Thoroughly enjoyed it. It’s something of a curate’s egg, but a short story book of memoirs is a tricky thing to do, and the author pulls it off.
Her life seems to have been a rather hand to mouth, peripatetic affair, and accordingly, the stories take us though a gamut of jobs usually taken by life’s experience-seekers – artist - actress - yoga teacher - masseuse - real estate agent etc. But her experiences give her a trunk full of tales.
Always short of money and on to the next job, the next fractious family altercation or disastrous romantic attachment. Her independent attitude takes us to a myriad of odd places where she has tried to put down roots, and ever seeking to find a life suitable for someone as free-wheeling as her, she sometimes finds herself in the strangest situations. But when we see her trying to look after her ailing father or barrelling across America in some non-descript car as she criss-crosses the continent accompanied by a cat or dog, we feel we know the sort of person she is.
Touchingly caring and clearly trying to think the best of those she meets if possible, her observations are often expressed with the delightful insouciance of the wide-eyed American that we outsiders don’t seem able to do – but this only adds to the charm.
Her humorous take on life is always present, and although she’s never short of an opinion, she’s not at all opinionated. There’s a lot of talent here – good sharp characterisation, keen observation, swift moving dialogue, reflections on life that are wise, and there are some delightful flashes of human understanding
The author has (perhaps unwittingly) laid out her life’s voyage for us to take part in with refreshing honesty, and having been party to this journey, during the final stories (by which time she has turned 60 and is living in Hawaii (as one does)), the book gives you the feel of a contemporary Othello as he looks back on his life in Act 5 scene 2: “Soft you, a word or two before you go……..”. Moving.