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lady_schrapnell) wrote2008-06-14 01:50 pm
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People are strange. (You said it, Thomas Lynn.)
Not referring to the 'No' vote Thursday, which I consider quite un-strange, actually, despite its leaving me in bed (purely figuratively speaking) with some very strange company. No, this post is in the 'but most of it's all about me'* class, and I'm referring to my neighbours and in particular, the one in the house next to me in the terrace, and her response to the news (discovered at the cost of many hundreds of Euro, three more days of blocked sewer hell, headaches, tears, and more headaches) that the broken pipe was actually in her back garden, which is the only place it can be fixed, though she has never experienced any problems and probably never would. She couldn't have been nicer AND said she refused to worry about it because we'd sort it out between us and she doesn't worry anymore. The neighbour who'd always been easy-going and friendly, on the other hand, had earlier been quite horrible.
So, despite the relief headache's expected appearance, I've started my catch-up on all matters bloggey by reading all missed flist posts, and am determined to get the last book of the 48 Hour Challenge done so I can finally do the 'Why I read YA' ramble I've been thinking about for a bit. The book is Sarah Dessen's The Truth about Forever, and the post is 'most of it's all about me' because I got hit hard enough by the 'gotcha' of recognition that I'm not all that able to be terribly objective about the book itself.
The only other book I've ever read which gave me that same grab of startled self-recognition was another Sarah Dessen, Just Listen, and in neither case was it the circumstances, though those were far closer in The Truth about Forever than in Just Listen, but something about the description of the exact way in which the character responded which did it. It was certainly more than the 'Oh, that character takes out as many library books as she's allowed each visit? Just like me' type of similarity. And somehow it also went beyond the psychology text-book level of cause-and-effect (girl has sudden death of a parent => tries to control everything by being perfect) to feel really right to me. There was a fair amount that I thought was good about the different responses to loss (Macy's father had a heart attack, Bert's & Wes's mother/Delia's sister, died of breast cancer) throughout. But the line that really got to me was Macy's saying - in response to being told not to be afraid but to be alive - "it's the same thing". Being afraid and being alive are the same thing. It took years after my father's death for me even to be able to understand the extent to which I felt that way, but I'd been living it all the same.
* A short poem from the wonderful How To Be Well-Versed in Poetry which delighted me as I encountered it whilewading through studying Wordsworth's "The Prelude" (also the title of this poem).
So, despite the relief headache's expected appearance, I've started my catch-up on all matters bloggey by reading all missed flist posts, and am determined to get the last book of the 48 Hour Challenge done so I can finally do the 'Why I read YA' ramble I've been thinking about for a bit. The book is Sarah Dessen's The Truth about Forever, and the post is 'most of it's all about me' because I got hit hard enough by the 'gotcha' of recognition that I'm not all that able to be terribly objective about the book itself.
The only other book I've ever read which gave me that same grab of startled self-recognition was another Sarah Dessen, Just Listen, and in neither case was it the circumstances, though those were far closer in The Truth about Forever than in Just Listen, but something about the description of the exact way in which the character responded which did it. It was certainly more than the 'Oh, that character takes out as many library books as she's allowed each visit? Just like me' type of similarity. And somehow it also went beyond the psychology text-book level of cause-and-effect (girl has sudden death of a parent => tries to control everything by being perfect) to feel really right to me. There was a fair amount that I thought was good about the different responses to loss (Macy's father had a heart attack, Bert's & Wes's mother/Delia's sister, died of breast cancer) throughout. But the line that really got to me was Macy's saying - in response to being told not to be afraid but to be alive - "it's the same thing". Being afraid and being alive are the same thing. It took years after my father's death for me even to be able to understand the extent to which I felt that way, but I'd been living it all the same.
