November 19th, 2011

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#112 Maps for Lost Lovers - Nadeem Aslam (2004)

I first read this in 2006, re-read now as it was my choice for my book groups November read.

Maps for Lost Lovers is a stunningly brave and searingly brutal novel charting a year in the life of a working class community from the subcontinent--a group described by author Nadeem Aslam as "Pakistani, Bangladeshi, Indian and Sri Lankans living in a northern town". The older residents, who have left their homelands for the riches of England, have communally dubbed it Dasht-e-Tanhaii, which roughly translates as "the wilderness of solitude" or "the desert of loneliness". As the seasons change, from the first crystal flakes of snow that melt into "a monsoon raindrop", we slowly learn the fate of Jugnu and Chanda, a couple whose disappearance is rumoured to have been a result of their fatal decision to live in sin in a community where the phrase holds true meaning.

I liked this novel just as much as I did the first time, although you can never recapture that first impact a wonderful novel has for you as a reader. Although the opening sequence of the novel - Shamas standing in the doorway in the snow had stayed powerfully with me. This is a beautifully written novel, evocative and bravely honest. Some of the characters strain against their religious and cultural ties, others find strength in those traditional ways and beliefs.The stories of the people in this novel are generally sad, there is little reason to hope for the future (something I felt very much with Aslam's third novel A Wasted Vigil too). Lives are restricted because of strict religious or moral codes, a fear of "what people will think/say" is constant. Kaukab counting on the fingers of one hand the number of white people she has spoken to. Her constant misunderstandings with her children, her life so desperately sad. There is a feeling of tension throughout - the tension of a community where everyone knows who is who, and gossip is rife, and a life can be destroyed simply by been seen talking to someone in the street. This is a story of love in it's many guises, of loss, bigotry and injustice.
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Book 62 for 2011

Unnatural Death by Dorothy L. Sayers. 299 pages.

Another reread. This was one of the few Sayers books, I didn't have a copy of, so I was pleased to find it in a charity shop and add it to my collection. I'd read it before, from the library.

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# 56 Roman Fever and Other Stories

Roman Fever and Other Stories

Edith Wharton

This book was a wonderful smorgasbord of delicious tidbits. I'm a fan of Edith Wharton, but I loved this collection of her short stories even more than I do the novels of hers I've read. Every story was a gem, and sparkled and shown in its own way.

My favorites were the title story, Roman Fever, Xingu, and Autre Temps. The thread through several of the stories is societal mores - what are the boundaries, and what happens when those boundaries are crossed.

Xingu was a jab at social and intellectual pretentions, and was almost told like a joke with a punchline. I saw the punchline coming a mile off, but I didn't mind, because it was such a great ride to get there.

Anyone looking for an introduction to Edith Wharton could not do better than this. Neither could anyone looking for an outstanding short story collection.

I loved this, and have added it to my always-growing list of favorites.