ON KEEPING WOMEN

In a swarming of images, bright diversions, and symbolism which seems to flip belly-up before your eyes, Calisher again stirs toward coherence but lands mostly among impressive isles of total chaos. Lexie, from teenager to matron, begins and ends the story on the two banks of the Hudson. In a 4:00 a.m. N.Y, harbor pier-side wrangle with her parents, Lexie begins her "voyage to the interior" by reaching out to the "city" she'd heard about from her father—her own erogenous zone. The penetration of her "empty space," as she looks for her own "special language," proceeds 30 miles up the Hudson River, where she lives—as wife, mother, and lover—in a Victorian mansion. After years of young children ("love buttered") and fabled neighbors' enchanted nights (a swimming pool "bobbing with pale-gold oval faces"), Lexie takes a trip that stops just short of the bridge to that city (O-ho) and finally finds the perfect meld of dominance and submission in sex. The close is a serio/comic vision, with the suburban matron and her estranged husband nude on the grass, viewed by their grown children who are plotting escape from the family tower—after an attempted suicide by one and hints of incest. Now Lexie, presumably having settled the matter of what is solely female and what is personal ("In her relationships with men. . . have they been with herself?") rears up like "a dinosaur on the edge of extinction" and yells out: "Ah! I give birth to them. The women. Him. All Awareness. . . ." For the reader who goes the distance on this slow, muddy, but tantalizing track—Distance is the key. Back off and you'll spy the themes and counter-themes, you'll hear the horns of serf-land gently blowing on the Hudson. Ahhhhhh! or Arghhhhh!, depending on your stamina, and Calisher experience.a

Pub Date: Nov. 1, 1977

ISBN: 0425039366

Page Count: -

Publisher: Arbor House

Review Posted Online: March 23, 2012

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 1, 1977

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Unrelenting gloom relieved only occasionally by wrenching trauma; somehow, though, Hannah’s storytelling chops keep the...

FLY AWAY

Hannah’s sequel to Firefly Lane (2008) demonstrates that those who ignore family history are often condemned to repeat it.

When we last left Kate and Tully, the best friends portrayed in Firefly Lane, the friendship was on rocky ground. Now Kate has died of cancer, and Tully, whose once-stellar TV talk show career is in free fall, is wracked with guilt over her failure to be there for Kate until her very last days. Kate’s death has cemented the distrust between her husband, Johnny, and daughter Marah, who expresses her grief by cutting herself and dropping out of college to hang out with goth poet Paxton. Told mostly in flashbacks by Tully, Johnny, Marah and Tully’s long-estranged mother, Dorothy, aka Cloud, the story piles up disasters like the derailment of a high-speed train. Increasingly addicted to prescription sedatives and alcohol, Tully crashes her car and now hovers near death, attended by Kate’s spirit, as the other characters gather to see what their shortsightedness has wrought. We learn that Tully had tried to parent Marah after her father no longer could. Her hard-drinking decline was triggered by Johnny’s anger at her for keeping Marah and Paxton’s liaison secret. Johnny realizes that he only exacerbated Marah’s depression by uprooting the family from their Seattle home. Unexpectedly, Cloud, who rebuffed Tully’s every attempt to reconcile, also appears at her daughter’s bedside. Sixty-nine years old and finally sober, Cloud details for the first time the abusive childhood, complete with commitments to mental hospitals and electroshock treatments, that led to her life as a junkie lowlife and punching bag for trailer-trash men. Although powerful, Cloud’s largely peripheral story deflects focus away from the main conflict, as if Hannah was loath to tackle the intractable thicket in which she mired her main characters.

Unrelenting gloom relieved only occasionally by wrenching trauma; somehow, though, Hannah’s storytelling chops keep the pages turning even as readers begin to resent being drawn into this masochistic morass.

Pub Date: April 23, 2013

ISBN: 978-0-312-57721-6

Page Count: 416

Publisher: St. Martin's

Review Posted Online: Feb. 18, 2013

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 2013

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THE COLDEST WINTER EVER

Debut novel by hip-hop rap artist Sister Souljah, whose No Disrespect (1994), which mixes sexual history with political diatribe, is popular in schools country-wide. In its way, this is a tour de force of black English and underworld slang, as finely tuned to its heroine’s voice as Alice Walker’s The Color Purple. The subject matter, though, has a certain flashiness, like a black Godfather family saga, and the heroine’s eventual fall develops only glancingly from her character. Born to a 14-year-old mother during one of New York’s worst snowstorms, Winter Santiaga is the teenaged daughter of Ricky Santiaga, Brooklyn’s top drug dealer, who lives like an Arab prince and treats his wife and four daughters like a queen and her princesses. Winter lost her virginity at 12 and now focuses unwaveringly on varieties of adolescent self-indulgence: sex and sugar-daddies, clothes, and getting her own way. She uses school only as a stepping-stone for getting out of the house—after all, nobody’s paying her to go there. But if there’s no money in it, why go? Meanwhile, Daddy decides it’s time to move out of Brooklyn to truly fancy digs on Long Island, though this places him in the discomfiting position of not being absolutely hands-on with his dealers; and sure enough the rise of some young Turks leads to his arrest. Then he does something really stupid: he murders his wife’s two weak brothers in jail with him on Riker’s Island and gets two consecutive life sentences. Winter’s then on her own, especially with Bullet, who may have replaced her dad as top hood, though when she selfishly fails to help her pregnant buddy Simone, there’s worse—much worse—to come. Thinness aside: riveting stuff, with language so frank it curls your hair. (Author tour)

Pub Date: April 1, 1999

ISBN: 0-671-02578-3

Page Count: 320

Publisher: Pocket

Review Posted Online: May 20, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 1, 1999

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