After Visiting Friends

Hainey, Michael. After Visiting Friends: a Son’s Story. New York: Scribner, 2013.

Like any good reporter, Michael Hainey (who actually works for GQ) wants the truth, especially when the truth as he knows it is full of strange inconsistencies; even more so when the truth involves the details surrounding the tragic death of his own father,
Michael was only six years old when his father, respected newspaper man Bob Hainey, died of an apparent heart attack “after visiting friends.” What friends, Michael has always wondered. Even more curious – friends and family are tight lipped about that night and the details in different newspapers don’t add up. Pretty ironic for a newspaper man’s obituary. Was it really a heart attack when another reputable paper called it a cerebral hemorrhage?
Growing up, no wanted to talk to Michael about that night, no matter how many times he asked. As an adult Michael decided to write a book about his father and in doing so provided people with the opening to start talking. Little by little Michael finally uncovers the truth. What he discovers is not earth shattering for the rest of the world. These things happen all the time. But, back then there was a different kind of fierce loyalty between friends, family, and even newspaper men.
Throughout Michael’s investigation he is forced to consider and examine his relationships with family. His grandmother, with whom he has always felt a special bond; his brother, now a family man himself; his mother who has always kept a stiff upper lip and refused to show weakness; and lastly, his father, the hero he wanted to be like who turned out to be human after all.

It is fair to say that I couldn’t put this down. How terrible is it to have a haunting that lasts your entire childhood? What is worse is the truth; forcing yourself to not only be responsible for uncovering it but accepting it as well.

Death does funny things to us. While reading After Visiting Friends I found myself thinking Hainey was unraveling and revealing my innermost thoughts. I, too, lost my father to a cerebral hemorrhage. I, too, have looked for my father in the faces of strangers, in the eyes of other men on the street. I, too, expect to see him anywhere and everywhere. “You never accept the truth that they are dead. You can’t. You won’t” (p 129). Exactly. I hated Hainey for pointing out the obvious, that if ever I met my father on the street I would not fall to my knees grateful for his return, his life restored. Instead, hurtful and pitiful, I would casting a blaming eye and ask why he left.

Dec ’12 was…

December 2012 was a decidedly difficult month. I don’t mind admitting it was stressful and full of ups and downs. How else can I describe a period of time that contained mad love and the quiet urge to request freedom all at once? A month of feeling like the best thing on Earth and the last person anyone would want to be with? I buried myself in books to compensate for what I wasn’t sure I was feeling. And I won’t even mention the Sandy twins. But wait. I just did.

  • The Wholeness of a Broken Heart by Katie Singer ~ in honor of all things Hanukkah. This was by far my favorite book of the month.
  • Crossing to Safety by Wallace Stegner ~ in honor of Iowa becoming a state in December. This was a close second.
  • The Tattered Cloak and Other Novels by Nina Berberlova ~ in honor of the coldest day in Russia being in December. I read a story every night.
  • Big Mouth & Ugly Girl by Carol Joyce Oates ~ in honor of Oates being born in December. I was able to read this in one sitting.
  • The Women of the Raj by Margaret MacMillan ~ in honor of December being one of the best times to visit India
  • Rosalind Franklin: Dark Lady of DNA by Brenda Maddox ~ in honor of Franking being born in December
  • Billy by Albert French ~ in honor of Mississippi becoming a state in December
  • Apples are From Kazakhstan by Christopher Robbins ~ in honor of Kazakhstan gaining its independence in December.

In an attempt to finish some “series” I read:

  • Lives of the Painters, Sculptors and Architects, Vol 3  by Giorgio Vasari (only one more to go after this, yay!)
  • Strong Poison by Dorothy L. Sayers

For audio here’s what I listened to:

  • The Galton Case by Ross MacDonald ~ this was laugh-out-loud funny
  • Bellwether by Connie Willis ~ in honor of December being Willis’s birth month

For the Early Review Program with LibraryThing here’s what I read:

  • Drinking with Men: a Memoir by Rosie Schaap

And here’s what I started:

  • Gold Coast Madam by Rose Laws

For fun: Natalie Merchant’s Leave Your Sleep.