Few basics: the story opens the summer before Macy's last year of school, as she's seeing her perfect boyfriend Jason off on his way to Brain Camp for 8 weeks. (It is worth noting the fact that Jason's not her 'perfect boyfriend' but her boyfriend, who is perfect. There's a hell of a difference.) Macy lives with her mother, who runs a property-development company alone since the death of Macy's father a year and a half ago. He had a sudden heart attack while out running, and Macy, also a runner, had found him lying on the road with a stranger performing CPR on him. Since his death Macy has been very carefully showing the world only small bits and pieces of herself - never showing her mother that she's scared, angry and miserable, leaving the open display of grief to her older sister, never asking Jason for anything more than the measured dose he gives her, doing her part to keep the house absolutely tidy, and even trading her comfortable 'track-rat' style for a neater, never-a-hair-out-of-place one. Yup, trying to be perfect. When she stumbles into the disorganized catering company run by Delia, with Bert and Wes, and two girls around Macy's age helping her, she takes on the odd job with them As Jason sends her the coldest email imaginable saying he wants to take a break, and Wes turns out to be nice, sensitive, artistic and not at all interested in perfection, it's not going to surprise anyone - or at least any reader, as Macy's a bit slow in this regard - that their friendship has the potential to be a lot more.
It's all pretty standard-sounding stuff written out like that, but like all the other Dessen books, it's got likable characters with some emotional depth, and is intelligent about real life, real people stuff. I think Macy could be less engaging than some of Dessen's protagonists, perhaps, because of that tightly controlled, shut-down response to the shock of her father's death, but her mother's so dreadful, in a well-meaning kind of way, that she might get more reader sympathy for that reason alone. As I said above, I could relate all too easily.
I relate not because of the mother's awful behaviour - not the outward signs of perfectionism - and certainly, definitely, absolutely not the ability to shut down any kind of show of grief. Nope. I was 7 when my father died of a heart attack, not in my teens, thousands of miles away, rather than right there and in the ambulance with him, and to this day I've a terrible tendency to cry in public no matter how much I want not to. I wasn't at my father's funeral, but nobody in the family stopped talking about him or hustled his things away in a flash. These are all the details of the story which aren't in common, but they're not as important as Macy's response.
Criticisms I might have include the plot and some characters being too similar to some other Dessen books and Jason's being - oh please, l hope I'm right about this one! - too awful to be quite credible, but I think Dessen fans will like this anyway, as I did, and someone new to her wouldn't be bother about the plot/character repetitiveness anyway. I'm also very much looking forward to Dessen's latest, Lock and Key, as it sounds as if she might be breaking out of her typical family set-ups and doing something different.
It's all pretty standard-sounding stuff written out like that, but like all the other Dessen books, it's got likable characters with some emotional depth, and is intelligent about real life, real people stuff. I think Macy could be less engaging than some of Dessen's protagonists, perhaps, because of that tightly controlled, shut-down response to the shock of her father's death, but her mother's so dreadful, in a well-meaning kind of way, that she might get more reader sympathy for that reason alone. As I said above, I could relate all too easily.
I relate not because of the mother's awful behaviour - not the outward signs of perfectionism - and certainly, definitely, absolutely not the ability to shut down any kind of show of grief. Nope. I was 7 when my father died of a heart attack, not in my teens, thousands of miles away, rather than right there and in the ambulance with him, and to this day I've a terrible tendency to cry in public no matter how much I want not to. I wasn't at my father's funeral, but nobody in the family stopped talking about him or hustled his things away in a flash. These are all the details of the story which aren't in common, but they're not as important as Macy's response.
Criticisms I might have include the plot and some characters being too similar to some other Dessen books and Jason's being - oh please, l hope I'm right about this one! - too awful to be quite credible, but I think Dessen fans will like this anyway, as I did, and someone new to her wouldn't be bother about the plot/character repetitiveness anyway. I'm also very much looking forward to Dessen's latest, Lock and Key, as it sounds as if she might be breaking out of her typical family set-ups and doing something different.
* A short poem from the wonderful How To Be Well-Versed in Poetry which delighted me as I encountered it while
Dear Samuel Taylor C.,
Enclosed is some verse. It could be
That there's rather too much
About Nature and such
But most of it's all about me.Ron Rubin
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What's really galling about this (and
(My cranky tone is at the people - many of them Irish - having a go at No voters, NOT at you for asking the question!)
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(I know I could search harder, but every time I sit down to the comp, it's like I have ten tasks, and I always choose the easiest two before I get interrupted and have to put off the other eight.)
Thank you!
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