My affair with Steinbeck was short-lived, at least for now.
When I saw Esmeralda Santiago's
The Turkish Lover in paperback at Borders, I had to buy it and begin reading immediately. I read the first part of her memoir:
When I was Puerto Rican. I have
Almost a Woman, which is part two, but haven't read it yet.
The Turkish Lover, part three, is the one I had been simply intrigued by, I then forgot about it for awhile, but found it once again. It was a highly enjoyable read that covered Santiago's life through graduating from Harvard.
After
The Turkish Lover, I picked up a new novel by Russian-born author Lara Vapnyar:
Memoirs of a Muse. I guess I'm in the mood for stories about women in problematic relationships.
Although
Memoirs of a Muse provides an enticing story that is often framed in beautiful language, it is difficult for me to deal with the focus of the muse's attention: New York writer Mark Schneider. It is hard to tell if the narrative is poking fun at the relationship or if there is something inherently anti-feminist at work. I guess I will find out soon. It is possible that the character will experience a transformation and leave behind muse work to create something of her own. Let's hope!
Another aspect of
Memoirs that I find intrusive is an underlying historic second plot that involves Dostoevsky and his muse Polina. Whenever these two appear, I hope their stay is short, so I can get back to the much more interesting story concerning the modern day muse and her New York writer.
I was also happy to receive a new book to review on Friday for
Library Journal:
Strangers in the House: Life Stories by Dorothy Gallagher. So far this is turning out to be a rich collection of short, biographical stories.
