Nomansland

Nomansland

by Lesley Hauge

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ISBN-13: 9780312674380
Publisher: Square Fish
Publication date: 01/31/2012
Pages: 272
Product dimensions: 5.58(w) x 8.52(h) x 0.77(d)
Lexile: 890L (what's this?)
Age Range: 12 - 18 Years

About the Author

LESLEY HAUGE was born in England and raised in Zimbabwe. She lived in Norway for many years before moving to her current home in Brooklyn, New York.

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CHAPTER ONE

TODAY AMOS, our Instructor, keeps us waiting. Our horses grow impatient, stamping and snorting and tossing their heads. When she does appear, she looks even thinner than usual, her bald head bowed into the wind.

“Tie a knot in your reins,” she barks. “And do not touch them again until I tell you.”

She has not greeted us and this is the only thing she says. Under her arm she carries a bundle of switches, and our unease is further transmitted to the restless horses. It is some years since our palms last blistered with that sudden stripe of pain, a slash from those slender wooden sticks to help us learn what we must know. We’ve learned not to transgress in those girlish ways anymore. As we get older, there seem to be other ways to get things wrong, and other punishments.

Amos goes from rider to rider, pulling a switch from the bundle as she goes, passing each switch through our elbows so that it sits in the crooks of them and lies suspended across our backs. We must balance them thus for the whole of this morning’s instruction. For good mea sure, Amos tells us to remove our feet from the stirrups as well, so that our legs dangle free and we have nothing to secure us to our horses other than our balance.

“You are my Novices and you will learn to sit up straight if it is the last thing I teach you.” She picks up her own long whip and tells the leader to walk on. We proceed from the yard in single file.

Already the dull pain above my left eye has begun. The anxiety of not knowing what will happen should my switch slip from my clenched elbows, the desperation to get it right, not to get it wrong, throbs in my skull. If we can get away with it, we exchange glances that tell each other our backs have already begun to ache.

The cold has come and the air has turned into icy gauze. In response to the chill wind under his tail, the leader’s horse sidles and skitters, then lowers his head. I wonder if he will buck. Today the leader is Laing. Will she be able to stay on if he does buck? What will be the penalty if she falls? Perhaps a barefoot walk across the frosted fields to bring in the brood mares, or being made to clean the tack outdoors with hands wet from the icy water in the trough. At least we are now spared the usual revolting punishment of cleaning the latrines, a task or punishment that falls to other, lesser workers.

But there is nothing to worry about. Laing is also a Novice like me, but she is far more gifted. She’s what you might call a natural.

“Concentrate on your center of balance.” Amos stands in the middle of the arena and pokes at the sawdust with the handle of her whip, not looking at us as we circle her. From her pocket she takes out her little tin box of tobacco and cigarette papers. With one hand still holding the whip, she uses the other hand to roll the flimsy paper and tamp the tobacco into it. Then she clamps the cigarette between her thin lips.

In my mind I have her fused with tobacco. Her skin is the color of it; she smells of it. I even imagine her bones yellowed by it, and indeed her scrawny frame seems to draw its very sustenance from it. She appears never to have had hair and her eyes are amber, like a cat’s. She rarely eats, just smokes her cigarettes one after the other. Where does she get the illicit tobacco from? And the papers? And from where does she get the courage to do something so disobedient so openly? It is a mystery, but a mystery that we would never dare question. And the little painted tin box in which she keeps her tobacco is another mystery. It is a found object from the Time Before, made by the Old People, who were not like us. “Altoids,” it says on the lid. None of us knows what it means.

Amos has had to drop the whip in order to light the cigarette, but it’s swiftly back in her hand. She sends a lazy flick, the lash moving serpentlike across the sawdust to sting the hocks of my horse.

How does a serpent move? I am not supposed to know because we have never seen such a thing in our land. They do not exist here.

And yet I do know. I know because I read forbidden pages and I saw a forbidden image upon those pages. I saw the creature entwined in the branches of a tree. And I read the words: Now the serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made. And he said unto the woman, Yea, hath God said, Ye shall not eat of every tree of the garden?

When I handed those pages back, the Librarian turned white with worry at what she had done, for it was she who had mistakenly given me those pages. But this is how I know things. I know a great deal because I am one of the few who likes to read the pages. There are piles upon piles, all stored, as if they were living things, in wire cages in the Library. No one really likes it that I visit the Library so often, but then there is no real rule that forbids it either. I knew never to tell anyone I had read something not meant for my eyes. I think we are all getting better at keeping secrets. I should be careful what I think about in case it somehow shows.

