Since I bought this the first month it came out, I have read it multiple times, and I am likely to read it again. Ami McKay paints a picture of a time...moreSince I bought this the first month it came out, I have read it multiple times, and I am likely to read it again. Ami McKay paints a picture of a time when midwives were the most called upon form of doctor, not just for childbirth, but for all of the other everyday medical practices that we now go to a doctor for, but also for relationships, taboos, domestic violence and smaller, but no less interesting things such as food choices, and religious beliefs. She leads us through the life of the first girl born to a family of mainly men in a very long time, and takes us from her being a young girl to her being a married woman and beyond.
Before you discount the book, and what is in it, you must remember that Ami McKay is writing from a different perspective, a different time era. She masterfully created characters that you can remember well after the last time you opened the book, from the neurotic aunt, to the loving mother, to the doctor who nobody likes (after a spell). She has used authentic props, authentic settings, and a wide variety of emotions throughout the novel, which are tangible from the first page to the very end, where, if you're keeping an open mind and not considering it a women's lib book, you wish it wasn't ending. You root for more than just the main character, you can revel in folklore and the idea that once upon a time, life was actually like this, and in retrospect, no matter how hard it seemed then, it would be fairly idyllic now - Ami McKay paints a lush period piece filled with description, design and emotion while keeping all of her characters witty, intelligent and believable.
I would recommend this to absolutely anybody I know.(less)
**spoiler alert** When I first picked up 'Wifey', I wasn't quite expecting what I got. Having grown up on Judy Blume in a more adolescent setting, a m...more**spoiler alert** When I first picked up 'Wifey', I wasn't quite expecting what I got. Having grown up on Judy Blume in a more adolescent setting, a mature and poignant read was the last thing on my mind. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but Wifey didn't give me that. It gave me something else entirely.
Sandy Pressman is married to a complete and utter jackass. Right off the bat, a surreal incident (though tame now, remember then it was not) with a flasher on a lawn sets the tone for the rest of the novel. Now, it doesn't seem like it would be a big deal, but I'm sure for Mrs.Pressman, it was a cornerstone in her character development. She reacted nonchalantly, almost pleased, which was a surprise - but as the story unwinds, her disgruntled and unsatisfied existence is brought to the foreground, and you can almost understand why she would wait for the flasher to come back.
Norman Pressman is a well described, interesting male lead. I disliked him intensely from the get go, Judy Blume was able to create a strong emotional response from me, and he doesn't really get better as things go along. He's oppressive, conceited, forceful and slightly OCD, which, combined, makes him easy to picture. He treats his children, his wife, and his dog in similar fashion, and his aversion to sexual intercourse is almost Freudian.
Judy Blume writes with sardonic wit, elegant description and handles every (at the time) controversial matter she brings up with stark clarity. For those who dislike the book, perhaps you need to remember that it is set in a different time era - Blume's depiction of it is impeccable.
Sandy's choices throughout, from her early disgruntled attitude to the consequent cheating on her husband, and acquiring a sexually transmitted virus, are all brought to the forefront in vivid and imaginative detail, by the end of the book you can honestly feel a connection to Mrs.Pressman. She thinks, acts, and IS a real flesh and blood woman, not a made up cartoon character. She is believable, compassionate and complex.
I would read this book again. In fact, I've already read it multiple times. (less)
When I was nine or ten, I ventured in to my Grandmother's basement and I found this book. I had already been reading things I probably shouldn't have...moreWhen I was nine or ten, I ventured in to my Grandmother's basement and I found this book. I had already been reading things I probably shouldn't have been reading so young for a few years, so this seemed like something else I would gobble up in a matter of hours. I was correct. If you have never picked up anything written by the actual V.C Andrews, I highly suggest you do. If anything, read this book, or Flowers in the Attic, because she was a mastermind of creepy, almost too dirty to touch fiction (though it has been suggested that Flowers in the Attic was somewhat autobiographical). I believe these books to be incorrectly marketed towards young adults, as they are wrought with incest, even this one to a degree, though Damian Adare (Audrina's father) doesn't touch his daughter in this book.
**spoiler alert** At first, when I opened Micheal Grin's "Princess Nonomi", I wasn't sure what to expect. As it turns out, it is a sexy, wanton, disgu...more**spoiler alert** At first, when I opened Micheal Grin's "Princess Nonomi", I wasn't sure what to expect. As it turns out, it is a sexy, wanton, disgusting and perverse jaunt through the interior of a very deranged and mentally incompetent woman's mind, and my God is it fun.
The story starts off with commentary from Nonomi herself, and she speaks very firmly and clearly about what she does not condone, whilst destroying a young, married couples lives. Literally. She is a fast talking, harsh and opinionated killer, dressed like a whore and ready to go. From the opening scene, you're not particularly certain exactly what is going to happen with the rest of the story, because it seems like it is mainly comprised, to this point, of senseless slaughter. I was along for the ride, though, hooked by the end of the first chapter, so I was ready to go wherever Princess Nonomi would take me.
From the first few chapters, you'd consider it to be another campy, shlocky horror story, with some extreme pornography popping out at you absolutely everywhere, but that is where you'd be wrong. As the story progresses, you are transported with Nonomi as she loses her senses and her tragic past, present and future become revealed in stark focus. There were points where I was rooting for her, as well. Micheal Grin has made a very likeable, fun and creative killer out of this woman, and you can't help but fist pump whenever she starts to speak her mind. Nearing the end, I felt pity, remorse and sadness for her, though, as she spiraled out of control and in to herself.
The conclusion is unexpected, slightly shocking, and terribly wounding, because you have become part of Nonomi as she takes you through her life, allows you to come along for the ride, and eventually makes you care for her in a strange and slightly disturbing way that makes you wish the story didn't have to end.
I would recommend this to absolutely anybody who likes their horror bloody, fun, sexy and completely out of control.(less)