by Gayle Greene ‧ RELEASE DATE: Oct. 18, 2017
A moving, complex homage to a set of mothers.
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In this memoir, an author recounts her efforts to deal with the death of her mother.
When Greene (The Woman Who Knew Too Much, 2017, etc.) was a child, her father abandoned her mother, Agnes, for a younger woman. The author was largely raised by her mother and her maternal aunt, Paddy. Agnes was left in the lurch in the 1950s, a tough time for a mother of two to be single and unemployed. As a result, she was often emotionally volatile—Greene describes her paroxysms of fury as “operatic.” The author sought solace in literature: “Novels are where I’m at home because they’re a way of not being at home, not being in my own skin, a way of disappearing in the words and worlds of others, taking on the shapes of other lives.” She wanted to flee from Agnes—Greene was stricken with “matrophobia,” or the fear of becoming like her—and escaped to New York City to earn a doctorate in English literature from Columbia University, where her studies focused on Shakespeare. While she was working as a college professor in California, both Agnes and Paddy became seriously ill, compelling the author to step in and lend a hand. When Paddy suddenly died, Greene was left as the sole caretaker of Agnes—years before, the author’s brother, Billy, took his own life. Greene assumed power of attorney for Agnes, arranged for nursing and hospice care in her home, and then managed the aftermath of her inevitable death. The basket of practical tasks—arranging for the cremation, hosting a memorial, selling the house, for example—catalyzed the author to deeply examine her mother’s life and the powerful emotional legacy that she bequeathed. Greene’s memoir is much more a meditative reflection than an exhaustive autobiographical history—she largely focuses on the period directly before and after her mother’s death. But the author’s struggle to come to terms with Agnes’ passing becomes a portal to a much broader spectrum of philosophically astute soul-searching, including her brother’s suicide and her own romantic travails. For example, she discusses her long-distance relationship with Bob, her boyfriend, with impressive candor. Greene’s writing is precisely what you’d expect from a professor of literature: elegant, poetical, and dotted with references to Joan Didion, Robert Frost, and many other luminaries. And the author not only discusses the emotional blow of Agnes’ and Paddy’s deaths—her twin mothers—but also the way in which your identity, for better or worse, is moored in the existence of your mother: “The story of a life makes a kind of sense when your mother’s there to know it. But when she dies, the narrative threads unravel,” the self itself is “undone, for there can be no self without a story, no story of a life that makes a life make sense.” Greene’s reminisces are thoughtful, emotionally affecting, beautifully expressed, and, despite the gravity of the subject, punctuated with lighthearted humor as well.
A moving, complex homage to a set of mothers.Pub Date: Oct. 18, 2017
ISBN: 978-1-943859-46-7
Page Count: 244
Publisher: Univ. of Nevada
Review Posted Online: May 22, 2018
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by Elie Wiesel & translated by Marion Wiesel ‧ RELEASE DATE: Jan. 16, 2006
The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...
Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children.
He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions.
Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006
ISBN: 0374500010
Page Count: 120
Publisher: Hill & Wang
Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006
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by Jack Weatherford ‧ RELEASE DATE: March 2, 2004
A horde-pleaser, well-written and full of surprises.
“The Mongols swept across the globe as conquerors,” writes the appreciative pop anthropologist-historian Weatherford (The History of Money, 1997, etc.), “but also as civilization’s unrivaled cultural carriers.”
No business-secrets fluffery here, though Weatherford does credit Genghis Khan and company for seeking “not merely to conquer the world but to impose a global order based on free trade, a single international law, and a universal alphabet with which to write all the languages of the world.” Not that the world was necessarily appreciative: the Mongols were renowned for, well, intemperance in war and peace, even if Weatherford does go rather lightly on the atrocities-and-butchery front. Instead, he accentuates the positive changes the Mongols, led by a visionary Genghis Khan, brought to the vast territories they conquered, if ever so briefly: the use of carpets, noodles, tea, playing cards, lemons, carrots, fabrics, and even a few words, including the cheer hurray. (Oh, yes, and flame throwers, too.) Why, then, has history remembered Genghis and his comrades so ungenerously? Whereas Geoffrey Chaucer considered him “so excellent a lord in all things,” Genghis is a byword for all that is savage and terrible; the word “Mongol” figures, thanks to the pseudoscientific racism of the 19th century, as the root of “mongoloid,” a condition attributed to genetic throwbacks to seed sown by Mongol invaders during their decades of ravaging Europe. (Bad science, that, but Dr. Down’s son himself argued that imbeciles “derived from an earlier form of the Mongol stock and should be considered more ‘pre-human, rather than human.’ ”) Weatherford’s lively analysis restores the Mongols’ reputation, and it takes some wonderful learned detours—into, for instance, the history of the so-called Secret History of the Mongols, which the Nazis raced to translate in the hope that it would help them conquer Russia, as only the Mongols had succeeded in doing.
A horde-pleaser, well-written and full of surprises.Pub Date: March 2, 2004
ISBN: 0-609-61062-7
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Crown
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2003
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