The Lace Makers of Glenmara [NOOK Book]

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"You can always start again," Kate Robinson's mother once told her, "all it takes is a new thread." Overwhelmed by heartbreak and loss, the struggling twenty-six-year-old fashion designer follows her mother's advice and flees to her ancestral homeland of Ireland, hoping to break free of old patterns and reinvent herself.

She arrives on the west coast, in the seaside hamlet of Glenmara. In this charming, fading Gaelic village, Kate quickly develops a bond with members of the local lace-making society: Bernie, ...

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Overview

"You can always start again," Kate Robinson's mother once told her, "all it takes is a new thread." Overwhelmed by heartbreak and loss, the struggling twenty-six-year-old fashion designer follows her mother's advice and flees to her ancestral homeland of Ireland, hoping to break free of old patterns and reinvent herself.

She arrives on the west coast, in the seaside hamlet of Glenmara. In this charming, fading Gaelic village, Kate quickly develops a bond with members of the local lace-making society: Bernie, alone and yearning for a new purpose since the death of her beloved husband, John; Aileen, plagued by doubt, helplessly watching her teenage daughter grow distant; Moira, caught in a cycle of abuse and denial, stubbornly refusing help from those closest to her; Oona, in remission from breast cancer, secretly harboring misgivings about her marriage; Colleen, the leader of the group, worried about her fisherman husband, missing at sea. And outside this newfound circle is local artist Sullivan Deane, an enigmatic man trying to overcome a tragedy of his own.

Under Glenmara's spell, Kate finds the inspiration that has eluded her, and soon she and the lace makers are creating a line of exquisite lingerie. In their skilled hands, flowers, Celtic dragons, nymphs, fish, saints, kings, and queens come to life, rendered with painterly skill. The circle also offers them something more—the strength to face their long-denied desires and fears. But not everyone welcomes Kate, and a series of unexpected events threatens to unravel everything the women have worked so hard for. . . .

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Publishers Weekly

Barbieri (Snow in July) sets her latest in a small Irish town, Glenmara, where a heartbroken American tourist, Kate Robinson, finds her one-night stay extended with the help of some motherly role models. Kate's hostess, chronically grieving widow Bernie, draws the young Seattleite into a gossipy ring of lace makers. Kate, a former fashion designer, takes to them perfectly (one of several head-scratching coincidences), inspiring them to take on an empowering but controversial project. Although the focus is always on the positive, the narrative's strongest when exploring the less charming sides of Glenmara; rich sources of missed potential include the local priest, nicknamed Father Dominic Burn-in-Hell Byrne, and Bernie's irritable best friend Aileen, the only "lace society" member to regard Kate with anything but syrupy goodwill. The result is a sweet novel with few surprises. Even Kate's pivotal, inspirational idea-embellishing the ladies' undergarments with lace-suffers from murky logic (as do reactions from characters like Father Byrne). Still, Barbieri's world generates convincing warmth and emotion, making it worth a look for Friday Night Knitting Club fans between sequels. (July)

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Library Journal

In her second novel (after Snow in July), Barbieri puts a graceful spin on the theme of a young woman influenced and aided by a group of older female friends. Kate has been deeply shaken by the collapse of her romance with longtime boyfriend Ethan. She takes her deceased mother's advice to heart and travels to Ireland, hoping to gain a fresh perspective on her life. Stranded by rainy weather, she finds herself in a little bed-and-breakfast owned by Bernie, an older woman with a heart of gold who is dealing with the recent death of her beloved husband. As Kate settles into the small village, several members of a local lace-making guild take her under their wings. Kate's background as a fashion designer and seamstress helps her form a strong bond with the diverse group of women. VERDICT A delicately handled romantic subplot featuring a somewhat shy and emotionally wounded Irishman named Sullivan rounds out a compelling and charming story line. Readers who have enjoyed the novels of Maeve Binchy and perhaps Rosamunde Pilcher will find this book equally entertaining.—Margaret Hanes, Warren P.L., MI


