitteleuropa they've lost though the black-hatted, ultra-orthodox Bobovers turn out to be real thugs. The meddling of our two boys leads them straight to powerful and dangerous Bobover leader Rebbe Gold and eventually to a plot aimed at the reclamation of Israel. It also leads them into plenty of hot water with the top brass, including their new boss???Meyer's ex-wife, Bina. Raucous, acidulous, decidedly impolite, yet stylistically arresting, this book is bloody brilliant???and if it's way over the top, that's what makes Chabon such a great writer. Highly recommended. [See Prepub Alert, &lt;i&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;   Barbara Hoffert, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt; --&lt;i&gt;Barbara Hoffert&lt;/i&gt; (Reviewed March 1, 2007) (&lt;i&gt;Library Journal&lt;/i&gt;, vol 132, issue 4,  p68)&lt;/span&gt; 1/07.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kirkus Reviews &lt;/b&gt; /* Starred Review */ Imagine a mutant strain of Dashiell Hammett crossed with Isaac Bashevis Singer, as one of the most imaginative contemporary novelists extends his fascination with classic pulp.  The Pulitzer Prize–winning author (The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier &amp;amp; Clay, 2000, etc.) returns with an alternate-history novel that succeeds as both a hardboiled detective story and a softhearted romance. In the aftermath of World War II, a Jewish homeland has been established in Alaska rather than Israel. Amid the mean streets of Sitka, the major city, Detective Meyer Landsman lives in a seedy flophouse, where alcohol has dulled his investigative instincts. His marriage to his beloved Bina couldn't survive an aborted pregnancy, after tests showed the possibility of birth defects. He also hasn't gotten over the death of his younger sister, a pilot whose plane crashed. He finds his sense of mission renewed when there's a murder in the hotel where he lives. The deceased was a heroin-addicted chess player, his slaying seemingly without motive. There's an urgency to Landsman's investigation, because the Promised Land established by the Alaskan Settlement Act is only a 50-year rental, with Jews expected to go elsewhere when the "Reversion" takes place two months hence. Thus, Landsman must solve the case before he loses his job and his home, a challenge complicated by the reappearance of his ex-wife, appointed chief of police during this transition before the Reversion. In her attempts to leave a clean slate, will she help her former husband or thwart him? Adding to the intrigue are a cult of extremists led by a gangster rabbi, a possibility that the death of Landsman's sister wasn't an accident and a conspiracy led by the U.S. government. "These are strange times to be a Jew," say various characters, like a Greek chorus, though the novel suggests that all times are strange times to be a Jew.  A page-turning noir, with a twist of Yiddish, that satisfies on many levels.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Kirkus Reviews&lt;/i&gt;, March 1, 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;See &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);" href="http://www.harpercollins.com/books/9780007149827/The_Yiddish_Policemens_Union/index.aspx"&gt;The Yiddish Policemen's Union &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;at Harper Collins' web site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-5547453353177094068?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/5547453353177094068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=5547453353177094068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/5547453353177094068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/5547453353177094068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2008/02/march-3-yiddish-policemens-union.html' title='March 3:  The Yiddish Policemen&apos;s Union'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Sj0P1KwIyc/R7SxJmReA8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/JfHeXLHcQXY/s72-c/9780007149827.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6055488838274221383.post-4674142933913454352</id><published>2007-12-26T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T13:00:53.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Island: a novel  / by Andrea Levy</title><content type='html'>Discussion leader: Edna Ritzenberg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set mainly in the British Empire of 1948, this story of emigration, loss, and love follows four characters -- two Jamaican and two Britons, struggling to find peace in postwar England.  Levy captures the struggle between class, race, and sex with humor and tenderness, with a backdrop of bombed out houses and post-wartime  conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.andrealevy.co.uk/"&gt;The Author's Web Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smallislandread.com/small_island.htm"&gt;Small Island Read 2007:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reviews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2005/04/03/books/review/03AHMEDL.