After seven years of waiting, going rhapsodic over Anthony Doerr's previous novel, "All The Light We Cannot See," which I cried upon finishing, because I wanted it to go on forever, out he comes with his newest, "Cloud Cuckoo Land." I went to Three Lives--where else?--and bought it today. However, much as I look forward to sinking my teeth into it, I cannot, because I am current halfway through--
"I, The King," by Frances Parkinson Keyes--Oh, my God, Frances Parkinson Keyes! If ever an author needs to be rediscovered, it is she. She haunted my childhood, as we had, in the house I grew up in, a copy of her book, "Dinner At Antoine's," which I wish I had kept. Its colored illustration of the interior of Antoine's Restaurant, in New Orleans, started me on my fascination with the city. I have actually dined at Antoine's twice, and I am telling you, their Cafe Diable will knock you to the floor!!!!!!!!!!! Mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I found this volume in one of our neighborhood book bird houses, and I just had to grab it. I want to start a Frances Parkinson Keyes and Taylor Caldwell collection. Wish me luck, girls, because I need space. They may have been trash in their day, but let me tell you, they write better than any of today's trashers out there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
However, you really MUST read--
"The Magician," by Colm Toibin--The most satisfying piece of fiction I have read so far, this year. I loved "The Master," but, darlings, this is even better--gorgeously written, mixing history and literature, the Holocaust, Venice, wrapped in a package that will have you glued to your seat, enraptured, as I was. I had been so disappointed up to now, having not found even one contender for Book Of The Year; only now to be hit with a whole galaxy of them. This may not make it, but let me tell you, it is a GREAT start!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Back to Frances, girls!!!!!!!!!!! We'll talk soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2 comments:
My mother loved Frances Parkington Keyes
Marty049,
These books, and their covers, were
the kind read by my mother and her friends.
They were plentiful around the house growing up,
and I became a fan of Keyes and Caldwell.
They write better than what passes for them
today!
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