—Margaret Hanes
Kirkus Reviews
In the aftermath of a bad relationship and her mother's untimely death, a Seattle seamstress flees to her ancestral Ireland. Glenmara, the fictional setting of Barbieri's disappointing second novel (after Snow in July, 2004), is a decaying hamlet near the rocky Galway coast. Despite endemic poverty, the village boasts a lace-makers guild: craftswomen who eke out a few euros on tea towels and napkins sold at the village market, when they're not edging altar cloths gratis for curmudgeonly parish priest Father Byrne. Into this anachronistic world wanders Kate, a failed fashion designer who left Seattle for Ireland after her mother succumbed to cancer and her boyfriend dumped her for a model. Elder lace-maker Bernie, widowed and childless, opens her home to the waiflike American. The women demonstrate their delicate art to Kate and tell their stories. Oona is a breast-cancer survivor. Colleen, whose angelic singing voice marks her as a descendent of the mythical selkies (mermaids), fears the sea may claim her fisherman husband. Aileen is troubled by her teenage daughter's Goth phase. Moira lives in fear of her abusive spouse and lies about the origin of the bruises on her face. Kate is introduced to the craics (dances), where she bests Aileen at stepdancing, and to Sullivan, the town Lothario, whose black hair and piercing eyes telegraph that he's the one for her. The central conceit here, reminiscent of Joanne Harris's Chocolat (1999), is that a newcomer introduces a magical Macguffin. In this case, it's Kate's new line of lingerie trimmed with Glenmara lace, which not only revives guild members' marriages, but also challenge the forces of prudery and male oppression. The promising fracasgenerated by the "knicker wars"-Byrne denounces the guild from the pulpit-dissipates when the priest is conveniently downsized. Barbieri's amateurish prose, replete with comma splices and misplaced modifiers, is utterly unworthy of Yeats, Trevor, O'Brien and other masters whose names are dropped like wishful talismans throughout. Erin go Blah.
Karen Campbell
“Barbieri’s deft writing style is charmingly wry yet evocative, with details and descriptions both telling and vivid. . . . . A sweet summertime yarn [that] . . . provides a lovely, leisurely escape to the bucolic charms of the Emerald Isle.”
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780061888793
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 6/23/2009
  • Sold by: HARPERCOLLINS
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 304
  • Sales rank: 109,067
  • File size: 736 KB

Meet the Author

Heather Barbieri

The author of two previous novels, The Lace Makers of Glenmara and Snow in July, Heather Barbieri has won international prizes for her short fiction. She lives in Seattle with her family.

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The Lace Makers of Glenmara
A Novel

Chapter One

That Irish Rain

Kate had been traveling the road for hours, the rain her sole companion. It was an entertainer, that Irish rain, performing an endless variety of tricks for her amusement. It blew sideways, pounded and sighed and dripped. It hailed neat little balls of ice that melted off her hood and shoulders. She did her best to ignore it. She knew the type. She was from Seattle, after all, the city of her birth, life, and heartbreak. She'd left a few days after the separation on a day much like this nearly a month ago. She didn't know if she'd ever return, but the rain, or its cousin, followed, along with the memories that had driven her from that place.

The story was simple enough, or seemed to be, on the surface, as stories often are. She adopted a deadpan delivery in the telling, an amusing shtick, as if she were a warm-up act at a comedy club. She'd told the story on so many occasions, drawing laughs and knowing nods and sympathy, that she had the timing down pat. Three minutes. Three minutes was all it took to dissect the end of a five-year relationship.

It came down to this, she said: Ethan ran off with a model. A girl with black hair and pale skin and aquamarine eyes and a sizable trust fund. A girl who would have been courted by princes and lords if she lived in another time and place. A girl thin and angular as a praying mantis, who wore Kate's designs at her failure of a fashion show and claimed to be her friend.

The model spoke five languages, was a champion fencer and violin virtuoso. Kate lacked such impressive qualifications. She knew enough French to orderthree courses in a café or ask directions to the train or toilet, so long as accents and dialects weren't too strong. She could run a seven-minute mile. She thought of herself as pretty, not beautiful. Petite, not tall. She tended to be lucky at cards, though little else relating to games of chance. She loved Fellini movies and popcorn and chocolate cake. And she loved Ethan, still, after everything that had happened.

She couldn't stop thinking about him, imagined making arguments far more winning than she was capable of in real life. Real life was empty rooms. Real life was eating and cooking for one. Real life was less laundry and a cleaner apartment. (He was a pack rat and a piler—he should have come with a warning.) Real life was waking up alone. Which was all right, because she was furious about the betrayal. Furious, yes, though still in danger of succumbing to the impulse of forgiveness, as she had before. No more. She was resolute, intent on enjoying this sojourn as much as possible, keeping sorrow at bay. The road lay before her, plain and simple, offering two ways to go, forward or back, no forks or splits or detours, just wide-open fields of lumpy, foxglove-strewn green. The road made no excuses or apologies. It didn't have to. It was what it was. It went on, walls of moss-bearded stone hemming in the narrow lane, past ruined farmhouses with half-collapsed roofs and blackened eyes. She'd been walking and hitching for nearly a month, in the far western part of the country now, one of the few areas in which signs of civilization were slim to nil. She liked it that way. She'd toured Dublin in four days. Dublin, both grand and gritty: the halls of Trinity, the Book of Kells, the Georgian streets, the museums, with glass-encased mannequins and mummies with tattered clothes and bad teeth and marble eyes; heroin addicts stealing her backpack (she gave chase, recovered the bag, she could be swift and fierce when she wanted to be); housing estates and suffocating smog. There were two sides to everything. Two sides, if not more. She'd taken one bus, then another, heading for the mythical west, buses that didn't take her as far as they were supposed to, missing connections, finally breaking down entirely, the station agents saying new vehicles would arrive within the hour, then two, then three, claims that took on the air of fairy tales. In the end, she grew tired of waiting and set off on foot, eventually winding up here, exhaustion making the scene all the more surreal.

