Booknote: Mysteries of Character

GEMMA, MAISIE, AND CLARE

My mother devoured mysteries.  I think when she was raising her four children they were pure escape.  She would read a Crime Club mystery in an evening and then read several more over the rest of a week—all of that required frequent trips to the public library.  I am more selective in which mysteries I like, but I do have a few favorite authors whose series I follow.   These are mystery novels featuring women detectives with these characters evolving over time.  Reading them in the order they were published enables the reader to share in how a relationship, whether it’s with a work partner or a romantic interest, deepens and changes.  For me, this is much more satisfying than a one-off crime novel. The books in these series are also well written.  Each author came to writing after some other career and with considerable life experience and each has won multiple awards for her writing. So, here is my first batch of favorites—for those who know me, there aren’t any surprises!

Deborah Crombie grew up near Dallas, Texas, lived in the U.K. with her first husband, a Scotsman, and then returned to the U.S. and Texas.  She loved England and her contemporary mysteries are set there and feature the Scotland Yard detective team of Duncan Kincaid and Gemma Jones.  The first books focused on Duncan, but then their relationship developed.  They became partners in life and often work together, whether officially or unofficially, on their cases.

The novels are rich with the complexities of children and stepchildren, ex-spouses, unreasonable bosses, challenging colleagues, and yes, murders with few clues.  One of her most recent titles which I just read and enjoyed is The Sound of Broken Glass.  There are at least 17 titles in the series—hard for me to believe I’ve read that many!

The Maisie Dobbs mystery novels by Jacqueline Winspear are mostly set in England in the period from WWI into the 1930’s.  Maisie is a psychologist and private investigator and a somewhat quirky woman taking advantage of the winds of social change.  Author Winspear was born and raised in the U.K., immigrated to the United States in 1990, and now lives in the San Francisco Bay area.  Several years ago, I had the pleasure of meeting her briefly when she was also a guest at an author lunch.

I find Winspear’s evocation of this earlier time in history to be fascinating and believable.  Besides Maisie, her other characters—Maisie’s father, her mentor Maurice, and her friend James Compton—come off the page and I find myself savoring the details of their lives and their interactions.   Currently, I’m reading the very latest Maisie Dobbs, A Dangerous Place, this one set in Gibraltar.

Unlike the other two writers, Julia Spencer-Fleming has always lived in the U.S. and has not strayed too far from home.  She grew up in Plattsburgh, NY as an army brat, went to law school and then practiced law before becoming a successful writer.  She now lives outside Portland, Maine.  Her main character, Clare Fergusson, is undoubtedly one of the more unusual detectives.  An ordained Episcopal priest, Clare has her own church in a small upstate NY town, and previously was a helicopter pilot in the army.  The town of Millers Kill is almost as much of a character as police chief Russ Van Alstyne with whom Clare collaborates.

Almost every book title is a phrase from a Protestant hymn and some chapter titles too, but don’t be put off, there is some church politics in the mix, but these are not preachy tomes.  One aspect of Spencer-Fleming’s work I particularly admire is her willingness to tackle contemporary issues within the context of a murder mystery, be it abandoned babies or the struggles of returning veterans.  You may find, as I do, that her stories stay with you.  One such for me was One Was a Soldier published in 2011.

Booknote: James and Ferrante

I have returned home from my Asian Adventure and along with re-adjusting to east coast time, I’m back doing more reading.  Here are my latest books.

WSJ Book Club

Sometime ago, I read that the Wall Street Journal was starting an online book club.  I was intrigued, but I was still working and didn’t think I had the time to commit to it.  Now, Colm Toibin, one of my favorite authors, is moderating a 6 week discussion of Henry James’ novel, The Golden Bowl.  I probably last read this novel in college, but vividly recall the Masterpiece Theater production of some years ago.

From www.imdb.com
From www.imdb.com

 

 

 

Now I’m reading it again, this time from the 1922 New York edition of James’ works given to me by my grandfather.  This copy was published on good paper (probably acid-free or mostly so), is in good condition, and comprises two volumes, given its length.  I have the added bonus of a folded sheet of lined yellow paper with my grandfather’s handwritten notes tucked in the front.

James’ sentences are lengthy with many phrases strung together by commas.  I liked Toibin’s advice, in an article about his choice, to just read them and not worry about understanding every nuance.  He also suggested reading at least 50 pages at a time without a break.

