The Mermaids Singing

The Mermaids Singing

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by Lisa Carey

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There is an island off the west coast of Ireland called Inis Murúch — theIsland of the Mermaids — a world where myth is more powerful than truth, and love can overcome even death. It is here that Lisa Carey sets her lyrical and sensual first novel, weaving together the voices and lives of three generations of Irish and Irish-American women.


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There is an island off the west coast of Ireland called Inis Murúch — theIsland of the Mermaids — a world where myth is more powerful than truth, and love can overcome even death. It is here that Lisa Carey sets her lyrical and sensual first novel, weaving together the voices and lives of three generations of Irish and Irish-American women.

Years ago, the fierce and beautiful Grace stole away from the island with her small daughter, Gráinne, unable to bear its isolation. Now Gráinne is motherless at fifteen, and a grandmother she has never met has come to take her back. Her heart is pulled between a life in which she no longer belongs and a family she cannot remember. But only on Inis Murúch can she begin to understand the forces that have torn her family apart.

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Lisa Carey isn't the first writer to be fascinated by the recurring cycles of misunderstanding and rebellion that imprint themselves upon a family's history like self-fulfilling prophecies, nor is she likely to be the last. But judging by her gorgeous and affecting debut novel, she's certainly one of the best. Moving between Ireland and America from the 1950s to the present day, The Mermaids Singing is the story of three strong-willed, passionate women beset by generational conflict, their destinies mystically entwined with the sea and Celtic legend.

In her youth, proud, practical Clíona leaves Ireland to work as an au pair in Boston, planning to save her money and train as a nurse, then return to her sea-swept island of Inis Murúch — the Isle of Mermaids. But her modest plans are interrupted by an unexpected pregnancy, and Clíona finds herself stranded in America, raising her daughter, Grace, in the home of her employer. In the wake of tragedy, Clíona and her 15-year-old daughter return at last to Ireland. But isolated Inis Murúch can never be home for Americanized Grace, and out of desperation, she steals away with her young daughter, Gráinne, abandoning the husband she passionately loves for the freedom she loves even more. Now, following her mother's death fromcancer,15-year-old Gráinne finds herself repeating the journey her mother was forced to make years before, returning to Inis Murúch with the grandmother she didn't know she had, in the hope of finding the father she has never known.

This bare-bones synopsis seems straightforward enough — ambitious perhaps, for a first novel. But don't expect to find anything merely "straightforward" in The Mermaids Singing; Carey divides the narrative equally among these three complex, vividly realized women, diverting the plot's linear progression to accommodate a wealth of personal reflections. Through these seamless digressions the reader becomes privy to each character's hidden motivations and revealing inner monologues. Grace, first seen wraithlike and exhausted in the final stages of cancer, haunts the book through her third-person recollections. Yet even from this ghostly remove, her fierce independence and brazen sexuality smolder on the page. Despite her stoicism and emotional reserve, Clíona reveals a surprisingly adventurous past and a passionate desire to give Gráinne the love and family her own daughter rejected. Gráinne, herself reduced to bare bones by grief, experiences a profound catharsis as she overcomes the hurt and resentment brought on by her mother's death to experience at last a sense of belonging.

The images of the sea that flow throughout the novel link past and present as the ancient myths and legends of Ireland are played out anew. Time and again, Gráinne's life uncannily mirrors that of her namesake, the pirate queen of Inis Murúch, Gráinne Ní Mhaille. Daughter and wife of two 16th-century Connaught chieftains, Queen Gráinne mastered her grief after their deaths to rule both kingdoms, commanding respect on land and sea as no woman before her. Since childhood, Gráinne has set an extra place at the table out of respect for the pirate queen without really understanding why. Now, having navigated her own sea of unfathomable loss to experience the redemptive powers of family and love, she too finds safe harbor on Inis Murúch.

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The Mermaids Singing

Chapter One


It is only at night now that she has the strength to wander. Rising quietly, so as not to disturb her lover, Grace pulls a sweater over her pajamas, slips her feet into running sneakers. Stephen had bought her the sneakers to wear in the hospital after she refused to put on the regulation blue foam slippers. She is not a runner but she likes the height of them, the curve of the soles which roll her forward like a boat lifted by waves. She wraps a scarf around her gruesome bald head.

She passes through the cottage quickly, without looking at the tacky furniture -- leftovers from someone else's life. Stephen had rented this place so Grace could be near the sea. Sometimes she calls it "the hospice," in an attempt to be the blunt, witty sort of dying person she would like to be.

