Hattie's was a life of hardship, tragedy, abandonment, and loneliness. The plot of Hattie had the potential for being a dark and depressing read. It wasn't! Hattie was a woman of quiet strength and perseverance. She remained a woman of character despite many emotionally damaged people in her life. The author, Anna Bozena Bowen, draws the reader into Hattie's life and holds one spellbound with the depth of thought within the character's mind.
"Snippets" between many of the chapters add to our knowledge of Hattie's experiences. Though the reader isn't told exactly when or where this story took place, it really doesn't matter because the truths expresssed are timeless and universal. Please, allow me to share a few snippets that made this story meaningful to me at this time and place in my own life. They may give potential readers a feel for Bowen's style of writing as well as demonstrate why I found Hattie such an amazing read.
"Then, all of a sudden the rest of the words, as if attached by a thread, began to appear. In a strange way, this writing felt like sewing. It was as if the pen became a needle and the ink a thread, both helping me get through this horrible task."(p. 23)
"She always had something to share with me, be it a bit of something she had grown in her garden, or cooked up over the fire-smoke was always streaming out of her chimney-or just a snip of knowledge. Not gossip, mind you. Adelphia never gossiped. Gossip, she once told me, was for those people who had nothing inside their heads and were looking for anything to fill the hole. She said that gossip never fed a person. It just took up space like if someone had swallowed a rock. And, like a rock, it sat there until you got tired of it and spit it out at someone. Knowledge on the other hand, the kind that Adelphia shared with me, filled her being, through and through. It gave her strength as much if not more than the strength one got from eating. And in bits and pieces she fed her knowledge to me." (p. 45)
"Maggie was the kind of woman who collects moments in her head and saves them for conversation. Of course, by the time they are talked about she has added her own flavoring to them. Maggie could make one laugh at a funeral if she wanted to." (p. 71)
"I just liked to sit in the woods, near to where the bees were kept, and listen to the hum of their steady buzzing. I'd find a spot next to a tree and lean up against its trunk. I felt that the sun's light, falling through the tops of the trees, was washing me with its glow. It was like being touched by heaven itself. As the birds were chirping, and the leaves rustling, and the bees humming, I would close my eyes and drift away into their music." (p. 97)
"I sat there and looked at it sticking out of my arm. My eyes fixed on the strand of black thread attached at the eye of the needle. It was like a tightrope. I followed it all the way down to where it held to the limp sock in my lap. I don't know how long I sat there just staring. Not feeling anything. Wondering if it was worth mending a thing that was so used up." (p. 123) Was Hattie's life worth mending?
"Living alone is knowing that you open the door for yourself and there is no need to keep it open after you pass through it. Living alone can be life or death. It all depends on how you are with yourself. And it can be life one day and feel like death the next. But you just keep going. You just keep talking to yourself, knowing that someone hears you even if it's just you and the spirits of others gone before." pp.263-264)
Hattie is the best book I have read this year. I recommend it highly. I am grateful for winning this book in a goodreads giveaway.