Review: Strangers

Strangers

Strangers
By Anita Brookner
(Vintage, Paperback, 9780307472601, July 2010, 256pp.)

The Short of It:

Amusing, sharp and unusually accommodating… these characters give meaning to the term, “growing old gracefully.”

The Rest of It:

Paul Sturgis is a 70-something bachelor living in a quiet, London flat. Never married, and having only one living relative, a distant cousin named Helena, Paul finds himself wandering about looking for something but he’s not sure what. To avoid the dreaded Christmas invitation from Helena, he decides to take holiday in Venice.

In Venice, he meets Vicky Gardner. Vicky is an interesting sort. She is pretty,  recently divorced and essentially homeless since she has no permanent place to call home. She flits from place to place, seemingly happy in her travels. Paul, unusually reserved gives his number to Vicky and then immediately regrets it. How lonely does one have to be to finally realize that at the age of 72, being with someone might be better than being alone?

This was my first Brookner and I enjoyed it immensely. These characters are proper, polite and exceedingly friendly, but utterly lonely. They are “strangers” in that they have no idea how to co-exist with one another. Innocent conversations turn into something else and then before you know it, in walks awkwardness. It’s all incredibly entertaining but in a quiet, understated way.

I understand that Strangers is Brookner’s 23rd novel. I can’t believe it took me this long to read one of her books but now I want to read them all. It’s not as if there was a lot going on in this one, or that it was even a page-turner, but it’s the type of writing that I enjoy. When I writer can take every day things and make them interesting, then he/she has my attention.

Brookner fans, which of her books shall I read next?

Source: Borrowed

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Happy Thoughts

Wedding

On Saturday, our very close friends tied the knot! So glad they finally made it legal. Just kidding of course. It was a beautiful wedding. The bride was gorgeous. The groom, so happy. We wish them the best!

Pacific Park, Santa Monica Pier

On Sunday, we hit Pacific Park on the Santa Monica Pier, and then we walked, and walked and walked. My legs feel as if they are broken. Seriously. I wish I could say I walked my butt off, but I checked this morning and it’s still there. How is this happy? Well, it was a beautiful day, I got to spend it with my family AND there was the promise of shopping at Nordstrom afterward, but I was too tired in the end. I know, too tired for Nordys! Unreal.

It was a busy weekend though. I have no food in the house, rehearsals to shuttle kids to, one sick kid (he ate a deep fried Twinkie, a bad one at that!) and numerous stuff going on at work. Monday is Monday but tomorrow will be better, right?

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