Wholeness of a Broken Heart

Singer, Katie. The Wholeness of a Broken Heart. New York: Riverhead Books, 1999.

This is a novel driven by character development and dependent on the past. It tells the life story of Hannah starting when she was ten years old. On the surface she is a girl growing up, becoming a woman, and struggling with a rapidly unraveling relationship with her once adoring mother. Digging deeper it is the story of several generations of women, each with her own trials and tribulations. Wrapped around all of them is their Jewish culture, their history of survival (the Holocaust, emigrating to America). Chronologically, the story moves like waves across the water. Each wave is a different generation and all of their stories wash over Hannah as the proverbial shore. The voices from the “Other World” are a little hokey but these ghosts are necessary vehicles for bringing out the truth the living characters can’t face.

Favorite lines: “My happiness spouts out of my ears, out of my skin” (p 32). What a great image. More lines, “He has a grin so full of dirt, a casket it could cover” (p 50), and “A woman can carry the whole world” (p 123).

Reason read: December is a time of many different holidays. One that I haven’t given much thought to is Hanukkah. I decided to read The Wholeness of a Broken Heart to honor that religion.

Author fact: I normally skim the acknowledgement section except when it comes to new writers. I like to see who they thank and why. Singer has an interesting thank you list. According to her she sustained her writing “primarily by house-sitting.” I found it amazing that she was able to house-sit for 21 different people. I also like that she thanks the reference department at the Santa Fe Public Library. Rock on. Oh, and one more fact – Singer is a pretty cool jewelry maker. I didn’t dare request a price sheet!

Book trivia: The title of the book comes from a Yiddish proverb, “there’s nothing more whole than a broken heart.”

BookLust Twist: From Book Lust in the chapter called “The Jewish American Experience” (p 132).

May ’12 was…

Is it okay for me to say I am glad May is over? May was the search for a new boss (we found one), a 60 mile walk for breast cancer awareness ($180,000 raised) a funeral/memorial/burial – whatever, and just a little time for books. Here they are, in no particular order:

  • Carry on, Mr Bowditch by Jean Lee Latham ~ kind of reminded me of other historical biographies for kids. Read in one week.
  • Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan ~ in honor of Asian American heritage month.
  • Of Men and Mountains by William O. Douglas ~ in honor of deadly Mount Everest. I read this in one weekend (up to Maine and back)
  • Kon-Tiki by Thor Heyerdahl ~ (probably my favorite book of the bunch. I now want to see the documentary).
  • Death of Ivan Ilich by Leo Tolstoy ~ in honor of May being a good time to go to Russia (I’ll take their word for it).

Here are two I didn’t finish:

  • Little Women by Louisa May Alcott ~ this was a reread so I don’t feel bad I didn’t get through it again this time, and
  • China To Me by Emily Hahn ~ I got the point after 120 pages. Since Pearl mentioned this in three different Lust books I feel as though I have to give it another chance…maybe another time.

For LibraryThing and the Early Review Program:

  • Letters to Kurt by Eric Erlandson ~ read in one weekend, and
  • The United States Coast Guard and National Defense: a History from World War I to the Present by Thomas P. Ostrom ~ I didn’t get through this one either which is really sad since I wanted to enjoy it.

So, there it is in a nutshell. Not a ton of good reading. More unfinished stuff than I’m used to. Oh well.

Beyond the Bedroom Wall

Woiwode, Larry. Beyond the Bedroom Wall: a Family Album. New York: Farrar Straus Giroux, 1975.