Amos must have seen me watching her. “Trot on,” she says. “You look like a sack of potatoes.” Again her whip stings my horse and he lurches forward, but she says nothing more, only narrowing her eyes through her own smoke as my horse blunders into the others, who have not speeded up. For a moment there is clumsy confusion as some of the horses muddle about and her silence tells us how stupid we all are, particularly me.

Amos was once one of the best Trackers we have ever had. From her we will learn how to use our crossbows, how to aim from the back of a galloping horse, to turn the animal with just the merest shift of one’s weight. We are getting closer and closer to what will eventually be our real work as Trackers: guarding the borders of our Foundland, assassinating the enemy so that they might not enter and contaminate us. We are women alone upon an island and we have been this way for hundreds of years, ever since the devastation brought about by Tribulation. There are no men in our territory. They are gone. They either died out after Tribulation or they just moved on to parts unknown. As for those who live beyond our borders, the mutants and the deviants, the men who might try to return, we do not allow them in. No man may defile us or enter our community. We fend for ourselves. There are no deviants or mutants among us. No soiled people live here. We are an island of purity and purpose. We must atone for the sins of the people from the Time Before—they who brought about Tribulation.

Our future duties as Trackers seem a lifetime away. For now there is just this: the need to keep my back straight, the need to keep my horse moving forward.

BY THE TIME we get into the tack room to finish the day’s cleaning, it has started to snow properly. The horses are all in for the day, brushed down and dozing, waiting for their feed.

The tack room is one of my favorite places. It is a long, low building made of mud and wattle, with a thatched roof and a floor made of yellow pine planks that must have been pulled from some pile of found objects made by the Old People, before Tribulation. Their surface is so smooth, so shiny, not like the rough surfaces we live with most of the time.

The room smells of saddle soap and I love to look at the rows of gleaming saddles and bridles on their pegs. They are precious things. I run my hand over the leather, making sure that no one sees me doing this. Sensuality is one of the Seven Pitfalls: Reflection, Decoration, Coquetry, Triviality, Vivacity, Compliance, and Sensuality. It is, we are told, a system to keep us from the worst in ourselves, and has been thought out by all the leaders of the Committee over all the years we have been forging our lives.
The trouble is that these things are so devilishly hard to watch out for, or even to separate from one another (“which is why they are called Pitfalls,” says Parsons, one of the House keepers).

Outside the snow flurries and whirls with its own silent energy, and I catch sight of my face in the darkening window. Reflection: I have fallen into two Pitfalls in as many minutes. Nonetheless I stare at it, my eyes large and frightened in this defiance; the broad nose and the wide mouth; my face framed by my wild, coarse black hair, cut to regulation length. I am one of the few whose hair still grows thick.
The Prefect in charge has pulled up a stool in front of the stove in the corner, although she keeps turning to look in my direction.

“Keller!” But she doesn’t bother to move from her cozy spot.

I drop my gaze to my work, rinsing the metal bits in a bucket of water, which is cold and disgusting now with the greenish scum of horse saliva and strands of floating grass.

The door opens and some of the snow blows in. Laing comes in too, stamping the snow off her boots. She is carrying a saddle, which she loads onto its peg.

Laing is, and no other word suffices, beautiful. We are not allowed to say these things, of course, but everyone knows it. She has a sheaf of silver-blond hair, albeit only regulation length, but even more abundant than mine. She is, if anything, slightly taller than I am. Although her complexion is pale, she has surprising black eyebrows and eyelashes that frame eyes so dark blue that in certain light they almost seem violet. Her carriage indicates the way she is, haughty and rather full of herself. She takes a moment to stare, both at me and the mess in the bucket, and says, “You should get some clean water.”

“I’m almost done,” I answer, but she is already walking away. “Laing, do you want to wait up and then we can walk back to the Dwellings together?” I don’t know why I suggest this. Although she is in my Patrol, I would not exactly call Laing my friend. We are not allowed friends, anyway.

She stops and turns quite slowly, quite deliberately, and says with what I can only say is some peculiar mixture of determination and exultation, “My name is not Laing.” She hesitates for only a moment and then hisses, “It is Brandi.”

Glancing back to make sure the Prefect does not see us, she advances toward the window, which is now steamed up with condensation. She catches my eye and begins to write the word BRANDI on the window-pane.

