Summer Bookishness, # 1: Attempting to Buy a Baileys Women Prize Book & Reading Where’d You Go, Bernadette?

A Woman Reading in the Woods, 1959 (LIfe)

A Woman Reading in the Woods, 1959 (LIfe magazine)

I love everything about summer:  the heat, the humidity, the iced tea, the air-conditioning, the iced tea, and did I say the iced tea?

My mother had strong views about summer.  She believed drinking unsweetened iced tea with lemon had “health benefits.”  She liked to chat about the antioxidants in tea.   She also believed women over 30 should never wear shorts. After menopause, I disappeared as a woman anyway.  I am “beyond gender,” as I say.  So I wore shorts on my bike ride to the bookstore (I do wish I had culottes)  to buy a copy of Ali Smith’s How to Be Both, winner of the Baileys Women’s Prize.

It was a lovely ride, but very hot.

Naturally I found lots of books, but not the one I was looking for.

Well, there’s always the e-book.

Where'd You Go, Bernadette?  Maria Semple 13526165Since I had the urge to read a Bailey Women’s Prize-related book, I went home and started Maria Semple’s Where’d You Go, Bernadette?, which made the longlist last year

It is feather-light and charming, in the manner of Nina Stibbe’s Man at the Helm.  Comedies seldom make the prize longlists, and, 100 pages into it, this has the lightness of a successful Y.A. crossover novel.  The narrator, Bee, tells us on the first page  that her mother Bernadette disappeared before their Christmas vacation to Antarctica (a reward for Bee’s straight A’s in eighth grade).  Bee’s narrative is mixed with emails (several from a psychotic neighbor), school reports, letters from the school, her father’s letter to a psychiatrist about Bernadette, and most touchingly, Bernadette’s lonely, personal emails to an administrative assistant she hires through a large company in India to pay her bills and shop for her.

Bernadette may or may not be on the verge of a nervous breakdown.  When Microsoft bought her husband’s computer animation company, he was ambivalent about moving to Seattle: it was Bernadette, an award-winning architect, who insisted that they leave L.A.   We learn from her husband that in 18 years Bernadette hasn’t made a friend.  (From the emails of the other moms at school, we see why.)  Their house, a former reform school, is going to seed in a very Gothic way:  not only does the roof leak, but plants actually grow up through the floor.

But Bernadette is a good mother, and is extremely solicitous about  Bee, who had three open heart surgeries before kindergarten and has asthma.

Bernadette doesn’t want to leave the house, but she feels she has to go to Antarctica, which is Bee’s dream.  Bernadette writes to her assistant,

Of the million reasons I don’t want to go to Antarctica, the main one is that it will require me to leave the house.  You might have figured out by now that’s something I don’t much like to do. But I can’t argue with Bee.  She’s a good kid.  She has more character than Elgie and I and the next ten kids combined.  Plus she’s applying to boarding school for next fall, which she’ll of course get into because of said A’s….So it would be in pretty bad taste to deny Buzzy this.

Is Bernadette having a  breakdown?  Or is it something deeper?

This feels very much like Summer Reading.  Like Nick Hornby, Semple has written for films (well, in her case, TV) and I wonder if that affects the brevity of the narrative and the voice.

Still, I am happy to read a collection of emails.  They are, by the way, much longer than the typical email.

Evelyn Waugh’s A Handful of Dust, More Summer Reading, & Do We Have to Read All of the Award Winners?

a handful of dust evelyn waugh 518A+dSVjKL._SY344_BO1,204,203,200_Evelyn Waugh is a mercilessly observant satirist.

I prefer his elegiac Catholic novel Brideshead Revisited to his relentlessly acrid satires, but Waugh was astonishingly able to do it all:  satire, comedy, realism,  Catholic fiction,  a war trilogy, short stories, travel, and essays.

I just finished rereading A Handful of Dust.

And when I Googled it I discovered:

The WSJ Book Club is reading Evelyn Waugh’s tragicomic masterpiece “A Handful of Dust.”

Although A Handful of Dust is gut-wrenching,  most critics consider it a satire.  (Yes, it is a satire.)   Is it Waugh’s masterpiece? Well, it is pretty damned good.  Waugh is so harshly hyperbolic in his depiction of London society and the casual wantonness of the charming Brenda Last that we laugh.  But as the novel progresses, we are shocked by the suffering of the innocent.

The relationship of the Lasts is the crux of the novel.  Tony Last, a landowner who adores his unattractive Gothic house, Hetton Abbey,  is not very sociable.  While Brenda longs to go to weekend parties, Tony likes to putter about the estate.  When he reads in the  guidebook that his house is “now devoid of interest” because it was rebuilt in 1864 in the Gothic style, Tony is amused.

