Wednesday, January 10, 2018

The Wife, The Maid, and The Mistress by Ariel Lawhon

The Wife, The Maid, And The Mistress by Ariel Lawhon
Published June 2014 by Gale Group
Source: my copy purchased for my Nook

Publisher's Summary:

One summer night in 1930, Judge Joseph Crater steps into a New York City cab and is never heard from again. Behind this great man are three women, each with her own tale to tell: Stella, his fashionable wife, the picture of propriety; Maria, their steadfast maid, indebted to the judge; and Ritzi, his showgirl mistress, willing to seize any chance to break out of the chorus line.

My Thoughts:
"What is it with you and graveyards?"
 "They fascinate me."
 "Dead people fascinate you?"
 "No. The stories they leave behind." She peered up at him. "Don't you wonder who they
  were? What kind of lives they lived?"
Lawhon is clearly fascinated by dead people and the kind of lives they lived. In The Wife, The Maid, And The Mistress, Lawhon takes a known details of a disappearance that made big headlines almost ninety years ago and crafts her own version of what might have happened and who might have been involved.

Filled with crooked politicians and cops, bootleggers,  society women and showgirls, Lawhon creates a cast of colorful characters to tell her story. Nearly all of them are liars. Most of them are hiding secrets. Some of them are real. Like Billie Holiday.
"Smoke hung love in the air, and smooth jazz rhythms vibrated through the dance floor, up her feet and thighs, and into her rib cage. It lured her with a serpentine motion, and she leaned into the music. For one brief second, Ritzi forgot her troubles in the seductive embrace of the singer's voice. Tall and waif like and clearly not out of her teens, the black woman had a voice so full of emotion that Ritzi gaped."
I came away from the book with a vivid picture of 1930 New York City, a city where, just a year after the market collapse, there were 700 new buildings being built, where speakeasies were frequented by the high and mighty, and where Tammany Hall ruled the day.

Lawhon builds her story by alternating the stories of the three women coming to a big surprise that is actually so quiet, it would be easy to miss it. It's a surprise that makes you want to reread the book to see what you missed. In retrospect, I feel like there may have been a bit too much going on in the book but at the time I was reading, I was all in for the ride and enjoyed the book a lot. Perhaps my very favorite part, though, was coming to this point:


 Shelby, Iowa. A very small town, about an hour east of Omaha, a speck on most maps and a town that, until a recent surge due to a manufacturing plant locating nearby, was slowing dying. It wouldn't mean anything to most readers. But it's the town that my mom grew up in, the town we went to visit my grandparents in for more than twenty years. What a surprise to find it in a book! It made me like Lawhon's book even more.


Sunday, January 7, 2018

Life: It Goes On - January 7


Happy New Year! Hope this finds those of you who've been hit with snowstorms and bitter cold all safe and warm. We are finally heading into warmer temps; I'm so glad to be able to put away my parka for a bit, at least. You know you're starting to get acclimated to the cold when it's 10 degrees out and you decide it's not cold enough to put your hat on!

This Week I'm:

Listening To: I started Lauren Groff's The Monsters of Templeton this week. I've only just started the second disc; but, so far, it's hard to imagine that this book was written by the same author who wrote Fates and Furies. I mean, it has a ghost and a giant lake monster. Still, I'm enjoying it, so far.

Watching: Miss H and I turned New Year's Day into a lazy, tv-watching day. We watched an entire season of The Mindy Project and finished a season of Orange Is The New Black. I cannot wait for the next season of that show! The Big Guy and I watch a couple of episodes of Longmire, Craig Ferguson's Tickle Fight (Ferguson is the only guy who can bring me to tears talking about toilets!), and The Zookeeper's Wife, starring Jessica Chastain. Now I want to get to that book. Which is on my shelves...somewhere.

Reading: Still working on Far From The Madding Crowd. I haven't actually done much reading this week - between all of the television watching and focus on putting things in order, there just hasn't been much time.

Making: Bread! Mini-me and Mrs. S gave me a bread machine for Christmas and I'm having fun learning how to use it. I made two loaves yesterday, a basic white loaf and a wheat. I'm getting the hang of this thing and I'm about ready to start experimenting a little.

Planning: I've spent a lot of time this week getting my bullet journal set up for the year. I'm pretty stoked that Miss H has gotten herself a journal as well; she is all in, buying washi tape and stickers.
Mini-me and Mrs. S with their
wedding book

Thinking About: I can't stop thinking about how fun it was to celebrate Christmas with Mini-me and Mrs. S last weekend. Mrs. S was so excited about everything she got, from leggings to a crockpot. It's nice to give gifts so someone who is so demonstrably pleased with even the most utilitarian gifts. Her favorite gift was a book I had made of pictures from their wedding. It was so fun to watch both of them go through it and remember that weekend.

Enjoying: Cocoa, electric blankets, and time with my girl.

Feeling: Sad that we're back to five-day workweeks starting this week.