Each step she took left a mark, some visible, some not, marks that said, I was here, I exist. That was one of the reasons people went away, wasn't it, to forget, to reinvent themselves?

She'd been a quiet person at home, had let the gregarious people in her life—Ethan, her friend Ella, even her mother—take the lead, happy to be the soft-spoken sidekick who offered the occasional sage remark, witty aside.

She was on her own now. It felt strange, yes, but she was ready for something new, to be someone new.

The air smelled of grass, damp, dung, and peat smoke from a distant fire, though she saw no indications of life in the immediate vicinity, other than cows and sheep. They weren't the sheep of her dreams, white and pure and fluffed, but dingy and yellowed and matted. Maa, said the sheep. Maa, she replied, the exchange bringing her to the point of tears, because it was something Ethan might have done, when they were easier together and kindnesses and clowning were possible. Maa? as if the animals had lost their mother, as she had done, that February.

No crying, she told herself sternly. She could keep herself in hand, smile in spite of everything. It wasn't so hard, really. You can choose to be happy.

She didn't mind the rain, not usually, but this was too much. I should have picked some place drier, she thought ruefully, like Spain. But even Spain had its challenges that year, with legions of stinging jellyfish, blackouts, and a plague of voles consuming crops and gardens; she'd read about it in the paper.

Shouldn't the weather be nicer by now, so close to the first of May? She took shelter under a rhododendron, its blooms surrounding her with pinked fragrance, and nibbled on an energy bar, which tasted like sawdust in the best of circumstances, and these, assuredly, were not. She wasn't hungry—she was never hungry at the beginning or end of a love affair, this one, especially, this one that was supposed to last. Everyone had been so sure she and Ethan would get married, that she would catch the bouquet at the medieval wedding they attended that March (the couple being devoted not only to each other but to the Society for Creative Anachronism), the event at which he left her, if not at the altar, just southwest of it, next to an ice sculpture of a knight in shining armor that had begun to melt, a moat of water at his feet, his sword soon no more than a toothpick.

The Lace Makers of Glenmara
A Novel
. Copyright © by Heather Barbieri. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.
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  • Posted June 3, 2010

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    upbeat inspirational tale

    Twenty-six year old Kate Robinson lived in Seattle her entire life until it recently shattered. Her forever man Ethan chose her best friend Ella over her. Adding to the betrayal is that Ella modeled Kate's failed designs. Finally her mom succumbed to cancer just before mother and daughter were to tour Ireland together. Kate decides to visit the land of her ancestors on her own starting in Dublin to begin a new thread and end old useless patterns. Heartbroken Kate ends up in Glenmara.

    The village lace makers welcome the American. Still grieving for her recently deceased spouse Bernie feels a special bond with the mourning Kate. Other female survivors like Aileen separated from her husband and daughter and known for ripping skin from even loved ones; her daughter Moira involved with an abuser; Oona a breast cancer survivor with scars mental and physical; and Colleen whose husband is lost at sea also adopt the American. When she persuades her new friends to add lace to their undergarments, Father Byrne warns them they will wear their lingerie in hell.

    This is an upbeat inspirational tale that focuses on the belief of Pangloss (from Candide) that this is the most perfect of worlds with the caveat that one takes the time to find the magic. Ironically the traumas and tragedies that each of the key women and Kate's male interest Sullivan (Ella is right that there is always a Sullivan in a Gaelic tale) that make each of the stars seem genuine although none of their tsuris are deeply elucidated. Still fans will enjoy the overall charm of The Lace Makers of Glenmara.