I was in love with Beyond the Bedroom Wall in the very first chapters. The detail with which Woiwode described the midwest landscape was beautiful. The story opens with Charles Neumiller going home to bury his father. In his mind he pictures every detail of the landscape he is returning to. I also appreciated the reverent description of Charles preparing his father’s body for the funeral. It was painstaking and loving and uncomfortable, just how a burial should be. From there, though, the story fell apart. The next section is told from the point of view of Charles’s son, Martin’s girlfriend, Alpha. I lost interest right around the middle Alpha’s diary, right after she marries Martin. The idea of a story about multi-generational family is one I normally take to. Maybe it was the length and the attention to detail that did me in. Moderation is key and too much of a good thing can be bad, even when it comes to descriptive words on a page.

One of the best lines, “My existence is a narrow line I tread between the person I’m expected to be and the person who hides behind his real self to keep the innermost antiquity of me intact” (p 9). Now, who can’t relate to that?

Author Fact: Woiwode is tenured at SUNY – Binghamton.

Book Trivia: Woiwode published a volume of short stories called Neumiller Stories. I can only assume these short stories are about the same Neumiller family as in Beyond the Bedroom Wall.

BookLust Twist: From More Book Lust in the chapter called “The Great Plains (the Dakotas)” (p 106).

Buddenbrooks

Mann, Thomas. Buddenbrooks: the Decline of a Family. Translated by H.T. Lowe-Porter. New York: Alfred A. Knopf, 1931.

To sum up Buddenbrooks it is a four-generational story about the downfall of a middle class family. There is no storyline other than following the lives of the Buddenbrooks from 1835 to 1877. The Buddenbrooks are a typical family. They have their problems like everyone else. Faulty business deals, unstable health, failed marriages, partnerships made and broken. My favorite parts involved daughter Tony and her relationships with her family and the men who pursued her. The way her father simultaneously protects her and throws her to the wolves is eyebrow raising, but pretty typical of a father-know-best attitude. It is no secret that this saga doesn’t end well (just look at the title).

Quotes that struck a thought: “Hopes, fears, and ambitions all slumbered, while the rain fell and the autumn wind whistled around gables and street corners” (p 45), “She had never given him either great joy or great sorrow; but she had decorously played her part beside him for many a long year…” (p 68), and “Her face had the expression children wear when one tells them a fairy story about then tactlessly introduce a generalization about conduct and duty – a mixture of embarrassment and impatience, piety and boredom” (p 215).

Author Fact: Buddenbrookswas Mann’s first book, written when he was just 26 years old.

Book Trivia: An adaptation of Buddenbrooks was made into a movie in 2008.

BookLust Twist: From Book Lust in the chapter called “100 Good Reads, Decade by Decade” (p 175).

Dress Your Family in Corduroy

Sedaris, David. Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim. New York: Little, Brown and Co., 2004. EPUB file.

Disclaimer: This was my second electronic book and I have to admit it didn’t go as well as the first one. For starters, I couldn’t find the copyright page. No publishing information anywhere. The e-book starts on page four with a blank page. Out of curiosity I scrolled back. Page three is a title page. Page two is blank. Page one is the cover. Scolling forward page five is another title page. Page six is blank. The book (finally) begins for real on page seven. Why it starts electronically with page four is beyond me. I bounced to the back of the book thinking publishing info might be after the actual book. No such thing. Included in the chapter called “Baby Einstein” (on page 343 – the last page) is a “grateful achknowledgment.” It’s the last paragraph of the book so it looks like it should be part of that particular story. The other “complaint” is that other chapters don’t seem to be “recognized.” Imbedded in “Baby Einstein” is a story that doesn’t have anything to do with Sedaris’s kid. Something about drowning a mouse. I definitely wasn’t confident I was getting the real deal by reading the electronic version. Exactly what I had been worried about.

