A Soldier's Daughter Never Cries

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Every page is a joy."—Sue Harrison, Self Magazine

". . . discerning, brightly written . . . Highly recommended."—Library Journal

With a brand new author's introduction and a previously unpublished chapter. The inspiration for the Merchant Ivory film starring Kris Kristofferson and Barbara Hershey, a rich and poignant family story from the daughter of novelist James Jones ...

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Overview

Every page is a joy."—Sue Harrison, Self Magazine

". . . discerning, brightly written . . . Highly recommended."—Library Journal

With a brand new author's introduction and a previously unpublished chapter. The inspiration for the Merchant Ivory film starring Kris Kristofferson and Barbara Hershey, a rich and poignant family story from the daughter of novelist James Jones (From Here to Eternity). Based on the author's early years in Paris with her famous father.

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Editorial Reviews

New York Times
Although we've gotten used to second-generation actors equaling or surpassing the accomplishments of their parents, the same hasn't happened with second-generation novelist. Nonetheless there are a few...and added to their small number ought to be Kaylie Jones.
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
The daughter of James Jones here offers a discerning, brightly written, apparently semiautobiographical bildungsroman. Channe Willis, the daughter of an eminent American novelist and his loving wife, grows up happy and spoiled in Paris. One day, her idyllic bubble is burst when her parents adopt a young French boy her own age, whose foster mother has committed suicide. Jones (Quite the Other Way) captures Channe's waspish jealousy of Billy and her protective feelings for him that blossom against her will. A sexually promiscuous loner who is too dependent on her Portuguese nanny, Channe gropes her way through an adolescence whose pain is exacerbated by her father's heart disease and the Willises' return to America when Channe and Billy are 15. Although it explores Billy's sexually repressed birth mother's motives for giving him up for adoption, this novel is, above all, an elegy to a father-daughter bond that transcends death. Channe's father is almost too good to be true: he celebrates with Channe her first menstrual period, lets her high school boyfriend sleep with her under the Willis roof, and turns Channe on to literature ("My father told me about the souls of books, how they came out of the writer whole, like babies with their own separate souls''). (July)
Library Journal
Jones's third book, a delightful account of Americans living in Paris, captures the essence of childhood. Growing up in a loving, if sometimes bizarre, family, Channe Willis becomes a sister when her parents adopt Benoit, a French boy. Each sibling must struggle to adjust to the new situation; later, returning to America, they struggle simply to belong. As Channe progresses toward adulthood, her significant relationships involve her father, her Nanny Candida, teachers, boyfriends, and finally the brother she had so much trouble accepting. Jones, the daughter of James Jones, writes with sensitivity and compassion. Highly recommended.-- Ellen R. Cohen
Library Journal
Jones's third book, a delightful account of Americans living in Paris, captures the essence of childhood. Growing up in a loving, if sometimes bizarre, family, Channe Willis becomes a sister when her parents adopt Benoit, a French boy. Each sibling must struggle to adjust to the new situation; later, returning to America, they struggle simply to belong. As Channe progresses toward adulthood, her significant relationships involve her father, her Nanny Candida, teachers, boyfriends, and finally the brother she had so much trouble accepting. Jones, the daughter of James Jones, writes with sensitivity and compassion. Highly recommended.-- Ellen R. Cohen
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781888451467
  • Publisher: Akashic Books
  • Publication date: 10/1/2003
  • Edition description: New Edition
  • Pages: 190
  • Sales rank: 1,454,538
  • Product dimensions: 5.30 (w) x 8.30 (h) x 0.50 (d)

Meet the Author

Kaylie Jones

Kaylie Jones is the author of five novels, including Celeste Ascending and A Soldier's Daughter Never Cries, which was released as a Merchant Ivory film in 1998. Jones's novels have been translated into many languages including German, French, Japanese, and Italian. She lives in New York City with her husband and daughter.

