I can see both why this has garnered so much love and why I have also seen so many negative reviews. The loss of control over the rhyme scheme in lines 19-22 may reinforce this contradiction in her advice to the book. It also adds pace to the poem and makes you pause at particular moments to think about what has just been said. Parenthesis is also used, in cases such as on line 8, where the narrator says, '. Which in itself should tell you just how good it is.
However, some book club members found the pace way to slow, that not enough was happening. Bradstrreet's innate ability to relate the frustration of the writing process through the brilliance of this metaphor is breathtaking. She has been tweeking it over and over again. The metaphor is that like said before she is a mother to her poetry, and hated what it was as it wasn't perfection. What can I even say about Her? I initially closed this feeling a little cheated from my desired, dramatic ending, but then one particular quite kept replaying in my mind. We get perspectives from both Emma and Nina, throughout the novel. What connects these two women and why Nina wants to insert herself into her life is the crux of the whole book.
When she speaks of her first husband, Arnold, it is often with the language of gratitude: Sometimes it felt as if Arnold, with his confidence and generosity and taste, had willed me into existence, suggesting as much as fostering the characteristics which are now so much a part of me. The problem was that she did not want her book published. I pictured her child, dirty and hobbling, relentlessly unprepared for public view. She is the daughter of a successful composer, but often hints at a difficult childhood: her father a philanderer, her mother eccentric and with a tendency towards alcoholism. The poem reflects the struggle that authors sometimes undergo about whether or not to publish their work and also points to the challenges that women in Bradstreet's time faced when trying to find their voices through writing. On the other hand, if you're looking for an actual dark story that culminates over a vacation and is filled with truly horrifying characters, I recommend.
The ending, however, was a huge disappointment to me. Although she writes the verse in a lucid way, the poem is much more complicated than it initially seems. The problem was: he published the poems without the author's knowledge or consent. Got this as a Goodreads Giveaway. This is not like Gone Girl at all.
I was excited when it came in, but I made the mistake of looking at the Goodreads reviews before I started it. Even so, my rating was going to be a pretty solid two stars until literally the last page and a half, but that page and a half was absolutely infuriating. This, and her cruelty to Emma's children, is explicable if Nina is pure sociopath, but unlike the main character in Alys, apart from those isolated incidents she doesn't come across that way. Newer releases tend to have to provide an ever increasing amount of shock-factor to compete with its peers. As a result, I found the ending unsatisfying.
No doubt, this story is chilling, about a pair of friends, the first of whom secretly resents the latter who doesn't even remember the first for a reason that lurks somewhere near the corner of Petty Place and Ridiculous Road, out near Lunatic Fringe. In the poem she directly talks to the book that was published without her approval, referring to it as her 'ill-formed offspring', snatched and exploited into a world of disapproval and criticism. The writing is understated and all the more chilling because of it but the prose still manages to conjure up scenes in London and France without ever seeming mired in detail. I know some parents who have half-jokingly told their children not to say what family they come from when they leave the house; Bradstreet echoes that sentiment, but she may be more serious than jesting. Particularly as a woman, her desire for perfection before leaving her work vulnerable to public criticism is absolutely understandable. As I said when I first finished reading this, it made my blood run cold. She is insecure the book wont make money.
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I loved the writing, loved how creepy it was with the subtle details, and how slowly the suspense was built. Lane does a great job of creating atmosphere with sensory details — I especially felt the weather and how it burdened the already over-burdened Emma, and the change sunny and warm weather brings when she and her family go on holiday in France. I don't know what type of person would enjoy reading about a forty-year-old woman acting like a six-year-old, but it isn't me. In Nina, we have someone who perhaps resembles Frances of Alys, Always a decade or more into her social-climbing project. Neither you, nor the coeditors you shared it with will be able to recover it again.