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The New York Times&lt;/span&gt;, April 3, 2007 (requires free login)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table msxsl="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:xslt" user="http://novelist3.epnet.com/myname" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="content"&gt;           &lt;b&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Andrea Levy's award-winning novel, &lt;i&gt;Small Island&lt;/i&gt;, deftly brings two bleak families into crisp focus. First a Jamaican family, including the well-intentioned Gilbert, who can never manage to say or do exactly the right thing; Romeo Michael, who leaves a wake of women in his path; and finally, Hortense, whose primness belies her huge ambition to become English in every way possible. The other unhappy family is English, starting with Queenie, who escapes the drudgery of being a butcher's daughter only to marry a dull banker. As the chapters reverse chronology and the two groups collide and finally mesh, the book unfolds through time like a photo album, and Levy captures the struggle between class, race, and sex with a humor and tenderness that is both authentic and bracing. The book is cinematic in the best way--lighting up London's bombed-out houses and wartime existence with clarity and verve while never losing her character's voice or story. &lt;i&gt;--Meg Halverson&lt;/i&gt;   &lt;em&gt;--This text refers to the      &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0312424671/ref=dp_proddesc_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155" class="product"&gt;Paperback&lt;/a&gt;  edition.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;From Publishers Weekly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starred Review. After winning the Orange Prize and the Whitbread Book of the Year Award, Levy's captivating fourth novel sweeps into a U.S. edition with much-deserved literary fanfare. Set mainly in the British Empire of 1948, this story of emigration, loss and love follows four characters—two Jamaicans and two Britons—as they struggle to find peace in postwar England. After serving in the RAF, Jamaican Gilbert Joseph finds life in his native country has become too small for him. But in order to return to England, he must marry Hortense Roberts—she's got enough money for his passage—and then set up house for them in London. The pair move in with Queenie Bligh, whose husband, Bernard, hasn't returned from his wartime post in India. But when does Bernard turn up, he is not pleased to find black immigrants living in his house. This deceptively simple plot poises the characters over a yawning abyss of colonialism, racism, war and the everyday pain that people inflict on one another. Levy allows readers to see events from each of the four character's' point of view, lightly demonstrating both the subjectivity of truth and the rationalizing lies that people tell themselves when they are doing wrong. None of the characters is perfectly sympathetic, but all are achingly human. When Gilbert realizes that his pride in the British Empire is not reciprocated, he wonders, "How come England did not know me?" His question haunts the story as it moves back and forth in time and space to show how the people of two small islands become inextricably bound together. &lt;i&gt;Agent, David Grossman&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;(Apr.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.   &lt;em&gt;--This text refers to the      &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0312424671/ref=dp_proddesc_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155" class="product"&gt;Paperback&lt;/a&gt;  edition.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;From School Library Journal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adult/High School–This novel examines class, race, and prejudice in London in 1948, when a new multiracial England began to form. Through four principal narrators comprising two married couples, the author brings to life the dreams and fears of a generation. Gilbert, a Jamaican newlywed who served in the RAF during World War II, hopes for a prosperous future in London, though his experience of racial discrimination tells him this won't be achieved easily. His young wife, Hortense, is more naive. Arriving from the colonies prepared to take up a teaching career, she is soon in despair over rude rejections and her struggle to make herself understood, literally and figuratively, by white working-class neighbors who don't seem to comprehend the pristine English she learned on her home island. Even the small comforts provided by their affable landlady are soured when Queenie's long-missing husband returns and is less than pleased to meet the black boarders. As these mismatched pairs relate their sides of the story, the author's linguistic skill pitches their voices perfectly within time and place. Though none of the characters is very likable, all are nuanced personalities who make the book intriguing and believable throughout, even a final plot twist involving a coincidence of Dickensian proportions. Affecting, funny, and sad, this is a masterful depiction of a society on the verge of major changes.&lt;i&gt;–Starr E. Smith, Fairfax County Public Library, VA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.   &lt;em&gt;--This text refers to the      &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0312424671/ref=dp_proddesc_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155" class="product"&gt;Paperback&lt;/a&gt;  edition.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-New-Yorker/dp/B00005N7T5/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The New Yorker&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shabby remnants of post-blitz London, three near-strangers find themselves in a single house. Queenie Bligh is a spirited Yorkshirewoman waiting for her husband to return from the war and taking in tenants to make ends meet. Gilbert Joseph, a Jamaican R.A.F. veteran, is struggling to establish himself in England, a country that he'd been taught was his motherland but which regards him as an interloper; his bride, Hortense, has just arrived in London and is bewildered that her education and class can't transcend the color of her skin. The narrative voice jumps between the characters, a technique that embeds familiar cultural observations in closely observed and surprising lives. If the plot sometimes verges on the operatic, Levy's writing deftly illuminates the complex and contradictory motives behind each character's behavior.