It is all I can do not to gasp at the sin of it, the forbidden i or y endings to our names and indeed the very falsehood of it. There’s no way in hell she could be called that name. But there it is, written for all to see, in trickling letters on the windowpane. I am so shocked that I do not even move to rub it out, surely the prudent thing to do. But she knows how far she can go, and before I can move, she sweeps her hand over the forbidden name, leaving nothing more than a wet arc on the steamy surface. She turns and suddenly smiles at me and puts her finger to her lips.

“Our secret,” she says. “I’ll meet you outside when you’ve finished.”

I look quickly at the mark in the window where she wrote the name, willing it to steam back up again. If the Prefect asks what we were doing, messing about back here, I will be hard put to make up anything.
After drying and polishing the remaining few bits and buckling them back into the bridles, my heart is pounding and my fingers do not work as fast as they should. The throbbing above my left eye, which had eased, returns.

For there was something else that Laing had displayed, not just the peculiar, transgressive name marked on the window, but something I couldn’t even place or classify. When she wrote the name on the window, I saw something completely new to me.

There, on her finger, was an extremely long, single curved fingernail painted a shade of dark pink that somehow also sparkled with gold. When she held her finger to her lips, it was that finger she showed me, the nail like some kind of polished, spangled talon.

I have never seen anything like it.

 

Excerpted from Nomansland by Lesley Hauge.
Copyright 2010 by Lesley Hauge.
Published in 2010 by Henry Holt and Company.
All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

Reading Group Guide

Discussion Questions:

1. Nomansland opens with a quote from John Wyndham's The Chrysalids. Do some research on The Chrysalids. Why do you think the author chose this quote? Is it a fitting quotation for the book?

2. In what ways is the society the girls live in similar to ours? In what ways does it differ?

3. Keller considers being a tracker to be the best job in the community. Do you agree or disagree? What are some of the pros and cons?

4. Why are the objects found in the house from the time before considered dangerous? Make a list of all the items the girls find and discuss why each item would pose a danger to their society.

5. Describe Laing and Keller's relationship. Despite the fact that it is forbidden would you say they are truly friends?

6. Amos says to Keller on page 240, "A single idea, a narrow intent, is not enough to hold so many unique lives together." What does she mean by this and why does she share this thought with Keller.

7. What conclusions can you draw from the fact that Mrs. Windsor indulges in so many of the Pitfalls that are forbidden to the girls. What does this tell you about their society as a whole?

8. On page 227 Amos and Smith tell Keller "If you want to keep your power you must invent an enemy." What reasons would Committee Members have for inventing an enemy? What would they gain?

9. Both Amos and Smith have secret relationships with the enemy, man. What do these relationships tell us about the women?

10. Why does Mrs. Windsor take such an interest in Keller? What makes her so much more intriguing then the other girls? 11. Why do Amos and Smith choose to help Keller escape? What conflicting emotions does Keller have about escaping? Why does she feel this way?

