Posts Tagged ‘Fiction’

Barb R. reviews “The Whistling Season” by Ivan Doig

Monday, July 26th, 2010

whistlingseason“Can’t cook but doesn’t bite”.

In 1909, a Montana widower with three sons places an ad looking for a housekeeper. This is the answer he receives. In spite of the unusual reply, Rose is hired and arrives in town with her curious brother, Morris, who is a bit of a scholar. When the local schoolmarm runs off to get married, Morris is pressed into service as the teacher. Both Rose and Morris change the lives of the local residents in unexpected ways. But there’s a reason they were so anxious to leave their home town . . .

Hedy reviews LAST NIGHT AT THE LOBSTER by Stewart O’Nan

Wednesday, April 28th, 2010

last-night-lobsterStewart O’Nan has been called the “bard of the working class”.  He loves writing about those who normally have no voice, the ones other authors (or publishers) think aren’t interesting enough.  Years ago I read his “A Prayer for the Dying” (FIC ONAN) and it has stuck with me ever since as being one of those compelling pageturners where black and white answers will never be an option.  His writing style can’t be categorized–it changes with every book.

This spring I discussed “Last Night at the Lobster” (FIC ONAN) with my two Contemporary Books Discussion groups.  It’s a slim book (146 pages) and takes place during a 24 hour period.  The “Lobster” in the title is a Red Lobster restaurant that the owning corporation has decided to close.  It’s not losing money, but it’s not making as much as the corporation wants.  The manager and a handful of the 40 employees under him will be moved to an Olive Garden Restaurant in an adjoining town.   This is their last night together.  O’Nan explores their relationships, all the complaints and all the support.  He describes restaurant work behind the scenes with the chefs, the persons who clean the restrooms, who shovel snow as well as the upfront people–the host/hostess, the waitstaff, the cashier…  A great number of readers will have worked in food service.  They will recognize those details, plus the beloved regular customers and the customers “from hell”.   My first job was at a Tastee Freez, and my husband’s first job was at Rolinger’s Drive-In, both in Waterloo, Iowa.  The language in this novel was realistic, but it was also symbolic and lyrical, and the story was multi-layered.  After discussing it, we went out to the local Red Lobster where we hadn’t been for many a year because we were curious how it would be after reading this book.  And it was good, very good.

I plan to use the leftover copies of “Last Night at the Lobster” in a Discussions In BoxeS (DIBS) for other discussion groups to use.  If you think you’d like to, let me know, and I’ll work on it “posthaste”.

Barb R. reviews “Major Pettigrew’s Last Stand”

Wednesday, April 14th, 2010

major-pettigrewMajor Ernest Pettigrew is retired and lives a quiet life in a small village in the English countryside. He  values all things British -  tea time, great literature, and, above all, proper decorum.  His son, Roger, flies into town from London every once in a while – just long enough to upset the quiet life-style the Major has come to enjoy but not long enough to form a bond with his father.

One day, at a village shop,  he strikes up a conversation with Mrs. Jasmina Ali, the Pakistani shop owner, who was recently widowed. They discover a mutual love of literature and agree to meet for tea and a discussion of Kipling.  Their friendship blossoms.

When circumstances force Mrs. Ali to move away, the Major realizes how deep his feelings for her really are and he sets off to “rescue” her.

Helen Simonson’s debut novel reads like a BBC comedy/drama;  I found it thoroughly delightful.

Maria reviews A Dirty Job

Wednesday, January 20th, 2010

A Dirty Job by Christopher Moore

Charlie Asher’s new job is to collect souls and steer them to new owners. All it involves is safeguarding the items that come to his secondhand store until someone chooses them. Until some scary creatures from the sewers start competing for those souls – then it gets quite messy. Christopher Moore is one of my new favorite authors; he writes smart urban fantasies that just tickle my funny bone.