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A carregar... The Hand That First Held Mine (edição 2010)por Maggie O'Farrell (Autor)
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Adira ao LibraryThing para descobrir se irá gostar deste livro. Ainda não há conversas na Discussão sobre este livro. If give it like 3.5 stars. The short story at the end “The House I Live in” was great. ( ) Two stories decades apart are told, one about Lexie becoming a modern woman in early-to-mid 20th century in London, the other about Elina, struggling with motherhood following a birth that nearly killed her and a less than sensitive husband. How these 2 stories intertwine is imaginative and well-told…except… I did not like how the author changed directions from Elina‘s tragic experience to her husband‘s crisis. I think it diminished the impact of both. It honestly felt like the author changed her mind about the direction of Elina‘s and her husband‘s story and rather than a rewrite, miraculously cured Elina so the focus could be on her husband. Still, it was a good story and a very interesting twist. A tense and captivating read by a great storyteller . Lexie escapes a dull life in Devon England after a chance encounter with Innes Kent. Lexie becomes the love of his life and works with him in the bohemian Soho area at a magazine he has founded . The story shifts from them to modern day new parents Ted and Elina. They are struggling after Elina went through near death delivering their son. Ted has issues of his own as he starts having glimpses into his childhood that don’t align . Eventually these storylines merge, and mysteries are satisfied and we are hopeful for the future. There is sadness and death in this novel. There are wonderful characters and tense mysteries.it’s a compelling story that kept me riveted until the last page. I was unsure as I began this Maggie O’Farrell novel if it was going to impress me as her other works have. It seemed to be two stories, being told in short installments, disconnected from one another; and the transitions were sometimes jarring. I would have just developed a real interest in one narrative and, boom, we were off to the other one. I should have had more faith. Maggie O’Farrell is an author who knows exactly what she is doing. In a way, this is a story about motherhood, about the transformation a baby can make in a life, about the bond that isn’t severed, even by death. And, O’Farrell understands this bond, captures it flawlessly. She considers what to say. Should she mention the nights spent awake, the number of times she must wash her hands in a day, the endless drying and folding of tiny clothes, the packing and unpacking of bags containing clothes, nappies, wipes, the scar across her abdomen, crooked and leering, the utter loneliness of it all, the hours she spends kneeling on the floor, a rattle or a bell or a fabric block in her hands, that she sometimes gets the urge to stop older women in the street and say, how did you do it, how did you live through it? Or she could mention that she had been unprepared for this fierce spring in her, this feeling that isn’t covered by the word ‘love’, which is far too small for it, that sometimes she thinks she might faint with the urgency of her feeling for him, that sometimes she misses him desperately even when he is right there, that it’s like a form of madness, of possession that often she has to creep into the room when he has fallen asleep just to look at him, to check, to whisper to him. Of course, that isn’t all this book is about. It is about longing and loving, jealousy, the building of new lives when old ones fall apart, the finding of self; it is a book about living. I suspect Maggie O'Farrell has done some of that as well. sem críticas | adicionar uma crítica
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HTML: Lexie Sinclair is plotting an extraordinary life for herself. Hedged in by her parents' genteel country life, she plans her escape to London. There, she takes up with Innes Kent, a magazine editor who wears duck-egg blue ties and introduces her to the thrilling, underground world of bohemian, post-war Soho. She learns to be a reporter, to know art and artists, to embrace her life fully and with a deep love at the center of it. She creates many lives??all of them unconventional. And when she finds herself pregnant, she doesn't hesitate to have the baby on her own. Later, in present-day London, a young painter named Elina dizzily navigates the first weeks of motherhood. She doesn't recognize herself: she finds herself walking outside with no shoes; she goes to the restaurant for lunch at nine in the morning; she can't recall the small matter of giving birth. But for her boyfriend, Ted, fatherhood is calling up lost memories, with images he cannot place. As Ted's memories become more disconcerting and more frequent, it seems that something might connect these two stories?? these two women?? something that becomes all the more heartbreaking and beautiful as they all hurtle toward its revelation. Here Maggie O'Farrell brings us a spellbinding novel of two women connected across fifty years by art, love, betrayals, secrets, and motherhood. Like her acclaimed The Vanishing Act of Esme Lennox, it is a "breathtaking, heart-breaking creation."* And it is a gorgeous inquiry into the ways we make and unmake our lives, who we know ourselves to be, and how even our most accidental legacies connect us. *The Washington Post Book W Não foram encontradas descrições de bibliotecas. |
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