On the good news front, I enthusiastically read and finished
The Past by Tessa Hadley. It has been quite a while since I was able to get
into a zone while reading. And oddly, I think that in any other year I would
have complained that this book did not have enough plot to carry it along. But somehow
this story of a British extended family gathering at their crumbling summer
home hit the spot for me at a time when no other book has been able to satisfy
me.
I do like books where siblings or old friends reunite after
a time away, and I also like books about secrets (as long as the secrets aren’t
too terrible). In this story, four adult siblings, a few children, and a couple
of “outsiders” converge at the old family summer estate to decide whether to
sell it. While there, they find that they are forever impacted by their past
and yet transitioning beyond it. And beneath this family’s story, there is a
larger commentary on the way that Britain itself is changing (via immigration,
urbanization, etc.).
This is what I pictured. It was featured in an article about dirt-cheap "doer-uppers" in Britain. |
I really enjoyed these characters, and I enjoyed the
author’s easy prose. Mostly, I appreciated being able to sink into another
world after so many weeks of ennui. It didn’t hurt that I had a nice, long
weekend away from the tension and traffic of my everyday life. This was the
view from my vacation deck, where I spent several hours with my book and a gin
and tonic:
For the first time in a long while, I feel optimistic about
my reading life.