I really like Sarah Waters. Her other novels all feature Victorian lesbians. Affinity is a very spooky, claustrophobic thriller/love story/spoiler about a medium imprisoned after a seance goes horribly wrong, and the woman who visits her in prison. Tipping the Velvet is a very fun picaresque which bounces from oyster bars to theatres to the rooms of kept girls. Fingersmith is a wild thriller which doesn't entirely make sense in places, but is one hell of a ride. I recommend all of those. Some people hate Affinity because of the DO NOT SPOIL ending, but it's my favorite.
The Night Watch is well-written and gripping, but lacks the excitement, passion, and sense of joyous discovery that permeate Waters' other books. (Even her tragedies seem like she had fun writing them, even if the characters didn't have fun living them.) It's about the intertwined lives of several Londoners after and during the Blitz, and is told backwards in time. This narrative device is not arbitrary, and provides for a few interesting discoveries and poignant moments; but it also makes the entire book quite depressing, as we already know how everyone will end up, and nobody ends up better than "maybe, just maybe, they will now take a tiny step toward improving their life," and some of them don't even get that.
Several years after the war is over, everyone is miserable. Kay, the butch former ambulance driver, is mired in post-traumatic stress, depression, and agoraphoia; Duncan, the young former prisoner, is living with an old man and collecting worthless antiques; his sister Vi, a young woman, is stuck in a loveless and passionless affair with a married man; and Helen, whom I regret to say that I HATE, is obsessively jealous of her lover, the cold writer Julia whom I also kind of hate.
After a long section exploring their lives, the narrative jumps back to the Blitz, and we see who they were before, what their relationships were, and some light is shed on the more myserious elements of the first section. At the end of this, the concluding section jumps back even further, to the start of the Blitz; the concluding scene is lovely, but intensely depressing because we know how that particular relationship worked out.
I was fascinated by Kay, the heroic ambulance driver, her work rescuing victims of the air raids, and the society of butch volunteers she hung out with. I could have happily read an entire book about her and her friend Mickey, whom I loved with a passion disproportionate to her brief appearances. The other characters either interested me less, or their situations interested me less; the reason Duncan was in jail was tragic and not a story often told, but he was a rather opaque character and so were the men he interacted with; I liked his sister Vi, but except for her brief but wonderful interaction with Kay, her story was mostly about loving a married jerk and that has been told a million times; Helen and Julia I just didn't like, ever, and the more I learned about them, the less time I wanted to spend in their company, even on paper.
Worth reading if you're a Waters fan, but not a good introduction. It did make me want to read more about the Blitz, though. (Two of my favorite short stories of all time are set there, Connie Willis' "Fire Watch" ("deaths: one cat") and "Jack.") Any recommendations? Especially, any recommendations for fact or fiction featuring lesbians and/or people doing the more dramatic sort of volunteer work, search and rescue, fire watch, ambulance drivers, and the like?
The Night Watch is well-written and gripping, but lacks the excitement, passion, and sense of joyous discovery that permeate Waters' other books. (Even her tragedies seem like she had fun writing them, even if the characters didn't have fun living them.) It's about the intertwined lives of several Londoners after and during the Blitz, and is told backwards in time. This narrative device is not arbitrary, and provides for a few interesting discoveries and poignant moments; but it also makes the entire book quite depressing, as we already know how everyone will end up, and nobody ends up better than "maybe, just maybe, they will now take a tiny step toward improving their life," and some of them don't even get that.
Several years after the war is over, everyone is miserable. Kay, the butch former ambulance driver, is mired in post-traumatic stress, depression, and agoraphoia; Duncan, the young former prisoner, is living with an old man and collecting worthless antiques; his sister Vi, a young woman, is stuck in a loveless and passionless affair with a married man; and Helen, whom I regret to say that I HATE, is obsessively jealous of her lover, the cold writer Julia whom I also kind of hate.
After a long section exploring their lives, the narrative jumps back to the Blitz, and we see who they were before, what their relationships were, and some light is shed on the more myserious elements of the first section. At the end of this, the concluding section jumps back even further, to the start of the Blitz; the concluding scene is lovely, but intensely depressing because we know how that particular relationship worked out.