Unkinder things had been said. His Aunt Frances, embittered by an upbringing of unremitting severity, remarked that the plans of the house must have been adapted by Mr. Pecksniff from one of his pupil’s designs for an orphanage.

The Dickensian note sounds early in A Handful of Dust.  The Pecksniffian architecture divides the feelings of Tony and his charming wife, Brenda, who finds the house depressing.  Tony likes tradition; Brenda wants novelty. They are the Lasts.

At first they seem to be a happy couple.  He and Brenda endearingly play games about being on a diet, though they are healthy and slim:.  And they are amused by their son John, age 6 or 7, who hilariously quotes the racier sayings of Ben, the groom.

But when John Beaver,  a London parasite who mooches off his mother, shows up at Hetton Abbey for the weekend, bored Brenda becomes infatuated.  That shows a high degree of boredom, because he is very boring.

So she takes off to London and Tony believes she is studying economics..  Brenda is mad for Mr. Beaver, and Tony is the only one who doesn’t know she is having an affair.

I cannot go further without giving away the plot, but there are tragic, shocking developments. Tony pays a high price for Brenda’s infidelity (almost literally).  So is this a Catholic novel?  What happens is horrifying.

The ending may change your feelings about Dickens.

MORE SUMMER READING. 

Summer-ReadingI used to love literary prizes.  I was a serious woman and considered it my duty to read the winners of the Man Booker Prize, the  Orange Prize, the National Book Award, and the PEN/Faulkner

Now I suffer from the opposite ailment:  “internet overload.” There are so many literary  prizes to read about online in excruciating detail that I have become indifferent.    Nay, I do not just have ennui:  I am traumatized by prizes!   Somebody just won?  For WHAT!  For 1-2-3-Ennui:  a collection of poetry written at the End of the Empire.  God, I don’t know when that was.  I’m too busy blogging to remember any history dates except 451 B.C.   Or was it 452?  You get my drift.

Shall I catch up with the Man Booker this summer?  If I can finish two, I will be satisfied.

Here are three I need to read:

Hilary Mantel’s Bring Up the Bodies.  I loved Wolf Hall, but a little of Cromwell goes a long way with me.  And I didn’t see the PBS version.

Eleanor Catton’s The Luminaries.  I read part of it and found it very entertaining, but I put it aside because I was in a Tolstoy phase. I shall go back to it one day  (I hope).

I don’t think I can bear to read another war novel, so haven’t checked out Flanagan’s The Narrow Road to the Deep North.  I have already read Thomas Keneally’s Shame and the Captives (World War II POWs in Australia), and two Korean War novels, Jane Anne Phillips’ Lark and Termite and Chang-Rae Lees’s The Surrendered. 

Why so much war?

End the war.  Bring Home the troops.

All right?

Done!

Summer Reading!

book at the beach Grown-Up-Summer-ReadingWhat am I reading this summer?

Pretty much what I always read.

But who doesn’t like a list?  There are  Best of the Year books in December (the serious books for serious readers and gift-givers) and Summer Reading (the lighter books) in May and June.

Now I don’t promise that the books on my list are lighter or heavier than usual, but here are seven recommendations.

1.  I learned about Holly LeCraw’s stunning novel, The Half Brother, through Nancy Pearl’s recommendations of “under-the-radar reads” at NPR.

And this taut, beautifully-written, realistic novel is perhaps the best new book I’ve read this year.

the half brother by Holly LeCraw 51TRuQcPgjL._SY344_BO1,204,203,200_LeCraw’s brilliant, lyrical style captivates us from the beginning as Charlie, the teacher narrator, takes a walk on the beautiful grounds of his school in  Massachusetts.

Mid-August.  On the quad, the only sound is a far-off angry machine, a leaf blower, somewhere in the vicinity of the library.  Otherwise I’d have the whole place to myself, except for the bees.

Charlie, who went to Harvard only because his stepfather in Atlanta arranged it, was relieved to find a job teaching English at Abbott, a boarding school in New England.. This talented teacher wins his students’ respect not only by his insights into Donne and F. Scott Fitzgerald, but by his Southern charm and old-fashioned habit of addressing them as Mr. and Miss.   When he falls in love with his former student May, the daughter of the chaplain, everything clicks into place.   Then a family secret causes him to break off the relationship.  Ten years later, when  his beautiful golden brother, Nick, is shattered physically and mentally by an experience in Afghanistan, and  comes to Abbott to teach, the dynamics at Abbott change for Charlie, May, and the students.

Charlie is an absolutely believable character:  I have known many dedicated teachers who take jobs at demanding private schools and stay on.  The only unrealistic detail seems to be that he doesn’t struggle to support himself on the salary.  (Private schools pay less than public schools.)

