To find new books, I tend to listen to the All The Books podcast by BookRiot. My dog Raina and I listen on our nearly daily walks as they share new book releases and books from back-lists that they enjoyed.
This book, Behind Her Eyes, caught my attention during one of the podcasts, and I added it to my wishlist at the public library. Noticing that it was wait-listed, I added my name. “Oooh,” I thought. “Lot’s of people want this book, so it must be as good as Liberty said it was!”
So, there are comparisons of this book to Gone Girl…I guess so…only in the psychological sense. It also reminded me a little of The Girl on the Train– perhaps because it is set in the UK, or that the main character, Louise, is a lovelorn, wounded ex-wife on the fringes of someone else’s relationship as Emma was. What drew me to this book was Liberty’s admission that despite being great at figuring out mysteries before the reveal, this one she did not see coming, and that in no way would anyone else be able to figure it out.
So the premise is of Louise, recently divorced and a single mom, who meets a charming married man at a bar one night. Nothing too untoward happens, and they go their separate ways. Only to meet back up again at Louise’s work in a psychiatry office. Where he is her new boss (dun-dun-DUN). Add to this a friendship blossoming between Louise and Adele, his wife, which Adele wishes to keep a secret. Louise starts to question the relationship between Adele and her husband while also trying to maintain her work relationship with him. It becomes clear that Adele is not what she seems, and that her husband is treating her as a patient with medications, scheduled phone calls and locking her in the house. Louise decides to come to the rescue- but does Adele need help?
Louise also has her own emotional and psychological issues, mostly stemming from night terrors she’s had since becoming a mother. A little booze on top of that doesn’t help. Adele offers her a book that helped her through her own night terrors, and through notes in the book margins, Louise finds out even more about Adele, fueling her need to come to Adele’s rescue.
Liberty was correct. I did NOT see that ending coming. I loved it. I know some reviewers blew it off as just an easy out in the last few chapters, but Sarah Pinborough leads you to that ending throughout the book- you just don’t realize it until the end. I think some reviewers are just resentful that they didn’t see it coming or felt tricked. I personally loved it because it was like the feeling you get when hear some salacious gossip and you aren’t sure if you should laugh or feel bad. A total mind-blowing read.
For those of you who don’t know Augusten Burroughs, take a gander at Running With Scissors or Wolf At the Table whenever you are feeling like a giant pile of poop.
His childhood (and adulthood) will remind you of why your life is perfect!
This is a memoir (another!) of his adulthood post sobriety, though the early few pages are still him immersed in a relapse.
This memoir chronicles three very important relationships he had as an adult, including both of his marriages.
If you are familiar with him, you will appreciate his ongoing sense of humor in his writing- about his mental illness, his catastrophizing, his impulsive jewelry buying.
What is new is the love story that this memoir produces.
You’ve always rooted for him given the horrible life he’s had, and this book gives you a chance to celebrate what he’s done with it.
On top of it, he mentions that one of his therapists looks like Joyce Carol Oates from the 70s. He mentions her numerous times, and gets her style. Love him even more now.
My husband and I were lucky enough to meet him at a recent book signing and hear him read an excerpt from the beginning of the book- where he is visiting a therapist regarding his lack of sexual feelings towards his boyfriend. He’s as hilarious in person as he is on the pages. He’s also WAY MORE philosophical in person, though this excerpt is pretty amazing:
“Diamonds appeared oily upon magnification. Rubies were busy inside. Sapphires sometimes appeared to contain a galaxy, and emeralds could blind you with green. Opals reminded me of a beehive. Sometimes jade looked like sticky rice, and inside some alexandrites, it appeared to be raining.
Was it a universal truth that the closer you looked at something, the more you would see but the less you would understand what you were looking at?”
The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern was like a dream and a fairy tale for adults (I think it even says that on the back). How someone can take such short, simple sentences and turn them into mental images of such grandeur and mystery and beauty blows my mind. Morgenstern isn’t a lyrical author, but she is a painter with words.
The story is of Marco and Celia, two illusionists. Both are raised from children to understand that their illusions are part of a contest of which they know no rules. The contest eventually involves a magical, surreal circus that captivates the places it visits- and captivates the people that visit. Once Marco and Celia meet and realize that they are opponents, the fate of their lives, the circus and the performers is a jeopardy.
