Monthly Archives: July 2012

Oh the emotional tugs of a Chris Cleave novel! Beware of kids who are either seriously ill as in “Gold,” or making their way to a new country as in “Little Bee,” or blown up as in “Incendiary.” Usually victims and survivors populate Cleave’s novels and those who discover the very marrow of their lives in desperate, terrible situations.

His earlier novels “Incendiary” and “Little Bee” were riveting storytelling, maybe each had parts of suspended disbelief, but still you clawed your way through them at a rapid pace. His latest novel “Gold” is that way as well, but for me gets the “bronze” compared to his others.

“Gold’s” release is timely as the London 2012 Olympics are about to begin next week. The story is about two female world-class track cyclists who have been teammates, friends and rivals since they were 19, and now that they are 32 they are nearing the competition of their last Olympic Games. Who win the one coveted team spot to go? And what will they sacrifice to get there?

Cleave seems to dangle these till the very end, with Kate the kind, loyal, mother-figure who has missed two prior Olympics pitted against Zoe, the harsh, solitary model-looking gold medalist who will do anything to win. (Even it means sleeping with Kate’s boyfriend and future husband, Jack, a gold medal cyclist himself.)

The Kate-Zoe and Jack triangle spins around, interspersing with narration from Kate and Jack’s sick daughter Sophie, who has leukemia and is obsessed with “Star Wars,” and from Tom Voss, Kate and Zoe’s old, crotchety coach, who missed the ’68 Olympics and has demons of his own.

Everyone is a bit emotionally wounded here (as typical in a Cleave novel), but in this one, world class physical fitness contrasts with the frailties and sickness of a child and the decrepit body of old age. Going for the gold takes on a whole different meaning here, where life and death, family and human bonds are all at risk.

Cleave’s storytelling and dialogue are typically alluring. I thought “Gold” would be the perfect summer fast-read, and it was pretty good in visualizing the rivalry and their velodrome sporting worlds, but it was flat in parts and didn’t exactly rise to the level of his others. The character Zoe is pretty maddening along the way, you want to shake some sense into her and perhaps the rest of them too. The secretness of the scandal toward the end is a bit hard to believe, and the story sort of hits you over the head with its cast and message. I was glad to go for Cleave’s “Gold,” but I just didn’t (overly) love it. Continue reading →

Greetings from Kelowna, British Columbia (Canada)! It’s a city in the southern interior of B.C. next to Okanagan Lake in the Okanagan Valley, which is known for it’s plentiful vineyards and orchards.

My husband and I arrived here after a long day driving on Friday and came for the GranFondo Kelowna 122 km bike ride on Saturday, which was invigorating and a good challenge. We were lucky because it was overcast, otherwise we would have fried like eggs on our bikes.

Afterwards we visited one of our favorite independent bookstores in Western Canada called Mosaic Books in downtown Kelowna. It has a big selection of books and everything is well displayed. In the back, there’s a big stock of “bargain books” where hardbacks and trade paperbacks can be bought for between $6.99 to $8.99, which is a good deal in Canada where non-used books usually cost $20s to $40s. So off we were to the races: here is my stack (below) that I bought at bargain:

Going from the top, there’s “Toute Allure: Falling in Love in Rural France” by Karen Wheeler, which is the second book by the former British Fashion editor and writer who first wrote “Tout Sweet: Hanging Up My High Heels for a New Life in France.” This is a memoir I read before I visited France a few years ago and it proved so entertaining I had to get Part II.

The next down is Margaret Atwood’s second novel “Surfacing” from 1972. It’s about a woman who returns to her hometown in Quebec to look for her missing father. Sounds intriguing, and it’s Atwood talking about Canada after all!

Next is Mitchell Zuckoff’s “Lost in Shangri-La: A True Story of Survival, Adventure, and the Most Incredible Rescue Mission of World War II.” I heard this one is pretty amazing and was sold at Hello!

Then comes “Mao’s Last Dancer” by Cunxin Li. It’s a memoir about a dancer who grows up in Mao’s communist China and eventually defects to the U.S. I’m intrigued to read it and also thereafter to see the movie of it, which came out in 2009.

The last book in my stack is “Townie” a memoir by Andre Dubus III. Apparently the author of “House of Sand and Fog” has written a powerful account of his life — growing up in a depressed Massachusetts mill town — which I definitely plan to check out!

So all in all, five nonfiction books and one that is fiction. This is rare! Usually fiction rules my picks. Have you read any of these? And what do you think of them? Enjoy your Sunday. Continue reading →

I recently found out about author Elizabeth Crane from an article by L.A. Times book critic Carolyn Kellogg. I hadn’t known her books before, which include three short story collections, but I thought I would try out her debut novel “We Only Know So Much,” which came out last month.

It’s about a family of two parents, two kids, a grandfather and a great-grandmother who all live under one roof in a small Midwestern college town. Each of the family members seems to have their own issues or preoccupations: the know-it-all father fears that he is losing his memory; the withdrawn mother is dealing with the loss of a secret lover; the difficult daughter is trying to get on reality TV; the sweet, 9-year-old son has his first girlfriend; the hazy grandfather is suffering from Parkinson’s disease; and the 98-year-old great-grandmother is fussy but loves attention.

It’s a problematic American family coming apart at the seams with an inability to communicate with one another. Each of them is going in different directions and is too caught up in their own worlds to really relate to each other. There seems to be a complete family disconnect at a critical juncture for each of them. Yet it’s a family crisis that they seem quite unaware of.

Despite this theme, “We Only Know So Much” is not really a dark novel. It’s more quirky and empathetic. The book alternates chapters among the family members so you get a gist of all of them. But some are more fleshed out and better than others; the grandfather and great-grandmother seem less realized, and I thought the bitchy daughter perhaps the most developed and enjoyable.

The novel has well-done moments, but I can’t say it was a novel for me. Despite the entertaining way Crane writes, I thought the first half of the novel pretty slow. The family members’ issues are introduced and then their problems are just gone over again. There’s little change or development or much that happens. Towards the end, a few of the strands in it thankfully pick up. But at times it seemed more a portrait of a family than a story where something actually develops or happens. I’m not sure I really liked the characters, but I made myself not quit on the book and came away with a quirky picture of a family rather run amuck.

For another perspective, some over at Goodreads liked it much better than I did. I guess it’s a matter of different strokes for different folks. Continue reading →