&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © 2005 &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/The-New-Yorker/dp/B00005N7T5/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The New Yorker&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;em&gt;--This text refers to the      &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0312424671/ref=dp_proddesc_4?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155" class="product"&gt;Paperback&lt;/a&gt;  edition.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;From The Washington Post's Book World/washingtonpost.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the quiet but critical success of Every Light in the House Burnin' (1994), Never Far From Nowhere (1996) and Fruit of the Lemon (1999), British novelist Andrea Levy's fourth book, Small Island -- the first to be published in the United States -- is a breakthrough of sorts. Each predecessor has drawn to varying degrees upon Levy's experiences growing up in London as the daughter of first-generation, postwar Jamaican immigrants, and has mined the complicated landscape of what it means to be black and British both before and after the vogues for "Cool Britannia" and all things multicultural. Yet her early books went unheralded by the sort of media hype and glossy fanfare that greeted Zadie Smith's clever first novel, White Teeth, in 2000 and, to a lesser degree, Hari Kunzru's masterful debut, The Impressionist, in 2002.&lt;p&gt; Small Island represents an arrival (or is it a "departure"?) of a particular kind, then; despite being, and I would add very much mistakenly, omitted from the Man Booker long list in 2004, the novel has since been showered with a dazzling array of literary accolades -- the Orange Prize (over the likes of Margaret Atwood and Rose Tremain), the prestigious Whitbread Book of the Year Award, and most recently the Commonwealth Writers' Prize, which places Levy in the esteemed company of such former winners as Nobel laureates V.S. Naipaul, Nadine Gordimer and J.M. Coetzee. Prize-winning is an arbitrary sport, but the recognition bestowed upon Levy's work is a testament to her talents -- her formidable craft and staying power in an otherwise faddish business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Small Island is free of the prosaic affectations that are often the hallmark of celebrated authorship; there are no postmodern pyrotechnics or other gimmicky hoops to jump through. Rather, Levy tells a good story, and she tells it well -- using narrative voices across time and space as she revisits the conventions of the historical novel and imagines the hopes and pains of the immigrant's saga anew. Levy's novel is no mere flight of fantasy, for it is rooted in the past and mired in the complicated stuff of empire. At the same time the memorable characters are radically unhinged from any sense of national fixity as their lives become intermeshed in strangely unexpected yet predictable ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Set intermittently in postwar London, the narrative centers on the interactions between two couples, the determined Jamaican newlyweds Hortense and Gilbert Joseph, and the quintessentially English Queenie (named for Victoria, former Empress of India) and her phenomenally dull husband, Bernard Bligh. Gilbert, whom Queenie had known when he was an R.A.F serviceman during the war, takes up residence in her Earls Court rooming house as she awaits Bernard's delayed return from an overseas posting. While Gilbert's good fortune in finding Queenie again hints at the possibility of stabilized race relations, albeit ones tinged with well-meaning faux-pas and unintended prejudices, Hortense's arrival sets in motion the events and reflections that will culminate in the forging of a postcolonial portrait that is at once familial and historical. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Although the main action of Small Island takes place over a few weeks, Levy splits the novel into "Before" and "1948," the latter moment denoting a powerful geopolitical watershed. The year marked the docking of SS Empire Windrush at Tilbury and the disembarkation of 492 Caribbean subjects on the not-so-welcoming shores of the mother country, forever changing that nation's singular sense of itself. As well, 1948 witnessed the momentous aftermath of Indian independence and partition -- the imperial map coming apart at the seams. One particularly successful aspect of the novel is Levy's ability to reflect upon this larger picture while paying close attention to the intricacies of her characters' quotidian experiences with a wry and penetrating humor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The idea of smallness in the title thus speaks to the complicated ways in which the world begins to contract for all concerned. "Small island" is a playful, belittling aspersion Jamaicans like to cast upon their smaller West Indian neighbors. Yet when Gilbert returns home after his duty abroad, his horizons perceptibly broadened, he discovers with alarm that the "island of Jamaica was no universe." Similarly, Bernard's tragicomic arrival back in London prompts his curmudgeonly surprise that "England had shrunk. It was smaller than the place I'd left." His vehement distaste for the presence of "darkies" in his house further heightens the provincialism and vulgar racisms that we've seen as Gilbert and Hortense -- for all their cosmopolitan aspirations, middle-class sensibilities, and colonial learning -- struggle against the daily inequities of institutionalized discrimination. Small Island's temporal dynamics and the artfully choreographed connections among the various first-person voices propel the reader forward through differing perspectives and revelations. One possible flaw is that the novel turns on a huge coincidence, which some readers may find too forced, too sentimentally contrived. Granted, this is a well-worn device with its near-Dickensian reliance on the mechanics of plot, but how better, perhaps, to imagine and unpack the complex interlocutions of a wide world writ small? