REVIEW: THE NEAPOLITAN NOVELS OF ELENA FERRANTE
Elena Ferrante’s are not what you think they are.
Elena Ferrante’s are not what you think they are.
There were no false notes, the style was skillful and seamless, the humor pervasive, and the sense of place and time comforting.
If you wonder what it’s like to be really poor, as opposed to deprived, or strapped, then this is the book to read.
So much energy and heart went into writing this book that I can’t imagine her writing another, but from what I know after reading this, I would bet there will be more from Mary-Louise Parker. I hope I live long enough to watch her grow old.
Mrs. Hemingway, by Naomi Wood (Penguin Books) is subtitled “a novel” to clarify from the get-go that this is a work of fiction; nevertheless, it rings true. The story is told through the minds of Ernest Hemingway’s wives, Hadley, Fife, Martha, and Mary, and these four voices are clear, identifiable, and sympathetic. So is that scoundrel, Ernest.Continue reading “BOOK REVIEW: Mrs. Hemingway, by Naomi Wood”
Reading it was like a river journey, swaying and floating from one port to another on an invisible, seamless current. Once you are on board, disembarkation seems impossible.
Apparently, George Lucas doesn’t think it was worth it. As if he had sold the Bible to Charlton Heston.
This afternoon I went to a restorative yoga session . Perhaps I was meant to be listening to my breath during the meditations, but instead I came out of it with four rules for the new year.
Protect myself
Do my job
Seek moments in which to receive and to give kindness
Seek new experiences
In that order.
I do trust my senses of taste and smell, and my abilities to follow a logical trail from sterile seeds to trouble.