Online, a question for discussion is posed each week, and this week’s relates to the names of the characters, Adam Verver, Prince Amerigo, and Fanny Assingham, and their significance.  I have long been a fan of Henry James and this online discussion provides motivation and discipline for my reading.

 

Elena Ferrante 

In between short takes of James, I’m reading the first volume, My Brilliant Friend, of Italian novelist Elena Ferrante’s series about a lifelong friendship between two women.  Ferrante has received a lot of publicity and much praise for her works and occasioned curiosity about her identity and even her sex.  She was born in Naples and has written a number of successful novels, but uses a pseudonym.  As her works have been translated and made available outside Italy, there has been greater speculation about her including an article last year in the New York Times.

BrilliantFriendThe first volume is not an easy read, in my opinion, but I am determined to finish it.  Set in a poor neighborhood, the childhood section is somewhat stream of consciousness with a raft of characters and could be said to mimic how a younger child’s mind recalls events.  The second section, “Adolescence,”  is more straightforwardly presented.  Ferrante easily captures the capricious nature of childhood relationships; she likes me, she hates me, she feels superior; I admire her, but I want to best her, I want her to like me, etc.  Onward, I go!

Tidy Tidbits: Opera & Books

The Oscars

While not surprised, I was disappointed that Boyhood did not win best picture, but very pleased that Patricia Arquette got an award for her marvelous role in this film.  As one article I read pointed out, the award winners are more and more divorced from what the American public goes to see.  Compared to American Sniper, which I haven’t seen, millions more people saw that than went to view Birdman.

Sarasota Scene

As part of the Sarasota arts smorgasbord, we sampled two Sarasota Opera productions last week.  The theater is small and there is an intimacy not found in San Francisco or New York.  Tosca was very good and The Golden Cockerel a beautifully staged production of an infrequently sung work by Rimsky-Korsakov.  The sets were lavish, colorful, and the equal of any opera we’ve seen anywhere.

Footnote

I finished Galgut’s Arctic Summer and enjoyed the rest of this novel.  It is based on Forster’s diaries, letters, and biographies and one appreciates his reluctance to consider himself a writer and Forster’s struggle bringing to birth Passage to IndiaI remember being puzzled by that book when I read it many years ago and much preferred his Howards End.

 On the Road

I will soon be on my way to Asia so have loaded up my Kindle with novels and memoirs and a few other nonfiction books.  I always enjoy the Wall Street Journal’s weekly column, “Five Best,” and last week’s was books about spinsters.  I knew of Winifred Holtby and enjoyed the Masterpiece Theater presentation of her Testament of Youth some years ago and so I now have her novel, South Riding, downloaded and ready to go.  I also decided that it is time to re-read Jane Austen’s Persuasion for the third for fourth time as it is my favorite of all her works.  It too was cited in the column along with that Barbara Pym classic, Excellent Women.

Tidy Tidbits: Grandparenting & Forster

Part of this past week was devoted to the delights of grandparenting so this is a shorter post.  I continue to be amazed and impressed at what a not-yet-3 year old comprehends, expresses and imagines.  There is a steady stream of conversation, lots of singing (all the verses of “London Bridge Is Falling Down”—even ones I didn’t know plus a verse in Japanese—and her own made-up songs), and many play scenarios from having a birthday party to going to the beach.  We actually went to the beach for real and she was thoroughly engrossed in building a sand castle and stepping just enough into the water for the waves to tickle.

At Grandma and Grandpa’s house, she was always ready to “help” so I had her assistance in measuring rice, stirring soup, and then setting the table.  In the kitchen, she would position the fold-up stool (a great invention, by the way) just so at the counter and pop up to help.  We also read books and a new one about a bear and a duck called Good Night Already! was requested over and over as in “Again, again.”

The four days passed all too quickly.  I’ve stored up memories, hugs, and the sound of her voice until the next visit.

This Week’s Book

Arctic Summer by Damon Galgut  Arctic

I was attracted to this novel for its promised portrayal of E.M. Forster.  I enjoy historical novels about artists and writers and thought Colm Toibin’s The Master about Henry James was itself masterful.  But, despite its nomination for the Man Booker Prize, I’m finding this book slow going, especially the opening chapters.  Forster’s travels to India and back, around England, and then to Egypt are sometimes hard to separate making for a muddled story line, but do show him gathering impressions and insights for his later novels, particularly Passage to India.  The book gets better farther on and is primarily a novel about the hurt and anguish of unrequited love as Forster, in his early thirties, comes to terms with his homosexuality.

I am persevering and having passed the midpoint will complete the book.