    Harriet Klausner

    4 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 7, 2010

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    I want to learn to create Irish lace

    This wonderfully told story walked a thin line of sap and warm tale. Kate walks around Ireland, trying to get her cranium together, meets a nice traveling tinker who gives her a ride to a nice little village with nice ladies who make lace and teach Kate after giving her a place to stay for a little while and she teaches them to make a cottage industry with their skilled hands and lovely lace.
    Kate also meets a gorgeous Irish man who melts her heart, but he has a tragedy he's trying to overcome and isn't sure he wants to commit his heart again.
    All of this could have been overwhelmingly sappy, but for me it wasn't. I loved reading this book. There were enough bumps to roughen the smooth road of the story. There were characters I loved, some I wanted to slap. I want to go live in Glenmara and learn how to create the lace and go to the pub and listen to the music of a Friday night fest.
    A lovely story and I do like my lovely story breaks from time to time. This one definitely fit the gentle bill.
    Five sparkly Irish lace diamonds.....

    4 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 18, 2012

    Just a wee bit predictable

    It's not a romance novel per se, but the good and the bad events have a way of being worked out with more ease than held my interest. I feel compelled to finish a book that I've begun, but I was very disappointed.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 18, 2011

    Excellent Captivating Story

    Knew I'd enjoy this book from page one. The author creates a story that moves along easily with interesting characters, skillfully showing sensitivity to them and their setting in Ireland. It's light reading but a very satisfying enjoyable story.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 6, 2011

    Loved this book!

    I enjoyed this book very much. The regional details of Ireland created a beautiful backdrop for this story. Would recommend this to young women who enjoy a love story.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 25, 2010

    Lacemakers

    The story was easy to read, detailing the influence that one person can make on many people. I enjoyed the story though the plot was not complicated at all it still made for an enjoyable read.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 21, 2010

    A book to pass the time.

    I waited for this book to come out in paperback before I bought it and I am glad I did. It wasn't a bad story but it was brilliant either. It is simply a book to pass the time with. I wouldn't go so far as to recommend it to read unless you have nothing else in front of you.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 19, 2009

    The LaceMakers of Glenmara

    well told story about the power of women to help each other and learn from each other. The plot and setting are authentic and believable. The characters are varied and well developed through out the story.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 18, 2009

    Another Wonderful Irish heritage book

    By reading just the title of the book you have no idea how involved different characters get together and how 2 or 3 generations can care for each other and be friends with everyone. Being of Irish descent, it was a fun, happy book. There were some touching parts as well as funny parts. It's definitely not a book you want to put down.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 13, 2012

    Beautiful Reading!

    It's on my Nook, and I'm on vacay...but this is the perfect book to curl up with the gentle ocean breezes and just get lost!

    1 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 10, 2011

    Heartfelt

    This book was a pleasure to read! I loved the fact that it was set in Ireland, a mysterious and magical place. Heather did a great job of making you really feel like you knew the characters. She also did a wonderful job making each of the characters stories so diverse, yet close to home at the same time. I look forward to her future works!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 7, 2009

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    Enchanting Irish Story!

    I loved "The Lace Makers of Glenmara." I found this short read absolutely charming and enchanting. Barbieri's storytelling really engaged me, and within the first few chapters I felt like I was in Glenmara myself.

    I enjoyed reading the novel from all of the characters angles, and believe that it added a lot of flavor to the story. The so many intricate themes going on in "The Lace Makers of Glenmara" we woven so delicately together, just like lace. A bittersweet read celebrating friendship, adventure, and letting life lead us to where we belong.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 16, 2013

    Sad

    Wonderfully written. Romantic. Sad. About family. Fortune. Fish.

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  • Posted May 8, 2013

    This book was really boring!  I scanned the first few reviews an

    This book was really boring!  I scanned the first few reviews and thought it would be an interesting read.  I didn't feel like there was enough detail about the main character's previous struggles for me to really care why she went on this journey to Ireland.  And the lace part - BORING!  Do I really care about these ladies sitting around making new underwear for themselves?  I honestly had to force myself to finish this book just because I bought it.

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  • Posted May 7, 2013

    Check it out

    I really enjoyed this book and hope that there is a follow up. The characters were great!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 22, 2013

    Just ok

    The ending, not so great. The priest better character for sci fi.

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  • Posted April 20, 2013

    A Good Read

    I enjoyed this book very much and I really wanted to join in the Lace Makers' Circle. However, I did feel the book ended rather abruptly but I guess that could lead into another saga!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 15, 2013

    Charming book

    Characters are real; flawed, charming, strong and loveable. Story meanders along at its own pace; tragedy and heartbreak and the everyday intermingled.
    A truly lovely story.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 14, 2013

    recommend

    I think any needle woman would enjoy this book. The characters portrayed seen real and have every day events in their lives. I liked the setting in Ireland and the descriptions of the land.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 7, 2013

    Great characters. Good book.

    Will look for more by this author. Charming story.

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