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Nomansland 3.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 23 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I just found this a fascinating story; set in distant future; but with all the difficult questions that girls face in our time.
wordforteens More than 1 year ago
When I first saw the summary for Nomansland a while back I was awfully excited; I love weird dystopian societies. But I saw Kristi's less than enthusiastic review (along with a few other reviews) and tempered myself; it wasn't going to be as good as I initially hoped. I still wanted to read it. Honestly, I don't think it was worth the read. I read it in one sitting, but that's only because the book itself is so very small. In 243 pages, Lesley sets forth what has the potential to be this intriguing dystopian society where women rule and men are nonexistent, but she crams too much into a short period of time. You learn little about the most interesting characters, and relationships are so hastily made that they're hard to believe. The society itself doesn't make much sense because nothing is elaborated on or explained. The only reason I related to the main character was because I was as confused by everything going as she was. Even when they find the relics from times past - make up, high heels - they seem to figure out what they're meant for automatically. If they really are so disconnected from what people used to be, they shouldn't have. They should assume that high heels are some weird sort of glove-weapon or something, even if there are images to help them. (And even so, how do you figure out that mascara is meant for your eyelashes? It could have been for anything.) All in all, everything moved quickly and I was left with a feeling of indifference at the end of it. The world and the characters had potential, but they weren't elaborated on, and I ended up not really caring.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
As my dad used to say; "I like what your trying to do" This book has a good idea but its pretty boring and no action whatsoever. Ithink a love story would have been a bit better. The ending did not feel final and was not sad or happy. Three stars.
ChelseaW More than 1 year ago
Keller is training to be a Tracker, those who patrol the outer ridges of Foundland for the enemy. In this case, the enemy is Men. Keller lives in a society of only women, hard work, and survival. No one is permitted to have fancy first names, and all must adhere to the Seven Pitfalls (much like the seven deadly sins) if they do not want to be punished. It is a dreary, boring life, but it is all Keller knows. Until one night, when fellow Patrol member Laing takes her to a hidden underground house from the Time Before, and it is filled with colorful magazines of women and men wearing and doing things Keller has never seen before. Suddenly everything Keller knows about life is tipped upside down, and she must quickly find the strength to carry on with or without the answers she seeks. I thought Nomansland was fascinating dystopian YA lit. Lesley Huage portrayed a bleak, grim picture of a possible future - one not only without men, but also without so many material things to keep people happy. I was surprised at how seriously this book took itself, keeping with the strong biblical references to Eve and the snake. I am also always surprised at how strict the rules are in these imagined dystopian communities. So harsh! Keller's character is deep and incredibly well written. She goes from being completely compliant of her place in life, to thinking on her own and making her own wise decisions. I kept trying to imagine myself in Keller's position and wondered if I could have been as strong as she was. Hauge has written a fantastic book for teen girls to read and share with each other. I will be keeping my eyes peeled for more from this author!
Bellydancer on LibraryThing 8 months ago
The world that we know it is over. Tribulation has bought devastation leaving no men in the territory Amos lives in. Women have all the skills of men, guarding the boarders of Foundland with crossbows and working forging and building.Some young girls find strange objects; make-up, toys, magazines and high-heel shoes. But this leads to punishment, and the leaders want to keep the girls from finding more.After reading this book I was wondering what the purpose of the book was or where the story was leading. I felt that even though the description was lively, that they characters where lacking dept.
JRlibrary on LibraryThing 8 months ago
Imagine a life, sometime in the future, after a nuclear disaster, on an island with no males and you have the setting for Nomansland. A group of women live, according to some very strict, almost ridiculous rules, in self imposed isolation on an island they call Foundland. There are very specific roles for the women, and they start being trained for these roles when they are 9 or 10. Keller is training to be a tracker, which means the chance of her being used for breeding is thankfully very slim. One of her friends, Laing, discovers a forbidden, buried Old Time house and she shares her discovery with the other Trackers. What they should have done was report the find immediately, but they don't tell anyone. Instead they continue to visit the house whenever they can get away from the night guard. Some of the girls become obsessed with using the make up and wearing the high heels and colourful clothing found in the house, and eventually they have a beauty contest, and shortly afterward are caught by the Committee. Keller, meanwhile, escapes notice, or so she thinks. The book has some great twists and turns and Keller isn't sure who to trust especially after a walkabout affords her the opportunity to see something almost unbelievable. Highly recommended for a reader ready to handle a book that might make them question the social organization of our world, and more specifically, the role of women and men, and how those roles developed.I enjoyed the originality of the plot, and the strong character portrayed by Keller. Would not recommend it to just anyone, but definitely have an audience in mind for this one.
highvoltagegrrl on LibraryThing 8 months ago
I didn¿t think the story was very interesting. There was no conflict until the last few chapters of the story. The main character was very boring to listen to and I wanted to skip some parts when it was going over her thoughts. At this point, I can¿t even remember her name, and I believe that her name wasn¿t even mentioned until 3 chapters into the book. I wouldn¿t recommend this book to anyone and it¿s not because I¿m a boy and the book is about a population of women¿it just wasn¿t interesting enough to talk about.Book Rating: 2/5Book Received From: Holt for ReviewReviewer: Kole
