"I am left with a beastly father, a life of chores, no hope, no friends, no escape, and a large bosom!" writes Catherine in her journal on October 13, 1290.
Same.
Catherine, Called Birdy is like Bridget Jones's Diary if Bridget were 14, adamantly uninterested in men, and living in the 13th century. Catherine (who is only called Birdy, like, twice), is a lady of a not un-wealthy knight, and she feels perpetually stuck. She wishes she were richer, rich enough to have servants do everything for her, or poorer, poor enough to make her own decisions in love and marriage instead of being a piece of property for her father to barter with. As she journals her daily life, she muses on social class, gender differences, marriage, and religion. ("I wondered why Jesus used his miraculous powers to cure lepers instead of creating an herb or flower that would cure them so we could continue to use it even now when Jesus is in Heaven.")
Like Bridget, who cataloged her calorie intake, cigarettes smoked, and alcohol units consumed everyday, Catherine tells us which saint's day every day is, after she comes into possession of a book of saints. The book catalogs mid-September 1290 to end of September 1291. Catherine finds the saints' book in October, and something terrible happens on September 7 (my birthday) making it the ONLY day she doesn't tell us which saint's day it is!!
There is some beautiful writing in here, both humorous ("One day [my father's] angry liver will set him afire and I will toast bread on him") and touching ("When I was little, I used to try to capture the colored light. I thought I could hold it in my hand and carry it home. Now I know it is like happiness--it is there or it is not, you cannot hold it or keep it.")
The most popular review of this book on here criticizes it for being "anachronistic" and having a "spunky, modern heroine," with no justification given for this interpretation, leaving me to assume it's because the main character is a young woman who questions her situation. That critique has me thinking of Mackenzi Lee, author of The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue, who said this criticism is often leveled at her own work, mostly by men who seem to find it unthinkable that there might have been ANY non-male (or non-white, or non-hetero) people in history who questioned their own culture. She said one reviewer -- an old, white, male historian -- said he finds it much more interesting for historical fiction to portray a powerless woman instead of a powerful one. The review I mentioned of this book actually says, "I wish Cushman had created a protagonist who was both engaging to the reader and able to provide illumination of how much people have changed over time."
That's exactly what Cushman does. Catherine, Called Birdy is an engaging work of historical fiction that shows both the similarities and differences between our times and Medieval ones.