She goes first to the water, down the damp sand and over to the barnacle rocks, which she climbs gingerly, still surprised by the weakness of her limbs. She wants to stand on the rocks, dive into the cold water and swim the pain away, but she can only sit, watching the moonshine catch the waves, feeling the salty damp seep into her clothing and skin, breathing it; it is thick and familiar in her damaged lungs.

The sea does not speak to her in the daytime. When Stephen manages to coerce her into a walk, the sunlight, harsh on her yellowed skin, distracts her. The beach feels dangerous with Stephen, because of the way he clings to her elbow, guiding her over shells and rocks, assuring that the foamy tide does not wash against her fragile ankles. On these walks she feels like a captive, like a creature held just out of reach of herwatery home. She wants to shake him off, as passionately as she used to want to creep into his body because his hands on her skin were not enough. She hides the impulse to push him away, tells herself it is the cancer that makes her feel this repulsion. Though it is not the first time she has felt like a prisoner.

On the nights she escapes, the sea becomes hers again; the rhythm of the waves aligns itself with the thrust and ebb of her heart. She looks over the silver water and imagines another beach across the Atlantic, an Irish shore, the landscape a mirror reflection of this one. There, the wind in the coves was a chorus of the island mermaids, who moaned with the hopes of capturing a sympathetic man. She used to swim there, that moan in her blood, longing to leave. Now, though she has been gone from Ireland for twelve years, it is appearing to her, dropping in heavy folds, swallowing her present life. She thinks how odd it is, that the strongest convictions, like possessions, can lose all meaning when you are dying. Everything that she thought she was about has slipped from her, and the things she never wanted are clinging to her memory like the seaweed in the crevices at her feet.

Her mind is a collage of faces. She sees her mother, whose early wrinkles looked like crevices in rock, whose mouth was constantly clamped in a stern line, who always fought to keep her face expressionless. Grace hated that blank face, she raged to get it to register something -- even anger -- anything. Now she misses her mother, longs for her like a lonely child. But she escaped from that face and it's too late now, she believes, to ask for it back.

Another face her husband's, an Irish man. Though she has spent several years trying to erase him from her memory, his features come back to her in perfect detail; he glows like a stubborn ghost when she closes her eyes. She wonders why she ever left, why she can't remember what went wrong between them. He was kind, she knows. Had that not been enough? It means more to her now, kindness.

When she feels her body crawling toward sleep, far too soon, she goes back to the cottage, slips into its silence. She opens a bedroom door, checks on her daughter -- a teenager who sleeps like a child, her limbs sprawled, mouth gaping, the sheets twisted like vines around her ankles. The glinting black curls on the pillow are her father's. At one time, Grace might have righted the bedding, smoothed the masses of hair away from her daughter's face. But tonight she only stands there, afraid of waking her. They avoid each other now, these two, as intensely as they once clung together.

She closes the door, walks across the dark living room. At a table in the corner she sits, switching on a miniature desk lamp. There is an old typewriter here, a stack of crisp white paper beside it. She winds a sheet through, and types out a note, flinching at the sound of keys, like gunshots in the night.

Gráinne, she types.

Please pick up cereal and matches if you pass by the G. S. today. If you have any clothes that need washing -- and you must by now, kiddo, unless you plan to keep wearing those stinking jeans -- give them to Stephen, he's going to the laundromat.

--Love, Mom

She props the note on the refrigerator with a lobster-shaped magnet. She doesn't know why she continues to compose these strange communications, why she cannot say anything she really feels. She wants to ask her daughter if she's all right, wants to know what she does all day and half the night when she's away from the cottage. But Grace has lost the ability to ask anything. Once, she had prided herself on speaking bluntly, honestly to her daughter. Only recently has she admitted that she's been lying all along. She lied by never telling . . .

The Mermaids Singing. Copyright © by Lisa Carey. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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What People are saying about this

Douglas Glover
Lisa Carey's extraordinary first novel has it all - Ireland, myth, romance, sex appeal, and three generations of quirky, powerful and passionate women whose appitite for life is equal only by their ability to russle dignity from extreme and even tragic situations. It's a novel about love and loss, about a girl in search of both a mother and father, about finding the things you love after a long journey in a foreign land. Carey is an immensely gifted writer...There's a bit of Irish lilt in every sentence, but her sensibility is American through and through. And the last line of the novel is as resonant and heart-rendering a line as I've read in years."
Elizabeth Berg
What a rich story this is - part contemporary novel, dealing skillfully with the relationship of mother and daughter; part fairy tale, with its gorgeous myth; and part allegory, with a lesson about forgiveness of others as well as ourselves. What I learned is that perhaps it doesn't matter so much when you let certain people back into your heart; it only matters that you do. Tonight I will set an extra plate at my table in honor of Lisa Carey and the private pleasures she has given me in reading this very moving book.