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reviewed by Louise Bernard&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2005, The Washington Post Co. All Rights Reserved.   &lt;em&gt;--This text refers to the      &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0312424671/ref=dp_proddesc_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;n=283155" class="product"&gt;Paperback&lt;/a&gt;  edition.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;b&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0000AJLX9/"&gt;Bookmarks Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levy, the child of parents who sailed from the Caribbean in the first wave of postwar immigration, fictionalizes the immigrant experience in her fourth novel. Relying on memoirs and oral histories, she describes in heartwrenching detail the lives of four individuals in 1948 England. Her plain, humorous style underscores the gravity and immediacy of her themes. She pens deep, convincing characters-Queenie speaks like a true Londoner; Bernard sounds like he served in India. The couples’ interactions are often predictable-Levy “manoeuvred her characters into the right place at the right time”-and the range of viewpoints sometimes disorients. 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&lt;br /&gt;(Doubleday, $21.95) by John Grisham&lt;br /&gt;Former Cleveland Browns quarterbacks Charlie Frye and Rick Dockery can relate: One bad game, and the Browns say bye-bye.&lt;br /&gt;Frye was the Browns' starter going into this season, but a bad first half in a loss to the Pittsburgh Steelers got him dealt to the Seattle Seahawks days later. Dockery was mopping up in the American Football Conference championship game against the Denver Broncos and somehow gave the game away. Next stop for Dockery: the Parma Panthers -- in Italy, not Ohio.&lt;br /&gt;Frye is real, of course, and Dockery is a figment of John Grisham's imagination. He stars in the latest Grisham novel, Playing for Pizza -- a departure from the author's usual legal thrillers.&lt;br /&gt;Dockery's sudden departure echoes that of Frye. Had the Browns management read Grisham's galleys?&lt;br /&gt;Dockery, a journeyman player, played so badly that he needs not only a job but a way out of town for his safety -- not to mention a paternity issue. His agent suggests Italy, where at least Dockery would still be able to play football.&lt;br /&gt;The Italians play the American form of the game,&lt;br /&gt;although their best teams probably couldn't beat Mount Union College. Each team is allowed three American ringers, and Dockery is wanted despite his bungling against the Broncos.&lt;br /&gt;Dockery's new coach is American, but his teammates are mostly Italian. A running back called Franco (after Steelers great Franco Harris) shows Dockery highlights of his running. Dockery asks whether the film is in slow motion.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to assimilating with the Panthers, fish-out-of-water Dockery also has to adjust to Italian culture: driving a stick-shift car, parking in tiny spots and pacing himself during multicourse dinners. Can an American jock learn to appreciate real Parmesan cheese, Italian opera and the architecture and history of castles and cathedrals? Will he end his one-night stands and find a mate? And will he finally be a game winner?&lt;br /&gt;Grisham hung out with and used the real Parma Panthers to legitimize and add passion to his page turner. Readers care about Dockery and root for him and the Panthers. If only Charlie Frye could have similar luck with the Seahawks.&lt;br /&gt;Among the penalties, however, is a plotline that sends a Cleveland sportswriter to cover Dockery's games in Italy. In these crunch times for newspapers, a freelancer in Italy would e-mail a story to the paper,&lt;br /&gt;if the paper bothered covering it at all.&lt;br /&gt;But that minor complaint isn't enough to keep the highly readable story out of the end zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:gbudzak@dispatch.com"&gt;gbudzak@dispatch.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6055488838274221383-3428430811826157071?l=hwplbooknews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/feeds/3428430811826157071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6055488838274221383&amp;postID=3428430811826157071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3428430811826157071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6055488838274221383/posts/default/3428430811826157071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hwplbooknews.blogspot.com/2007/10/playing-for-pizza.html' title='Playing for Pizza'/><author><name>Hewlett-Woodmere Public LIbrary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17653289687577146455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='19' src='http://www.hwpl.org/hwpl2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