jasmyn9 on LibraryThing 8 months ago
The year is sometime in the future. The place is Foundland, an island somewhere north. There has been some kind of apocolypse, but either no one knows, or no one is telling, what exactly happened. Foundland is populated by the select few. The females that have not mutated. They are taught to depend on no one but their community. They hunt, farm, and have special trackers to watch and chase off the men that may find their shores.While I found the story interesting, there was a little too much mystery about the circumstances leading up to the community on Foundland. As the young women the story focuses on, Liang and Keller, find a house full of artifacts from the time before (the apocolypse). They are amazed to see photos and make-up and start visiting more and more often, which is strictly forbidden.As the girls try to avoid being caught sneaking away, committee members are looking for the very thing the girls already found. An interesting look into a controlled community, but not enough detail or follow through to really catch my interest.3/5
Bonnie_Morley on LibraryThing 8 months ago
¿Nomansland¿ is a combination of a post-apocalyptic world and ¿lord of the flies¿.After the great Tribulation the world is polluted, contaminated and scarred from many wars and fires. A group of women managed to escape this and formed an isolated society on an island. They have managed to remain isolated hundreds of years into the future. Keller is a Tracker in training. She is training to guard the borders against those who wish to contaminate their society; she is training to protect her society from the enemy, men. In this so called Utopian world, Keller is learning that not everything is as it seems, secrets are being kept and girls are no longer willing to stay in the dark about matters. The past is being explored and the future is now uncertain. I love the fact that this book makes you think. The whole time you are reading this story you wonder ¿what if¿. What if you found evidence of a lost culture and did not know what any of it meant? What if there was an island inhabited completely by women? What if you were in this situation? This story will reach many readers because it makes you expand your boundaries and even makes you a little uncomfortable. It talks about religion, conformity, punishment, obedience and many other interesting and even taboo topics.
mrsderaps on LibraryThing 8 months ago
What would it be like to live in a world without men?Nomansland explores this question, and I have to tell you: Life without men, the way Hauge portrays it, is not sugar and spice and everything nice. In this futuristic dystopia, women in power are ruthless, controlling, and are opposed to anything feminine. Reproduction and relationships have been reduced to pure functionality.Of course, men are not completely gone. How else would the women make children? If this were a world filled with technology, maybe this would be possible, but this futuristic world is back-to-basics. There is little in the way of innovative technology. The women survive by raising animals and produce. Hard labor.And, women have manly names. No names are given with an "e" sound at the end. No Jennies, Susies, Hayleys, Brittanys, etc. (My name, Hattie, would not be acceptable.) Women are not allowed to look at themselves in the mirror, wear makeup, or have relationships with one another. Of course, men are forbidden. There is so much more that I could get into in relation to the plot and characters of this book. I am not sure that it's going to be a series, but I hope it is. I enjoyed this first book for the questions that it raises. What does it mean to be a woman? Are there inalienable characteristics that women possess? I have always thought so, and do even more after reading this book. I've been thinking about this book ever since I finished it. I am a bit baffled by the world created in it and feel like there is room to explain how and why these women have decided to shun their womanly characteristics. It is an entertaining and interesting read. It leaves off with a bit of a cliffhanger, but I hope that is just a set-up for a sequel.
Henriettatwloha on LibraryThing 8 months ago
After stumbling upon Nomansland during my searching for new books I added it to my Christmas list and then received it as a gift. It had a very interesting concept and a beautiful cover, what can I say, I'm a sucker for a pretty cover. It was well written but it seemed that it took me much longer to read and I never really got into it. I never became invested in the characters like I wanted. Foundland is an interesting and scary world, but the characters living there were somewhat flat to me. I wanted to know more about Laing and Smith and Amos and all of the other women. Some insight was given in the last few pages but not enough to satisfy me. I assume there will be a second in the series or maybe a companion to Nomansland planned for the future based on the final pages. If a companion does come out I will probably read it to see if it gets any better, I would also like to find out what happens to Keller. In the end, it was a cool story and concept but fell short of its potential. I'm sad to say that could not recommend this book until it comes out in paperback, and then only if it has a companion. It is not really worth the read as a stand alone novel, I truly wish it would have been better. Hopefully, there will be more of the story to come and that it will get better with time.
stephxsu on LibraryThing 8 months ago
I need my dystopian literature to be convincingly plausible, and unfortunately NOMANSLAND didn't do that for me. It's hard to tell the characters apart from one another, and worst of all, it felt like a story written for an audience who would know some of the mysterious objects the girls didn't, and not a reality lived by these characters. It's a tricky business, writing characters who don't know about things that we consider commonplace, and it didn't really work for me here. Combined with the slow pacing and flat characterization, I really couldn't get into this story at all.
DebbieMcCauley on LibraryThing 8 months ago