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Mermaids Singing 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 20 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Love this book. One of my favorites. Always love to reread it.
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redkitty More than 1 year ago
This was an excellent book. I enjoyed all the characters and I definitely didn't think there was too much sex. It really gets you thinking about relationships and how no matter how hard you try to not be like your parents with your own children - there usually is a lot of them in you.
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sinlessbeauty116 More than 1 year ago
the book captures my attention right from the first page, and it continues to do so throughout the entire novel, buy why only a 3 stars rating? the story lacked compassions, and i believe the novel values sensuality a bit too much, i wouldnt recommend anyone under the age of 18 to read this. And at certain times it strikes anger in me when i am reading this book, the closure wasnt strong enough, it shouldve ended differently and the Sex in the book is unncecessary, and in some way it seems as if the book is promoting sexuality....but all in general the book is a good read, quite entertaining and at times touching..the characters are interesting and you can feel yourself drawn to each and everyone of them closely, Lisa Carey did a great job on making the book entertaining and fast pace, i look forward to her next book
Guest More than 1 year ago
I read almost all of the reviews raving about this book and can't figure out for the life of me what made this the best book anyone ever read! There was too much (explicit) sex. I certainly am no prude and reading about it doesn't bother me, but why was it necessary to go into such detail about every sexual encounter? The whole story was just too far fetched for my likes.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This novel was gripping and from the first chapter on I was hooked. The characters are well developed and the author provides many examples of how difficult it is for them to be strong. Captivating and filled with a gripping sense of reality and descriptive scenes that tie in to the plot, this book is one of the best I have read in awhile.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is such a great book. Ever since I read it has become my favorite book. The main characters have such strong personalities and are so independant, they captivate you, that's what I love about it. It has tragedy, romance, all the good stuff.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I have not wasted my money on buying this book. From the very first page of the novel, you feel like you are there witnessing every detail of the three heroines' lives. I've learned a lot from this story and Miss Lisa Carey have made a wonderful book full of hope and a good moral lesson to share. Keep it up miss lisa! :)
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is poetic epic that draws you in and holds you fascinated till the very end. You feel like you know each character personally, and you don't want the book to end. Definately one of the best books I've ever read, and I will continue to read any book Lisa Carey puts out. She is an amazingly skilled new writer.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is by far the best book I have ever read. I was almost sad when I was finished. I didn't want the book to end. I love this book.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Almost immediately, I was drawn into the world of Grace, Grainne and Cliona. Each woman is beautifully drawn, and I felt like I was in the skin of each one. What a tragic, beautiful story of love lost, and mistakes made. Having lost my mother, I understood how Grainne felt when she never got the chance to say goodbye, and feel lucky that I was there at her bedside when she passed. Lisa Carey is a major talent, and I look forward to reading more of her books.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I love to read about Ireland. I think it is one of the most fascinating places on Earth. To read a story about mother/daughter relationships set there was a treat. All three of the women in this book have some quality that most women can relate to. I found I had more in common with Grainne, probably since she closer to my age. However, I found Grace a little hard to like. Althought I can understand her motivations, her actions are hard to feel sympathy for. Still, this is a good book for anyone who likes to read about the complex relationships between mothers and daughters.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This is an amazing book about the relationships between mothers, daughters, and granddaughters. It takes a while to understand the unique writing style that Ms. Carey adopts in this novel, but it works extreamely well in telling the three stories that intermix and it certainly keeps you on your toes. I recomend this book to anyone that is looking to find out who they are, where they belong, and why they are where they are. In addition to being a 'can't put it down book' it really makes you think. I loved it!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I have never read a book that was so... just absolutely perfect. Everything about this book, literally was perfect. It was by far the best book I've ever read. I cried my eyes out through the whole thing... I laughed my butt off through the whole thing. I made all of my friends read the book and they all feel the same way. If you haven't read it then please do. I even made my English teacher ( a 40 year old man) read it and he cried in class while reading it during SSR. It's reallly the best book ever.
Guest More than 1 year ago
i read a lot and i have never read such an outstanding book! This is my all time favorite book. i can not wait to read her next book. i am making all my friends read it, and i know they'll love it as much as i did.