I was fascinated by Kay, the heroic ambulance driver, her work rescuing victims of the air raids, and the society of butch volunteers she hung out with. I could have happily read an entire book about her and her friend Mickey, whom I loved with a passion disproportionate to her brief appearances. The other characters either interested me less, or their situations interested me less; the reason Duncan was in jail was tragic and not a story often told, but he was a rather opaque character and so were the men he interacted with; I liked his sister Vi, but except for her brief but wonderful interaction with Kay, her story was mostly about loving a married jerk and that has been told a million times; Helen and Julia I just didn't like, ever, and the more I learned about them, the less time I wanted to spend in their company, even on paper.
Worth reading if you're a Waters fan, but not a good introduction. It did make me want to read more about the Blitz, though. (Two of my favorite short stories of all time are set there, Connie Willis' "Fire Watch" ("deaths: one cat") and "Jack.") Any recommendations? Especially, any recommendations for fact or fiction featuring lesbians and/or people doing the more dramatic sort of volunteer work, search and rescue, fire watch, ambulance drivers, and the like?
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Unfortunately I don't have any recommendations for you, but your review did make me think of one of the more interesting parts of (all things) The Well of Loneliness, when the heroine does a stint as an ambulance driver in France during WWI. I think there's quite a good novella struggling to get out of that book.
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I've read _The Well of Loneliness_ several times, and had radically varying responses each time. I sniffled all the way through the first time, laughed hysterically the next, spent the third time planning each character's painful demise, and spent the most recent time going "Hmm. The writer's out of her gourd, but she's got *something* here, wish I could figure out what it is." I don't think it's a bad book at all, but it does need to be taken on its own terms and seen in context. As a lesbian-rights novel written by a Conservative, upper-class white Englishwoman in the 1920s, it can feel a bit like Sybil.
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You should also read Renault's _The Charioteer_, which is about (partly) male homosexuality in WWII, though not about the Blitz. It's beautifully written!
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I have mixed feelings about this one...I love most of it, but there is One Part that makes me want to throw the book across the room hard enough to leave a permanent crater in the wall. Most of it? Comedic gold, or at least silver. Later in life, Renault said herself that The Scene I Do Not Like was "silly" and that she would have written it differently in later years.
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Yes, I'm not a big fan of the ending either, and agree with Renault. But the rest of the book more than makes up for it, and I am recomending it to everyone I know.
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I heart the blitz! The last bit of blitz lit I read had nothing to do with lesbians, ambos, firemen or anything - rather it is a middle grade (or young YA) about a modern american kid who gets sent back in time to the blitz via his old radio. LONDON CALLING by Edward Bloor.
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Was Bloor's novel good? I read his first two books, and thought they had some great ideas and scenes, but were padded and didn't really live up to their ambition.
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if you listen to audio, I can send it to you.
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I am obsessed with listening to books on the way to work - my ride there and home is pretty much exactly one CD's worth, so it's perfect for audio books.
I can either upload it and email it to you, or just send you the CDs - whatevah.
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I LOVE making people share my addiction to audiobooks, so it should have been more like a totoro icon.
or hedonism bot.
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Spoilers:
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Have you read Waters' other novels?
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Yep, all of them. Fingersmith is my favorite, though possibly just because I read it first and didn't know to expect lesbians. I was so pleased to discover it that none of the problems with the plot bother me.
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Another book on WWI ambulance drivers, which has both (non-sexual) female bonding and some rather homophobic moments about sexual female bonding, is Helen Zenna Smith's Not So Quiet.... It is possibly even more of a downer that The Romantic - as I recall narrator/protag ends up marrying man who indicates that he has been wounded in such a way as to preclude prospect of 'the pram on the lawn'.
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I thought The Night Watch was a bit research-bogged: perhaps the Victorians are somewhat more distant and place less of an obligation of realism?
I have a feeling that there are a couple of books, either based on diaries or oral histories, about ambulance drivers in the Blitz - will try and remember details. On women generally in WWII, I very much like Penny Summerfield's books based in oral history - I think the most recent is one on women in the Home Guard.
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If you haven't watched the movie Hope and Glory, do so, as you'll enjoy it.
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HOPE AND GLORY (based on John "DELIVERANCE" Boorman's childhood] and JG Ballard's EMPIRE OF THE SUN are the two movies which helped me understand why my Europe-in-WW2-childhood mother had such a complex view of reality. I used to get these two movies confused, and it wasn't until 10 years after seeing them that I realized how twisted Ballard was (or who Boorman even WAS), and then I was like, OK then.
My mom doesn't have as dramatic childhood memories, but, a similar sense of ridiculousness/playfulness/seeing the game in Serious World Events of adulthood, and she kept it throughout her life as a white suburbanite.
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