Review: The Summer Demands

The Summer Demands

The Summer Demands
By Deborah Shapiro
Catapult, 9781948226301, June 2019, 224pp.

The Short of It:

Gave me all the feels of The Big Chill but with a smaller cast of characters.

The Rest of It:

On the verge of her fortieth birthday, Emily inherits an abandoned summer camp from her aunt. She and her husband move there, with the hopes of transforming it into an artist colony. The old, main house is full of charm and memories but the rest of the camp is in need of repair. They both realize it will take quite a bit of resources to get it to where it needs to be. What they don’t immediately realize though is that they already have their first guest.

I really enjoyed The Summer Demands. Emily and her husband are in a good place. Even though she is without a job and trying to find her way again after suffering a miscarriage, Emily is hopeful if not a little lost. But when she stumbles upon Stella, a twenty-something who is essentially squatting on their property, her first reaction is to help her, not oust her and she holds that secret for a little while before telling her husband.

It’s these moments between Stella and Emily that cause so much tension. Female friendships and intimacy, envy, jealousy and longing. Emily is a tad infatuated with Stella but when Stella meets Emily’s husband, Emily notices that everyone she meets is kind of infatuated with Stella. It’s just who she is.

Emily and Stella loll around the camp, swimming, watching movies, and soaking up the sun but as a reader you just know that this idyllic summer must end eventually, and it does. I loved the easiness of this novel. I loved the complexities of female friendships displayed here and I liked how the author explored things without making you feel too strongly about any one thing.

Plus, the setting was great. The lake and the sunlight filtering through the trees. It’s all so palpable. I really enjoyed The Summer Demands but it definitely falls into the “quiet novel” category which I enjoy very much.

Source: Review copy provided by the publisher.
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Sunday Matters: Someone is About to Turn 21

Sunday Matters

It’s super hard to believe but this guy, the boy, the lad, the college kid, is turning 21 this Wednesday. In September he moves away to college to complete his B.A. He is counting down the days. I know you are all wondering how I am possibly old enough to have a child this age. Right? You are wondering?

Evan
Evan while doing the Disney College Program at Typhoon Lagoon.

Right Now:

Trying to decide how we will spend the day. Yesterday we did the dreaded back-to-school shopping. Crowds and I do not mix. So today, I feel like I need a little break. Maybe some time outside.

This Week:

My son is heading out of town to celebrate his birthday with friends but we will be celebrating on Saturday with a nice dinner out. I hope to grab pics.

Nothing this week except rehearsals for Little Shop. Now that I freed my Tuesdays up, I need to start doing what I have been trying to do for so long. Write a book.

Reading:

I finished The Summer Demands by Deborah Shapiro and really loved it. I will get the review posted soon.

I also finished and reviewed I’ll Be Gone in the Dark.

Now that I finished those two I am back to The Scent Keeper.

Watching:

I stumbled upon Drunk History and I love it. It’s especially funny after I did all that history reading to help my daughter with her class. Somehow I never pictured Lincoln as a nerd. Who knew?

New Things I’ve Tried:

I’ve tried a few new things this week but I can’t remember what they were. Seriously.

Grateful for:

Great smelling candles. It’s kind of a dumb thing to list but I love candles. They really cheer me up and it doesn’t matter what season I am in because there is a candle for every season. My fave are the Capri Blue Volcano candles from Anthropologie.

My question for you this week? Were you a backpack kind of kid or a binder kind of kid? I always had a backpack but my daughter likes binders but the stuff flies everywhere.