For 2024 the aim remains to post a review at least every other Friday and to complete the Bookpacking reading journey.

18 January 2013

Every Last One by Anna Quindlen


Read as part Q of the “Along the Library Shelf” reading journey

Chosen because

A good cover blurb; recent (2011) publication; a female author (who are a bit under-represented to date); and I was 5 pages in just standing at the book shelf (usually a good sign).

The Review

Mary Beth Latham is living the comfortable suburban American dream with husband Glen, daughter Ruby and twin boys Alex and Max. She’s worked hard at it, at the centre of the household, bringing the family ship safely to the point where she can see the kids getting ready (extending the metaphor) to man the lifeboats and move on.

It’s not been plain sailing (metaphor still going strong) - they’ve had their share of problems – but Mary Beth worked them out and will do the same now Max has troubles at school, Alex seems to disown his twin and Ruby’s love life is unravelling.

Daily life, what it is like to be a mum in such a family, is faultlessly described; and through Mary Beth we get to know the family and friends to the point that we feel part of the circle ourselves. However there is a sense of growing unease or foreboding, and there is a secret in the past.

That something is coming to hit the Lathams is clear (the cover blurb says as much) but what it will be keeps us guessing. When it hits the impact is none the less for its long awaited inevitability. Knowing the family intimately by then the emotional effect is strong and the aftermath unexpectedly moving.

Quindlen’s style is intelligent and articulate. Mary Beth relates the story in the first person and present tense, so we are actually living her life in real time. This gives an intensity that carries the reader easily through the 300 pages, despite long periods where very little seems to happen.

Read another?

Probably not – at the back of this volume are trails for another five books which all seem to involve a woman hit by a crisis of some sort. I think one of these is enough to satisfy my inner woman for a while.

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