I’m a pretty dedicated reader when it comes to Joyce Maynard books…..having read and enjoyed most of her novels and each of her memoirs …..
A few of my favorites were:
“Count the Ways” …published in 2021…(*incredible* family saga)….and her greatest achievement to date.
“Under the Influence”…(one of those stories that pulls you in so fast - exploring friendships & deceit - that it’s impossible to not read to the end)- I loved the crazy complexities.
“At Home in the World”….one of the most unforgettable memoirs I have ever read — and her toxic relationship with J.D. Salinger
“The Best of Us” ….a beautiful - loving memoir….a tribute to her husband who died of pancreatic cancer…made me cry.
And ….
I enjoyed “Labor Day” both her book and movie….and ‘others’.
So now…..Joyce brings us “The Bird Hotel”…..(to be published in May, 2003)….
I’m always happy to be back in Maynard-land. One thing that is consistent in her writing is that Joyce is a master at detailing generation eras…..especially ‘The Boomer’ generation.
Her stories are sparkling with personal details….and in “The Bird Hotel”….she does it again….sparkles us page after page.
Its filled with life, love, loss, secrets, grief, fears, sadness, joys, mystery, drama, disappointments, adventures, romance, Lilies, orchards, hummingbirds, beadwork, gardening, wonderful meals,
stories told during dinner gatherings on the patio,
hippie-travelers flocked to the village every winter,
lots of playfulness, empathy, nature, pop-culture, and a touch of mythical elements.
Joyce emotes strong sentiments. Our feelings and thoughts get a marathon workout in “The Bird Hotel”.
READ THE BLURB….
…..it’s the perfect blurb to give a great flavor of what this novel is about.
No QUESTION….
…..it’s “a big sweeping story spanning four decades, offering lyricism as well as whimsy”…..
Our protagonist- Irene - suffered loss after loss ….as a child….and as a young adult.
From San Francisco to Central America to a beautiful lakefront dwelling fixer-upper hotel in La Llorona…..at the base of a volcano…..with a stimulating cast of characters — this would make another great Joyce Maynard movie (or even a series) ….
NOTE….
The symbolism for volcano has long been a metaphor used to understand creation, mortality, and nature…..[exactly what this novel does].
I have one small critique. The book is 432 pages ….and although I easily finished it in three days, I feel it could have loss a hundred pages. A couple of the chapters were a little over-written. A chapter about macaroons and baking went on too long for me. Maybe if I liked macarons….lol ….I would have felt different …..
But I’m being picky….
This is an a very absorbing saga….filled with hardships and joy….
And all those yummy Joyce Maynard descriptions. The nostalgia is fun!
….ha…
Be it…hippies, marijuana, LSD trips, VW bugs, Tie-dye T-shirts, Woody Guthrie, Joan Baez, Jefferson Airplane, Led Zeppelin, the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake, Creme, Vietnam war, Woodstock, marriage, love, death, traveling in a Green Turtle Bus with strangers, Hare Krishna, Cocoa Puffs, singing, painting, birds, plants, flowers, water wonders, sunshine, swimming, boyfriends, family, friendships, foods:
[Yummy breakfast:
Plato Tipico—huevos rancheros, with frijoles, queso, platanos, and crema, also orange juice, with a side order of pancakes]….etc.
And….
…..the power of fairytales, love…..etc. etc. etc….
like I said….
…..THIS IS A BIG SWEEPING SAGA ….over those four decades.
Perfect for Baby Boomers ….and/or for those of us who live in the SFBay area ….and/or have a thing for settings in Central America.
A few excerpts:
“When there’s no place you want to be, you’re in no rush to get off the bus”
“There’s was always someone playing guitar or harmonica, always someone sleeping, someone smoking, someone holding fourth about astrology or hydroponic marijuana, cultivation, or hidden messages you divined by playing Pink Floyd backwards. The Wall”.
“I’ve been thinking about our book, he said, not the most romantic line for a man to deliver to a woman under the stars—but you had to give him credit for sincerity”.
“Have you heard of the exotic conures that escaped from a pet store somewhere in California years ago and settled in San Francisco? he said. There’s a whole flock of them now, living on Telegraph Hill. We could go there together. You’d paint them”.
“For a moment then, I pictured myself returning to San Francisco with Jerome, and how it would be to go to my old neighborhood with this man. I’ve seen those. conures, I told him. A long time ago”.
“After one kiss, Irene was very clear she couldn’t make a life with Jerome. The very thing he dismissed as a fantasy reserved for the foolish young, (passion, and love head-over -heels) was the only thing that made sense to her”.
“There was only one spot in La Esperanza where a person could get a meal that came anywhere close to the ones Maria created at the hotel—Rosella’s place, II Piacere”.
“We could have taken ‘tuk tuk’ into the village, but Jerome suggested we walk. It was the time of day I loved best, when the sun was sinking behind the volcano in the sky, changing color every few seconds— rose color, giving way to peach, giving away to violet, golden glow on the hillside, and birds swooping low over the water”.
4 + stars….. other than some editing quibbles….I fully enjoyed it….and hope they make a film.