If you love David Sedaris you know that every book he writes is scaldingly funny. Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim is no different. I can only imagine David following his family around with a notepad, just waiting to capture some faux pas or ridiculous moment worth writing and sniggering about. His essays are extremely witty and sarcastic and fabulous and so real they’re sometimes poignant and sad. Something strange happens when you read Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim. It’s as if you sit down to dinner with his entire family, warts and all, and don’t get up until all secrets are starkly exposed and you feel as if you would know each and every family member blindfolded. His collection of essays capture all the love and calamity with honesty and clarity. I would be mortified if Sedaris were my brother, uncle, father, son or something, but his real family members must be used to it by now. They have to be. This isn’t his first book. Sedaris also revisits his own painful childhood in a playful, bemused and embarrassed way. It’s as if he is holding up the mirror of adolescence and asking, “haven’t YOU been there, too?” Not that I have played strip poker with a bunch of girls I lusted after, but you get the point.

Passages I found to be eerily Me: “He’d gone to work specifically to escape our mother, and between the weather and her mood, it could be hours or even days before he returned home” (p 23) and “I might reinvent myself to strangers, but to this day, as far as my family is concerned, I’m still the one most likely to set your house on fire” (p 196).

Passages that made me laugh outloud: “The only thing worse than a twenty-five-year-old with a Vietnam flashback was a fourteen-year-old with a Vietnam flash-forward (p 113) and “We can’t profess love without talking through hand puppets…” (p 189).

BookLust Twist: From More Book Lust in an oddball chapter called “A Holiday Shopping List” (p 116). I guess this is a catch-all chapter for books that didn’t fit anywhere else. But then again that really doesn’t make sense because Nancy would want to buy this for “Pete” who supposedly wants to laugh more. I’m thinking this could have been included in the humor chapter of Book Lust or, if it had to be in More Book Lust, why not include it in the chapter called “Tickle Your Funny Bone” (p 217)?

Stuffed

Volk, Patricia. Stuffed: Adventures of a Restaurant Family.Hampton Falls: Beeler Large Print, 2001.

I thoroughly enjoyed Stuffed. I found it to be funny and clever and culturally informative. Don’t let the title deceive you. The story does not center around a restaurant. In fact, Volk barely makes mention of the family establishment(s). Instead, Volk offers insight into memories of her family through foodstuff. A cookie. Meat. Soup. Chocolate. Each morsel of food is an opportunity to tell a small tale about a great-grandfather, her aunts, a sister. Probably the most profound chapter is the death of her father. The loss is profound, the love endless. I think the morale of the story, if any, is love your family. Warts and all.

Best lines: “I don’t know if I could live without my sister…I love her as much as I love me” (p 33). C’est vrai. Another line: “You could eat off her floors if you don’t mind the taste of Pine-Sol” (p 68). And one more, “She learned to live with the compromise of pain” (p 119). I could go on, but I won’t.

BookLust Twist: From Book Lust in the chapter called “Food For Thought” (p 92).

PS~ a side note on the large print. No, I’m not going blind. I read this copy because it was the only one within reach. Oddly enough I enjoyed it being so big.

The Moffats

Estes, Eleanor. The Moffats. New york: Harcourt, Brace and World, Inc., 1941.

This was a cute little story read in just a few hours during the downgraded to the tropical storm “hurricane” Irene. It focuses on the four children of a single mother living in a small Connecticut suburb. Written in 1941 before the U.S. involvement in World War II, but taking place just after World War I, it is tinged with easy innocence. The children, Jane, Sylvie, Joey and Rufus, are just old enough to begin helping mom with household chores and running small errands in town, but they are still young enough to get themselves into mischief. Running away from school and riding a freight train as a first grader wasn’t as dangerous then as it would be today.

Author Fact: Eleanor Estes was a librarian.

Book Trivia: The Moffats is only the beginning of the story. Estes goes on to write more about the family in The Middle Moffat among others.

BookLust Twist: Nancy Pearl liked The Moffats a great deal. It is mentioned once in Book Lust in the introduction and twice in More Book Lust in the chapters called “Best For Boys and Girls” (p  21) and “Libraries and Librarians” (p 138).

Call Me When You Land

Schiavone, Michael. Call Me When You Land. New York: Permanent Press, 2011.

