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Alice consoles herself with books, and she herself becomes a storyteller who must build her own home ...
Alice consoles herself with books, and she herself becomes a storyteller who must build her own home word by word. Florida is her story, told in brief scenes of spare beauty as Alice moves ever further from the desolation of her mother's actions, into adulthood and closer to the meaning of her own experience. In this most elegiac and luminous novel, Christine Schutt gives voice to the feast of memory, the mystery of the mad and missing, and, above all, the life-giving power of language.
Finalist for the National Book Award in Fiction
"This slender book grows plump on language . . . Florida, like family, is a land where cruelty and tenderness can be nearly indistinguishable and the border between love and rage too often disappears."—Newsday
"The luxury of this debut novel is its rich, descriptive language. It's harnessed with powerful simplicity."—The Christian Science Monitor
Posted March 11, 2014
Catching up with SK now! And passing!
Thy drifted down the Suwannee in silence. After Percy and Griffin's fallout, everyone seemed afraid to talk. Now, a real storm had set in. Lightning flashed and rain beat down heavily on their slumped shoulders. This storm had the same ominous, ancient feel as the one that was over CHB when Griffin had arrived. They glanced up at the churning sky with anxious eyes and Griffin broke the uneasy silence with a grumble, "Nyx is messing with us. She's waiting." No one else spoke and the group soon fell back in an eerie quiet.
Night fell quickly and they took turns, sleeping in shifts (as well as you can on a paddle boat) and watching with weary eyes for a stirring of monsters. By early morning, about 6:45 a.m. or so, they reached the town of Suwannee. They dropped the paddle boats off at the joint-store of the store from the start of the Suwannee (Bob's Suwannee Paddle Boat Tour) and explored the town streets. Sweets & Treats, Gini's Flower Power, and Shawn's Pawn Shop were just some of the corny stores they saw.
Griffin's feet ached. They'd been walking all day, and she'd barely caught a wink of sleep last night (from keeping watch, not from sleeping on a boat). Her stomach grumbled loudly, making her wince. "How 'bout we stop for lunch?" She suggested. The others readily agreed, and soon they were seated at an outdoor table of a sandwich shop. Griffin bit down on the edge of a oozing grilled cheese, staring out over the river from which they'd just traveled. She wanted to appologize to Percy for losing her temper with him. But she didn't want to bring up the conversation again, least Percy ask about the lightning again. She shivered. The sky had cleared a little, now just sending down fluries of cold drizzle. She pulled her black sweater around herself and finished her sandwich in a few famished bites. They others followed likewise and they wandered away from the restaurant (after paying the bill), checking out the other stores. Suddenly, the storm roared back to its former glory, sending torrents of fat droplets down upon the already-soaked street. Griffin pulled her hood over her head and huddled against the others for warmth. The rain usually didn't affect her, but, now, she felt soaked to the bone. Her teeth chattered against each other. "Is-is it j-just me, or is it g-getting c-c-colder?" She stammered. Percy joined her and pulled his hood around his ears, shaking his shaggy, wet hair like a dog, "It-t is..." he chattered back. "Hey!" They all looked up as a voice cried out through the pouring rain, "kids! Come in here and get dry!" Griffin peered through the rain and just made out a small figure waving them down. "M-monster? A t-trap?" She asked with a glance at the others. "Probably," Jack muttered back. "Good, just checking," Griffin said with a slight nod akd hurried ahead to see an elderly lady dissappearing into a store bathed in glowing warm yellow light.
Next part at the Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. I wonder who the old lady is...... /:) Post bios at rose res one. Questions/comments/reviews at rose res two!! -NRM
Posted September 8, 2013
Posted July 8, 2011
This is one of the worst books I have ever read. There is no character development at all. The only redeeming factor is that it is short. I would have stopped at page 5 except it was chosen for our book club selection. Alexis_AltmanWas this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.