Get in Trouble Kelly Link 51UpA-MbcYL._SY344_BO1,204,203,200_2.  Kelly Link’s Get in Trouble.  Last winter I was bowled over by Link’s  brilliant collection of short stories  but never got around to blogging about it.  It is impossible to categorize Link:  does she write literary fantasy?  Magic realism?  Horror?  Science fiction?  She is so good that her books have burst out of the science fiction ghetto and are reviewed at The New York Times and The Guardian (though not at The New York Review of Books and the TLS–yet!)

It has been a while since I read this, so here is a summary from Goodreads:

In “The Summer People,” a young girl in rural North Carolina serves as uneasy caretaker to the mysterious, never-quite-glimpsed visitors who inhabit the cottage behind her house. In “I Can See Right Through You,” a middle-aged movie star makes a disturbing trip to the Florida swamp where his former on- and off-screen love interest is shooting a ghost-hunting reality show. In “The New Boyfriend,” a suburban slumber party takes an unusual turn, and a teenage friendship is tested, when the spoiled birthday girl opens her big present: a life-size animated doll.

Snow and Roses Lettice Cooper 97814482106573.  Lettice Cooper’s Snow and Roses.  A fascinating novel about a lecturer at Oxford whose love life literally breaks her down.    Flora’s married lover dies in a car accident after she fights  with him about his plans to move away with his mentally ill wife (whom Flora very much resents).  Her heartbreak is stark and tragic, and since everyone except Hugh’s wife knew about the affair, all know about her mourning.   A gay man suggests she spend a summer in Italy with his sister, a lesbian with whom she falls in love.  AS you can imagine she is utterly shattered when it doesn’t last.  This novel is about picking up the pieces.

Some of you may know Lettice Cooper from Fenny (Virago) and The New House (Virago and Persephone).

Euphoria by Lily King cover4.  Lily King’s Euphoria.  I enjoyed this book very much last year, and it is now in paperback.  King’s early novels struck me as only so-so, so I was astonished by the complexity of Euphoria, obviously her breakthrough book.  The heroine, Nell Stone, the ­controversial American author of the best-selling ethnography “The Children of Kirakira,” is based on Margaret Mead.  The cover jacket copy calls Euphoria “a breathtaking novel about three young anthropologists of the ’30s caught in a passionate love triangle that threatens their bonds, their careers, and, ultimately, their lives.”

Nick Hornby's funny girl 227499945.  Nick Hornby’s Funny Girl.  This is one of Hornby’s lighter books, but there is no such thing as a too-light Hornby.  Given Hornby’s new avocation as a screenwriter, I was not surprised that he set this novel in TV comedy of the 1960s.    The down-to-earth  heroine, Barbara Parker, who changes her name to Sophie Straw, flees to London after winning a beauty contest to become an actress when she realizes she doesn’t want to make appearances for the Chamber of Commerce.   In London she breaks into television, and a daring new BBC sitcom,  “Barbara (and Jim,)” about a young married couple’s ups an downs, is written partly at her suggestions..  Through her career, Sophie only gets nicer, but the  novel also follows the lives of her brooding, jealous co-star, Clive Richardson (too charming for his own good),  the two writers , Bill Gardiner and Tony Holmes, who eventually split, and the earnest director, Dennis Maxwell-Bishop.  This books is not as great a joy as Hornby’s rock and roll novel, Juliet, Naked, but I loved it anyway.

Susan Wittig Albert awilderrose2015_332x5006..  ON THE LIGHTER SIDE.  Susan Wittig Albert is best known for her mysteries, but in this fast-paced historical novel she  she  explores the life of Rose Wilder, Laura Ingalls Wilder’s daughter.  This will intrigue fans of the Little House books. Rose, a successful novelist and journalist, rewrote her mother’s novels from Laura’s notes .  Until the crash in 1928, Rose did very well financially, but during the Depressions she moved back to her parents’ home in the Ozarks with her companion.  (This book is one of many in progress, but I can attest that the first third is fascinating.)  Why didn’t they make their collaboration public?  All will be explained.

Aeneid dryden 51o9UO0ZXOL._SY344_BO1,204,203,200_7.  Virgil’s Aeneid.  You knew this was coming.  Every summer I tell people The Aeneid is the perfect beach book.   Let’s say we meet on the shore in August and I’ll read aloud parts in Latin, then you can read the English, or, wait, I’ll TEACH YOU SOME LATIN AS WE GO ALONG.  You don’t like the sound of that at all?

Here are the opening lines of Dryden’s translation

Arms, and the man I sing, who, forc’d by fate,
And haughty Juno’s unrelenting hate,
Expell’d and exil’d, left the Trojan shore.
Long labors, both by sea and land, he bore,
And in the doubtful war, before he won
The Latian realm, and built the destin’d town;
His banish’d gods restor’d to rites divine,
And settled sure succession in his line,
From whence the race of Alban fathers come,
And the long glories of majestic Rome.