If Nancy Pearl had to categorize this book for one of the chapters in Book Lust this would easily fit into either her “Families in Trouble” or “First Novel” chapter. If she had to categorize this book as a selection in More Book Lust it could easily fit into her “Men Channeling Women” chapter. First, there’s Katie Olmstead. Alcoholic, artist, single mother slowly losing her grip on reality. Then there’s Katie’s reality, C.J., the angst-ridden son. C.J. is uncommunicative, lonely and lost. Finally, there’s great-uncle Walter. Coughing up blood, stoned, patient and pathetic. Parsing out words of wisdom to said mother and son while quietly raging against his own frailty. Spoiler: he disappears from the story halfway through; a disappointment because he was the glue that held mother and son together.
All of these characters fit an eye-rolling stereotypical mold. Katie, in a spurt of mothering, makes her son breakfast. C.J. isn’t used to seeing his mom awake much less standing at that hour is skeptical and more than a little suspicious. Their dialogue is full of cliche zingers like, “what’s your deal this morning?” and “I’m not poisoning you.” Character development is minimal. People like Peter and Caroline pop up without introduction. There is a lot of backtracking to fill in the blanks.
To be honest I read this book like it reads: in fits and starts. It wasn’t the kind of book I could read for hours on end without coming up for air. I was beyond frustrated by all the name brand products. Aquafina, Alka-Seltzer, Aleve, Advil, Best Buy, Barolo, Benadryl, Ben & Jerry’s, Coors, Claratin, Cabernet, Capri Sun, Chips Ahoy, Clearasil, Dunkin Donuts, Disney, Dewars, Diet Coke, Dairy Queen, Desitin, Dolce & Gabbana, Emergen-C, Eggos, Febreze, Fruit Rollup, Gap, Gatorade, Grand Marnier, Halo 3, Hydroxycut, Hot Pocket, iPhone, J. Crew, Joy, Keds, Kools, Kleenex, Liz Claiborne, Mountain Dew, McDonalds, Marc Jacobs, Odwalla, Pepsi, Pellogrino, Palmolive, Prozac, Ray-Bans, Ritalin, Rockstar, Rice-a-Roni, Ragu, StairMaster, Starbucks, Sprite, Snuggie, Shiraz, Splenda, SeaWorld, Timberland, Tylenol, Trader Joe’s, Target, Tag, Tuff, Tropicana, Tanquerey, Under Armour, Visine, Vasaline. I know I could list a dozen more. If this were a movie the product placement would be nauseating. Writing should be timeless. If the products aren’t around ten years from now the piece becomes dated and clunky. There is the danger of alienating the reader as well. Not everyone will know what Halo 3 or Rockstar is. Something gets lost in translation when the product is the punchline to a funny line.

What I liked best about Call Me When You Land is the potential for a happy ending. The promise of change is hanging in the air. Differences are happening and that’s all that matters.

Corrections

Franzen, Jonathan. The Corrections. New York: Picador, 2001.

The Corrections tackles the global scope of economic crisis while microscopically analyzing the dynamics of a family in turmoil. This is Franzen’s criticism of society on multiple levels.The time line bounces around a family history to give the reader a complete profile of each family member; a sort of explanation for why they are the way they are, if you will. Mom Enid is a submissive housewife who feels trapped by her tyrannical husband, Alfred. And she is. Dad Alfred is a retired railroad engineer who suffers from the early stages of dementia and Parkinson’s disease. Eldest son Gary is an alcoholic banker who thinks his life is being controlled by his wife and three sons and becomes increasingly paranoid as a result. Middle child Chip is a professor who lost his tenure-tract position when he indulged in an affair with a student. Finally, youngest child Denise is an accomplished chef who loses her job when she indulged in an affair with her boss and his wife. If the characters aren’t straying they’re thinking about it. The entire novel centers around the fact Enid wants her entire family home for Christmas. The needling, begging, whining and general malaise of the every character will strike a chord with all readers.