This book is set in a post-apocalyptic future on Foundland, a windswept island populated solely by women. Keller is being trained in horsemanship and archery to become a tracker, one of those who protect the isolated island shore from their only enemy, mutant men. The harsh, subsidence society forbids friendships and demands absolute obedience. When Keller and fellow trainees discover a partially buried house from the `time before¿ they are intrigued. What was life like back then? They only have glossy magazines, clothing and the mix of objects in the house to experiment with. This experience only serves to increase questioning of their current society. What will challenging these strict rules bring for the rebellious Keller?The tale is not told as well as it potentially could be and comes across as a bit dry in places. Gender roles and the society that might results from one genders isolation from another is explored. An interesting read, but it had the potential to be better.
IceyBooks on LibraryThing 8 months ago
I just finished reading Nomansland, by Lesley Hauge. It was incredible. It was unlike anything I've read before. No Vampires, Fairies, Magic -- Nomansland is unique. The story takes place in the future, on a wind-swept island called Foundland, where there are no men. In fact, the women in Foundland are taught that men are the enemy. Women run the island, grow the crops, tend the animals, and defend the island from an enemy that never shows up.As I read this book, I kept waiting for action, maybe an attack, but about 3/4 of the way through, I realized that Nomansland was not meant to have action. It was meant for us to think, to contemplate, to ponder over what we call normal and common in our lives. The main character, Keller, follows all the rules, whatever they may be. She accepts her way of life, even if she's not satisfied in it. When a group of girls, including Keller, finds an underground cavern filled with "smooth glossy, bound books" (magazines), colored paints (make-up), and "shoes that were probably used as weapons" (high-heels) - all things forbidden to them. Keller wonders what made the Old People from the Time Before so... bad. And why do the women and girls of Foundland have to live this way, forbidden from many things that will make them happy? Why live such a dull and colorless life is isolation? Overall, I really liked this book. It wasn't full of action or suspense, but I felt the need to turn the page to find out what happens to Keller, if her questions will be answered, and by whom. I enjoyed the ending as well, which gives new hope to the island of Nomansland, but most of all, to Keller.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is an cool book and all but really... why was it written? There wasn't much of plot, no action/fighting scenes, and no romace. I liked the idea of it and the summary got me excited but honestly... it could have been mindblowing. This isn't the best book but it is definitely an interesting read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Im about mid way through the book and i can say that the idew is good, but geting to the point of the novel in proving to be a slow process. I wish a little bit more action was in the book...
Jasmyn9 More than 1 year ago
The year is sometime in the future. The place is Foundland, an island somewhere north. There has been some kind of apocolypse, but either no one knows, or no one is telling, what exactly happened. Foundland is populated by the select few. The females that have not mutated. They are taught to depend on no one but their community. They hunt, farm, and have special trackers to watch and chase off the men that may find their shores. While I found the story interesting, there was a little too much mystery about the circumstances leading up to the community on Foundland. As the young women the story focuses on, Liang and Keller, find a house full of artifacts from the time before (the apocolypse). They are amazed to see photos and make-up and start visiting more and more often, which is strictly forbidden. As the girls try to avoid being caught sneaking away, committee members are looking for the very thing the girls already found. An interesting look into a controlled community, but not enough detail or follow through to really catch my interest. 3/5
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TeensReadToo More than 1 year ago
Keller has been born and raised in Foundland, an island composed entirely of women. She, along with everyone on the island, has learned of the pitfalls - reflection, decoration, coquetry, triviality, vivacity, compliance, and sensuality. She normally follows the rules, her accidental glimpse of an image (which is forbidden) while in the library aside. She is a tracker, currently in training to help keep the enemy away, if it ever dares set foot on Foundland. The enemy? Man. Then Laing, a fellow tracker, shares with Keller a forbidden dwelling from the time before. She and a few others begin to frequent the place, silently sneaking away from their dwellings, being careful not to get caught. Keller is torn. The things they see and do are against everything they've been taught, but the forbidden images, of women and men from the past whose lives look so different from her own, compel her. Strange things begin to happen, and the world as Keller knows it is changing rapidly. She will have to find out who she is and who she should trust. Her decisions will change her life, irrevocably. Debut author Lesley Hauge's dystopian novel takes readers into a world where women's values are very different. In this world, friendship is something to be avoided, a sign of weakness. Love and family are foreign concepts. I kept waiting for a man to swoop in and save the day, but no. This is a story about female strengths and weaknesses, of self-discovery and finding out what you'll do when you think no one is watching. Suspenseful and thought-provoking, NOMANSLAND is a book that will spark many conversations amongst its readers.
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It is a very good woman pride book. I thing it is a very good book but i did not like the ending. The ending would be like way beter if there was a second book. Grate for peiple who wont an interesting book and kinda a mistory when the girl find the lost things.
highland_lass More than 1 year ago
Misinformed Bible bashing, feminist trash. Don't waste your money, I read about half way through, was bored out of my mind the whole time and then reached the point where the undeveloped characters start bashing the Bible, shut the book and took it back to B&N because I won't waste my money on such nonsense. Lesley Hauge please let this be your LAST book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
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