OMG, and I’m not a fan of that phrase, but I’m listening to the audio and it is brilliant! Michael Urie fits as tight as “James Smale’s glove” as his character and narrator.
Out today! Run to the bookstore, or your computer to order. Read and or listen!
James Smale has wanted to write books since he first jammed out a neighborhood newsletter on his mother’s old typewriter when he was nine years old. That typewriter was beautiful, even he knew that at his young age, “It was a Swiss Hermes typewriter, robin’s-egg blue, a thing of beauty to me.” He was talking non-stop, nervously, as he followed a young, well-dressed woman down one hallway after another, mistaking her for his new editor. “You’ll be meeting someone else, I setup the meeting with this editor.” As she leaves the conference room, another woman slips in, I look up and mumble, “It’s, it’s you!” “Jacqueline, yes. I’m the editor who liked your book.” I stare, “you’re Jacqueline Kennedy, ….. Onassis. I can’t believe you read my book!” “I read it twice, actually.”
As you read this section of the book, you feel exactly as James must feel, as if you’re in a fantasy, a dream-like state. You cannot believe you’re talking to and looking at THE Jackie Kennedy. Let me state here and now, for me she is and will only ever be, Jackie Kennedy. No other names need apply, added or otherwise, regardless of their legality. Time stopped in 1963 for all Americans who were alive and witnessed the Kennedy couple, and don’t even try to bring politics into this conversation. Okay. James is as enamored as you would expect him to be suddenly discovering that ok fine, Mrs. Onassis will be his editor for his first book.
Steven Rowley is a talented and clever writer, so he this a serious novel about James’ book, his life, and events surrounding both. However, Steven likes to pepper his writing with smart gems of wit tossed here and there as he did with “Lily and The Octopus” and I adore him for this talent.
“I try to smell myself, to see if there is some trace of Jackie’s perfume, or, better yet, some faint whiff of American decorative arts from her White House restoration, leather or oils or fine upholstery.
It occurs to me they think I’m crazy, a man in a corner with a stunned expression, smelling himself for any trace of 1962.”
The journey through this book is both marvelous and heartbreaking. James gets to know Jackie well as a friend and their editor-author relationship develops. Jackie is so intelligent and wise, and James is a willing pupil. He does succeed with his published book but that’s not a spoiler, it’s how he gets there with the healed relationship with his mother, his family and his partner that is the real story.
Don’t miss one of our time’s most talented author’s second book. Highly recommended.
Thank you, Edelweiss, G.P. Putnam, and Steven Rowley
So many hilarious quotes I wanted to add from the smart and witty mind of Steven Rowley.
Note: It’s not all just Jackie worship, this is a great story in itself. The sidebar just happens to be Jackie O is his editor.
Btw, my opinion only: Michael Urie, your voice is spot on but Jackie’s voice shouldn’t be lower than your’s. 😬 Her’s was breathy but feminine, almost a whisper.