I wanted to read something by Franzen in honor of his August 17th birthday but found myself jumping the gun when I needed something interesting to read on yet another road trip.

Author Fact: Franzen created controversy when he voiced concern about The Corrections being selected for Oprah’s book club. His opinion was men wouldn’t read it if Oprah’s book club label was on the cover. As a result Oprah rescinded the selection.

Book Trivia: A movie version of The Corrections has been in the works for a long time but nothing is “in the can” so to speak.

BookLust Twist: From Book Lust in two different chapters – first, in the chapter “Families in Trouble: (p 82) and then in the chapter called “Postmodern Condition” (p 190).

Where the Heart Is

Lette, Billie. Where the Heart Is. New York: Warner Books, 1995.

This was another “reread” book. I don’t know when I read it first, but I do remember not liking it as much as the second time. The first time I found everything just a tad unbelievable, the people and plot a little unreal. I have since changed my mind. About everything.

When we first meet Novalee Nation, she is seven months pregnant and about to be abandoned by her no-good boyfriend. Luckily for her, Novalee’s boyfriend picks a Wal-Mart in Sequoyah, Oklahoma where Novalee decides to take up residence when she realizes Willy Jack isn’t coming back. As a seventeen-year-old Novalee is incredibly conscientious. She keeps track of every item she takes from Wal-Mart while in residence (canned Spam, maternity clothes, a sleeping bag…) and during the day tries to be as inconspicuous as possible. No one questions this strange pregnant girl roaming around town. In fact, she befriends a few of the community members on the very first day by taking their picture. These caring, generous people will become Novalee’s lifeline and family after her baby girl, Americus, is born. In a sea of goodwill there are a few tragic events that give a well-placed reality to the story.The town of Sequoya suffers a devastating tornado and later Novalee’s best friend is brutally attacked by a man who originally seemed too good to be true. Finally, there is the return of Willy Jack. These events help temper the sticky sweetness of the rest of the plot.

Best lines:  “And suddenly, Novalee knew- knew what she hadn’t known before. She wasn’t who she had been. She would never again be who she was before” (p 157).

BookLust Twist: From More Book Lust in the chapter called “Dewey Deconstructed: 600s” (p 73). Where the Heart Is is not mentioned in More Book Lustbecause of anything more than a mention of an orange almond bisque (the range of the 600s in the dewey decimal system includes applied sciences – cooking).

Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant

Tyler, Anne. Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant. New York: Berkley Books, 1983.

I don’t remember when I first read Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant. I know that there was a time when I devoured anything Anne Tyler wrote. I’m sure this was first read during that phase. I’ve always pictured this as a movie. It should be a movie.

There is no doubt Tyler wanted Dinner to be a character novel. The plot moves slow enough so that more emphasis is placed on the people within the constraints of the narrow storyline. The characters swell and grow beyond the plot, making them the focal point. For example, Cody does enough rotten things that it should be impossible for the reader to like him and maybe even go so far as to hate him and yet, one finds ways to feel sorry for him because he is not his mother’s favorite child. He’s not even her second favorite. I find it interesting that no matter how rotten Tyler made Cody out to be I couldn’t help but pity him. His “lashing out” made me want to protect him and love him. He even had his quiet moments of kindness, “Cody took a pinch of Jenny’s coat sleeve so as not to lose her” (p 61). In fact, all of the characters are this way. Pearl Tull is an abusive, angry mother but you have to pity her because her husband walked out on her for apparently no reason. She is left to raise three small children completely on her own. Cody, the oldest, is only eight when his father leaves. Jenny is the middle child and Ezra is the youngest. All three children grow to be self-absorbed adults with difficult-to-love personalities. And yet, yet you want them to be okay.

Favorite revelations: “It was if, by mutual agreement, they had split the city between them” (p 80), “He’d had a long day – standing outside other people’s lives mostly – and he needed the exercise” (p 145), and “Couldn’t you classify a person…purely by examining his attitude towards food?” (p 162).