Looking forward to: The Winter Olympics. I'm seriously thinking about taking a couple of days off work just to stay home and watch curling!

Question of the week: How do you survive the letdown after the holidays? Or do you appreciate a return to normality?


Wednesday, January 3, 2018

My One Word

It's that time of year again. Time to pick a word for the year, my one word, that I will do a terrific job of focusing on for a couple of months and then forget about for the rest of the year. I put a lot of thought into my word for last year, "heart." But last year really got away from me on so many levels; I even spent a good chunk of the year with a broken heart. Still, it's a great word. A word that still holds a lot of meaning for me and represents all of the things I want to make this year about. So, my word for 2018 will, again, be "heart."


noun
1. Anatomy. a hollow, pumplike organ of blood circulation
2. the center of the total personality, especially with reference to intuition, feeling, or emotion
3. the center of emotion, especially as contrasted to the head as the center of the intellect
4. capacity for sympathy; feeling; affection
5. spirit, courage, or enthusiasm
6. the innermost or central part of anything

verb
1. after one's own heart, in keeping with one's taste or preference
2. at heart, in reality; fundamentally; basically
3. break someone's heart, to cause someone great disappointment or sorrow
4. by heart, by memory; word-for-word
5. cross one's heart, to maintain the truth of one's statement; affirm one's integrity
6. do someone's heart good, to give happiness or pleasure to; delight
7. to have sorrow or longing dominate one's emotions; grieve inconsolably

I want to take better care of my own heart physically and spiritually this year. But, as I said last year:
"I want my heart to be the center of my personality and I want it to guide me to show my feelings in more concrete ways. I want to live with spirit, courage, and enthusiasm. I want to do the things that do my heart good, that give me pleasure and happiness."
And I want to do the things that will fill others' hearts with joy and to affirm my integrity. To keep me from straying so badly again, I'm going to be putting together a plan that will remind me to stay focused. I'll be incorporating some of what I had planned to do with my Happiness Project last year (another thing that got lost by the wayside) and using  my bullet journal to track my progress. I've always lead with my heart. It's time to put that to good use!

Do you pick a word for the year? If you have, what's your one word and why did you choose it?

Tuesday, January 2, 2018

Best Books Read in 2017


This was meant to be part of December's Month of Faves but, as you may have noticed, December really got away from me blog wise. Still, it's always good to look back at the books that really made an impact in the past year.


FICTION:
Lincoln In The Bardo by George Saunders
News Of The World by Paulette Jules
Anything Is Possible by Elizabeth Strout
The Changeling by Victor LaValle
The Martian by Andy Weir
The Bones of Paradise by Jonis Agee
My Brilliant Friend by Elena Ferrente
The Talented Ribkins by Ladee Hubbard
Pachinko by Min Jin Lee
Ella Minnow Pea by Mark Dunn

NONFICTION:
Shrill by Lindy West
Notorious RBG by Irin Carmon and Shana Knizhnik
Assassination Vacation by Sarah Vowell
An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination by Elizabeth McCracken
We Were Eight Years In Power by Ta-Nehisi Coates
Victoria The Queen by Julia Baird
Epic Measures: One Doctor, Seven Billion Patients by Jeremy N Smith

AUDIO:
Mr. Rosenblum Dreams In English by Natasha Solomon
Yes Please by Amy Poehler
Ruby by Cynthia Bond

HONORABLE MENTION:
The Woman In Cabin 10 by Ruth Ware
Miss Burma by Charmaine Craig
What Is Not Your Is Not Yours by Helen Oyeyemi
Love and Other Consolation Prizes by Jamie Ford

Of my favorite fiction books, Lincoln In The Bardo and News Of The World really stood out; Bardo in no small part because of its unique writing style and News because of Jules' amazing characters. The most surprising books on my lists are The Martian because it always surprises me when I really like a sci-fi book and The Changeling because fantasy is so far out of my wheelhouse but LaValle completely sold me. The most creative book I read this year was Ella Minnow Pea; imagine trying to write a book using fewer and fewer letters from the alphabet.

I "read" far fewer audiobooks this year so there were far fewer to add to my best-of list. Miss Burma is a book that has really stayed with me, particularly given the recent events in what is now Myanmar.  The book that by far and away made me the most uncomfortable was We Were Eight Years In Power. The book that made my heart hurt the most was An Exact Replica of A Figment Of My Imagination.


Monday, January 1, 2018

First Book of 2018!


Sheila, of Book Journey, is once again hosting First Book Of The Year; and I am, once again, slow to post!


Although, clearly, I took my picture bright and early this morning, before hairbrush and makeup and still wearing my nightgown (ok, let's be honest, I have been known to wear my pj's well into the afternoon, on occasion). And, yes, I know I was meant to have read this book by the end of 2017. But...best laid plans and all that. So, my first book of 2018 will be Thomas Hardy's Far From The Madding Crowd!