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The Suitcase

I remember the day my brother was brought to our house from the children's home, and everything is tinted a lemony yellow. This is not unusual, for I see my momentous childhood memories as though through colored lenses. Red, I identify with illnesses, high fevers, and summer heat. I learned to ride a bicycle on a winter day, and our little street, my clothes, the cobblestones, and the surrounding buildings are tinted steely blue. At four I fell in love with Mathieu, a boy of five who smiled at me and then stuck his hand in my turtle aquarium. My turtles, Mathieu's eyes, his sweater with sleeves pulled up past his elbows, live on in cool shades of green.
My fevers still seem red to me, and happy winter days steely blue. But I do not have other yellow memories, not even of the brightest summer afternoon. Yellow is the day my brother arrived from the children's home.
It might be the fear and jealousy I felt--my parents never remembered the day as having been particularly yellow--but the sunlight seemed blinding outside our long, French windows. We lived on a quai above the Seine in Paris, and the sun glinted so brightly on the river you could not look at it for long or without squinting.
My father stood on the balcony leaning on the railing with a Scotch and soda in his hand. I was restless. I did not have the patience to stand in one place for long, and ran to and from the balcony. Joining my father for the twentieth time, I pushed my head into his hip and tugged at his back pocket. But he was not in the mood to pay attention to me.
"DADDY-Y-Y-Y. Is the little brother coming soon?"
"Any minute now," my father said, not looking at me. He was watchingthe taxis crossing the wide cement bridge.
"DADDY-Y-Y-Y. I changed my mind. Tell him not to come today."
"Will you behave yourself?" he said, annoyed. "I mean, you really do have to behave yourself. He's going to be scared to death."
"Jesus, Bill," my mother said from the other side of the long, cream-colored living room which was bathed in yellow light. She had gotten all dressed up in a pale Chanel suit with matching shoes and she could not sit still, like me. "You want to go to the park with Candida, Channe? Maybe she should go to the--"
"She's got to be here, Marcella," my father said in a completely calm voice. When he said something in that calm, even tone, no one had the courage to contradict him. I ran off toward the kitchen to bother my nurse for a glass of water. She had been told to stay in the kitchen so that the little brother would not be confused by too many strangers all at once. The waiting seemed interminable and everyone, including Candida, was tense and not in the mood to baby me.
"Here. Come here, Channe. Look," my father called from the balcony. I ran to him and stuck my face between two iron bars decorated with iron leaves. A taxi had stopped before the house. The door flew open and a heavy shoe stepped out and landed on the pavement. It was followed by a gray skirt and then a gray head. The woman looked around for a moment and leaned into the taxi and tugged at something still hidden in the car. A little bare leg appeared on the edge of the seat, then another. The woman pulled at one of the knees and a blond head popped out.
My father moved away from the window, removing my hand from his back pocket. Feeling completely abandoned I went, dragging my feet, over to the fireplace and hid beneath the jutting wooden mantle.
Forever, I thought. He was coming to live with us forever and the thought was as confusing to me as the idea of the universe going on forever.
The little brother's story had been explained to me in careful detail. I was three when the decision to bring him had been made, and a year had passed since then. His natural parents had died in a car accident right after his birth. This was not true but I have never blamed my parents for withholding this information, as anything else would have been too much for my intellect and the little brother's as well.
He had spent his first three years with a French couple who had only fostered him, not adopted him, and when the foster mother had killed herself by taking sleeping pills, the father, unable to cope, had put the little boy in a children's home. The couple had been acquaintances of my parents. One day the man called my father and said, "Bill, remember that little boy your wife thought was so adorable? As I remember she said there was nothing in the world she wanted more than a boy like that--well, I can't keep him, Bill. He's in a children's home right now and I can't stand it."
But it was illegal for Americans to adopt French children, and my parents had bribed and pleaded and paid thousands and thousands of dollars to some official to have my brother's birth papers disappear. My mother had even had a private audience with Madame de Gaulle (my father's position as a celebrated American writer living in Paris opened up all sorts of influential doors) and she, the wife of the President of France, had pushed the whole thing through by writing a letter of recommendation.
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Table of Contents

Introduction 2003 15
The Suitcase 21
A Soldier's Daughter Never Cries 36
The House in the Tree 45
Human Development 62
Candida 87
New Year's Eve 114
Mother's Day 132
Citizenship 150
The Diary 176
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  • Posted August 7, 2009

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    Powerfully evocative of childhood

    Few authors are able to fully evoke the complex world of a child with its intense joys, sorrows, jealousy and loneliness. Harper Lee comes to mind and, with this beautifully written novel, so does Kaylie Jones. We accompany the narrator, Channe Willis, through the arrival of her adopted brother, clutching his suitcase in his too-small jacket; her weekly bouts of insomnia, her stubborn encounters with school directors and, in the end, the death of her beloved father. Among the richly drawn characters, Channe's first friend, Francis Fortescue and his eccentric mother, stand out. Francis owns three string puppets, two women and a man. One of the ladies was blond, wears a pink gown with gold trim, and the other is in dark purple with silver trim and has black hair. In a conversation that is true to the fantasy play of children as well as revealing, Francis tells Channe that "Esperanza was the good one, the one in pink, and Serpentina was the evil adulteress, murderess, and home-wrecker. The little man was Don Francesco. He's kind, fragile and believes anything they tell him. He always gets stuck in the middle and someone gets killed." A Soldier's Daughter Never Cries is a quietly powerful book that wonderfully recreates the unique world of children and young adults.

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  • Posted July 18, 2009

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    A Must Read!

    In anticipation of Kaylie Jones's soon to be released memoir, LIES MY MOTHER NEVER TOLD ME, I revisited my copy of A SOLDIER'S DAUGHTER NEVER CRIES, a novel based loosely on Jones's early life in Paris. My 2003 reprint of the 1990 novel includes an introduction by the author, written after having visited the set of the Merchant Ivory film of A SOLDIER'S DAUGHTER. With graceful prose, Jones tells the story of Channe Willis, who lives in Paris with her mother and father (a renowned writer), and her newly adopted brother. Forced to share her father for the first time, Channe's story is at once heart-wrenching and heart-warming. Jones is a master of characterization (Yes, I'm a fan. SPEAK NOW was my first Jones novel). Seemingly with ease (though that can't possibly be true), Jones creates such multi-layered characters that I found myself chastising them one minute and cheering them the next. A SOLDIER'S DAUGHTER is a wonderful book! Knowing that this novel is based largely on Kaylie Jone's experiences as the daughter of writer James Jones (FROM HERE TO ETERNITY), it will be interesting to compare the fictional A SOLDIER'S DAUGHTER with her new memoir, LIES MY MOTHER NEVER TOLD ME.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 15, 2000

    Breaktaking!

    A SOLDIER'S DAUGHTER NEVER CRIES was fascinating. Rarely are there novels that one can truly enjoying during reading. This was one of them. Kaylie Jones takes you on a spiritual odyssey through Channe's life. Jones has a complete ability to make even the simplest occurences interesting. It was enjoyable piece of literary work.

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