The novel begins in the Victorian era and it has a very steampunk feel to it. I could see some cosplay come out of this. I read it and thought what a great movie or TV series this would be (if Hollywood can meet/exceed reader expectations), but alas, there isn’t yet one despite the screenplay having been sold in 2012. Surprisingly (or maybe I missed it?) there is no mention of the turn of the century despite this story crossing over into the 20th century. I thought there could have been something extraordinary about this change included with the circus, but there was not.
Morgenstern attempts to create two time lines- a current one with a young circus-goer named Bailey and a past one that creates the backstory of the circus and the contest. You realize that the two will intersect towards the end of the book, but I didn’t feel it was that necessary, as it wasn’t until the last 1/3 of the book that I even realized they were on different paths. Bailey’s relationship to the circus doesn’t become exposed until the end, and even then it is not made totally clear. One interesting note- the author RARELY uses the word magic to describe anything in the book. If the word is used, it seems as if it is a dirty word.
Beautiful story about love, relationships, death, illusions and whether our paths in life are truly ordained before we exist.
Just finished this quick book…so fascinating!
It is the true story of Christopher Knight…a self-imposed isolationist that lived for 27 years in a makeshift camp in the Maine wilderness. In that time, he only spoke to four people, who were hiking in the area….he didn’t even speak to himself out loud. For 27 years (seriously?).
To survive, especially the brutal Maine winters, he expertly broke into camps and cabins near the lake not far from his campsite. For 27 years (seriously) he carefully and stealthily broke into homes to steal clothes, soap, frozen hamburgers and other items to stay alive. Until he finally got caught.
For years he was a local myth. People tired of having their stuff stolen left bags of books for him or paper to write a wishlist that they would fulfill. He never accepted them, further adding to his mystique.
The author spends months with Knight after his arrest, learning about what drove him to disappear into the woods, what entertained him there, and most importantly, what kept him there.
I learned a TON from this book, not just about how Mr. Knight survived in the woods for (OMG) 27 years, but also about the author Michael Finkel’s troubled career and stolen identity (you can’t make THIS story up!). I also learned that there was a weird fad in the 18th century where wealthy people found it fashionable to house a hermit on their grounds, and show him off at dinner parties. I also learned that their is an entire hermit community that you can only join if you can totally prove you are a hermit. Which is very hard to do since using a computer is the antithesis of hermitism (new word, Webster’s!).
Not going to lie, after reading this, I started to wonder how many days I’d last in a self-imposed silent camp. Is that isolationlust? Solitudelust? Sololust? Whatever it is, my husband is ready to try it. And maybe I am too….
Can things we once thought were ugly be beautiful? Are beautiful things sometimes ugly?
I have a feeling this book is going to stick with me for awhile. It’s the type of story that makes you question your preconceived notions about rules, love, law and relationships. It makes you question the things that society thinks are taboo, for better or worse.
Wavy is a young girl when she meets Kellen. He is the motorcycle riding henchman of Wavy’s father Liam, a meth producer and drug dealer. Wavy’s mother Val spends most of her time in bed coming down or high on drugs. Wavy feels responsible for her young brother Donal, changing his diapers, feeding him, even getting her grandmother’s cookbooks out to make dinner.
Kellen crashes his motorcycle near Wavy’s home, and she rushes to take care of him, as is her nature. Once Kellen gets an eye for Wavy’s living situation and the home’s conditions, he begins to take care of her and Donal in a way her parents (and their cast of characters) never could. He buys the groceries on the lists Wavy makes, he drives her to school and back on his motorcycle, he makes sure she has shoes on her feet.
Wavy doesn’t speak often, nor will she eat in front of people. Because of her upbringing, she’s prone to steal food at night and only say sporadic words. With Kellen around, she opens up, speaks more, and slowly, fall in love. What do we do with this…a young girl falling in love with a 20-something year old man? We hold on, cross our fingers, and hope this situation doesn’t get out of hand.
But it does as Wavy gets older, but not in the way you’d expect. A tragedy occurs on Wavy’s 14th birthday, and the aftermath of it destroys Kellen, Wavy, and Donal. Throw in a meddling aunt, and everyone’s lives are forced down a road none of them want.
The story is told through multiple characters…from when Wavy is 5 until she is 21, when Wavy is in college to be an astrophysicist. This book had me perpetually on the edge…I didn’t want Kellen to take advantage of young Wavy, I didn’t want Wavy to fall into the daughter-of-a-drug-dealer trope. I’m still not sure if these things (and more) did or did not happen.
Very quick read. Great debut novel.