“One proof of Elizabeth Strout’s greatness is the sleight of hand with which she injects sneaky subterranean power into seemingly transparent prose. Strout works in the realm of everyday speech, conjuring repetitions, gaps and awkwardness with plain language and forthright diction, yet at the same time unleashing a tidal urgency that seems to come out of nowhere even as it operates in plain sight.”—The New York Times Book Review
If you've been around any time at all here, you already know that I'm a huge fan of Elizabeth Strout's work. I was introduced to her with Olive Kitteridge, thirteen years ago; and I've since read five more of her books between that one and this one. You wouldn't' have to have read those same six books before reading this one; but it does make reading it that much more fun, as Strout routinely references characters from previous books in her current books. Here the Burgess brothers(The Burgess Boys), Olive Kitteridge (also from Olive Again) and several other characters from those books reappear, as well as the characters from the three Lucy Barton books that proceeded this one. It's one of the things I so enjoy about Strout's books. It's like catching up with old friends when you come upon them in other books, old friends it is clear that Strout isn't ready to say goodbye to just yet. Rightly so - they are marvelous, nuanced, relatable characters.
But what I most love about Strout's books is her completely unique writing style, a style that, as the quote above says, incorporates everyday speech, repetitions, gaps, awkwardness. There is nothing flowery about Strout's writing and yet it manages to paint every bit as vivid a picture of her characters and settings as books twice as long.
Just when I thought that I was beginning to agree with Kirkus Reviews on the regular, I, once again, find myself completely disagreeing with them about this one. They called this book a "disappointment" and said Strout's voice was "positively worn out." To be fair, at this point we know these characters - that initial spark that readers feel when they find new characters they grow fond of is gone. Which feels a little bit like the point to me.
William and Lucy have known each other for decades, they've been married and divorced and they're girls are grown adults. The spark of new love is gone. But there is a comfort, when they find themselves isolated together, with being with someone you know so well. Especially when there are, in fact, some new things to learn about that person. I learned new things about these characters in Lucy By The Sea, while being comforted by meeting these old friends again. There was nothing disappointing about this book for me.
I must say that I completely disagree with Kirkus Reviews, too, about this book. It may be one of my favorites of Strout's books.
ReplyDeleteI have Anything Is Possible and Oh William in my stacks, but haven't bought a copy of this one. Yet. I loved the Olive books, and enjoy the "visits" from various characters in her other works. Olive, Again had a lot of that with the Burgess brothers, as well as Amy (or was it Isabel?) from Amy & Isabel. I'm glad this one wasn't a disappointment for you. I'll get to it eventually.
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ReplyDeleteI couldn't agree more! This ill be one of my favorite books of 2022.
I must make myself read this and get away from the thrillers for a change. I know she is an excellent writer.
ReplyDeleteI've been meaning to read her books for years. I think it's nice to read something new but be familiar with the characters and see how they've gotten on and grown. I'm glad this one didn't disappoint.
ReplyDeleteLike you I absolutely loved this book! I think My Name is Lucy Barton and Lucy by the Sea are the best in the quartert. Can't believe that Kirkus review - Lucy is an abuse survivor so how can there be no more to say about her? In didn't like William in the earlier books but even he redeems himself in this one. Have you read Amy and Isabelle? My favourite Strout, I think.
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