BookLust Twist: From Book Lust in three different chapters. First in “Families in Trouble” (p 82). Also, from the chapters called “Mothers and Sons” (p 161) and “100 Good Reads, Decade by Decade: 1980” (p 179). I’m reading Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant to celebrate food.

June ’11 was…

What a weird month June ended up being! I wanted to stop borrowing books from other libraries while mine went through a transition period with it’s catalog. I chose one book to read, And Ladies of the Club by Helen Hoover Santmyer which I thought would take me the entire month of June. How wrong I was…about everything. First, the migration is delayed so I could have borrowed books from other libraries. In that one instance the library stayed the same while everything else changed: the entire building has had every light bulb changed, I’m in the process of hiring two new people (and an architect for a complete overhaul of the library’s layout), in September I will have three staff members working nights, only two people are in their same offices, and I even got new furniture. What a difference a month makes. I was also wrong about finishing And Ladies of the Club. I was bored to tears. So I moved on to:

  • Longest Day by Cornelius Ryan in honor of D-Day on June 6th, 1944.
  • Atonement by Ian McEwan in honor of June being Family month.
  • Gold Bug by Edgar Allan Poe in honor of June being National Short Story month.
  • Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant by Anne Tyler in honor of Food Week

Not a huge month for reading. I spent a lot of time focusing on life in the here and now…

 

Atonement

McEwan, Ian. Atonement.New York: Anchor Books, 2001.

I love it when I find a book that I find impossible to put down. I read this in three stages: on the car ride to Syracuse (3.5 hours), in the hotel an hour before bed, and on the car ride home (another 3.5 hours). Finished it in that eight hour time span. It was that good. I know I will be reading it again. And again.

How to review a book that has already been “reviewed” over three hundred times in one place? Suffice it to say I could not (and will not) write a one line review, “this was boring.” Nor, will I say “I loved it” and leave it at that. Having not seen the movie I am relieved I cannot confuse the two.
Briony Tallis, as a thirteen year old girl, witnesses an exchange between her 23 year old sister, Cecelia, and the son of a house servant, Robbie Turner. Because she is not within hearing distance she perceives the situation based on body language and facial expression alone. Being young and impressionable she mistakes sexual tension for violence and anger. This misconception is further compounded when she witnesses Cecelia being “attacked” by Robbie later in the evening. Briony’s perceived reality is so horrifying she points the finger at Robbie when her cousin is raped by an unidentifiable man. The next two parts of the novel are from the point of Briony and Robbie five years later as they both deal with the horrors World War II. The final section is sixty years later when Briony is a successful author.

Part One was definitely my favorite section. It’s the only point in the book where one character tells the story from a limited perception and another character circles back to describe the same situation from his or her point of view. The reader has the sense of circling the scene, seeing it from different angles, witnessing it from all sides.

Favorite quotes, “Cecelia longed to take her brother aside and tell him that Mr. Marshall had pubic hair growing from his ears” (p 48), “Every now and then, quite unintentionally, someone taught you something about yourself” (p 111), and “In love with her, willing himself to stay sane for her, he was naturally in love with her words. When he wrote back he pretended to be his old self, he lied his want into sanity” (p 191 – 192). I chose these three quotes because they seemed pivotal to turning points in the story: the first quote is lighthearted, a foreshadowing of how treacherous things are about to become; the second quote could sum up Briony’s entire existence; and the third quote illustrates true love in its finest moment.

BookLust Twist: From Book Lust in the chapter called “Ian McEwan: Too Good To Miss” (p 149). I’ve read five books by McEwan so far and I have to say this one is, by far, my favorite. Atonement is also listed in More Book Lust in the chapter called “Tricky, Tricky” (p 222). This last inclusion is a head scratcher for me. While there were many twists and turns to the story I never once felt McEwan “tricked” me in any way. If anything, McEwan’s ending seemed logical and expected.