All the Devils are Here by Louise Penny

This seems like the sort of day that needs some distraction — so, I’ll tell you about the newest Louise Penny — All the Devils are Here. I got my copy through a local independent bookstore who offered a live (albeit remote) talk by Ms. Penny that included a copy of the book with purchase of the ticket — how could I refuse? The talk was great fun, she’s holed up in her London flat – and the book arrived a few days later.

Please allow me to cheat and quote another reviewer – whose review captures the essence of this newest installment better than I ever could….

“Penny’s series has always been about the complexities and sustaining glories of family, and here she takes that theme even further, revealing fissures in the Gamache clan, but also showing the resilience and love at its root. Series devotees will revel in both Penny’s evocation of Paris―every bit as sumptuous as her rendering of Three Pines―and in the increased role she allots to librarian Reine-Marie, whose research skills are crucial to untying the Gordian knot at the mystery’s core.”
―Booklist (starred)

I’ve read some excellent books this year and All the Devils are Here is right up there as one of the best. Unlike the previous books in this series, it’s not set in the charming village of Three Pines, Quebec — but in Paris – que diable? I wondered if this would matter, but I’ve always found Ms. Penny’s books to be excellent and, as usual, from the very first page I was hooked. In fact, the Paris setting is beautifully rendered and almost as enthralling as being there. Ms. Penny has captured Paris and it’s environs — from the Musée Rodin and its gardens, to the Place de la Concorde.

Chief Inspector Armand Gamache and his wife Raine-Marie have come from Canada to Paris for the impending birth of a new grandchild. After a celebratory dinner with their two children, spouses, and Armand’s billionaire godfather, Stephen Horowitz, Stephen is deliberately struck by a vehicle and lies in a coma. A grim discovery at his apartment prompts an investigation and the uncovering of family secrets leaving Armand to determine just who can be trusted.

The Prefect of Paris police, an old friend, may be corrupt. Jean-Guy is insecure in his new job, does not know why he was hired or who to trust as a mystery unfolds at his engineering firm. Daniel and Ros may be living above their means. But, above all, Armand’s godfather Stephen is on life-support. And, he knows something.

From there the story unfolds and the tension mounts, as Gamache probes the unanswered questions — why Stephen has been in Paris longer than they knew, why he moved from his apartment to a hotel suite, and why he has kept a very important project a secret. It is a very complicated plot, and the reader needs to have his wits about him exceedingly complex tale of international finance and deals.

All the Devils are Here reveals additional insight into Gamache’s background, his family and, for the first time, his troubled relationship with his son Daniel. I was pleased that, in this installment, Reine Marie is even more of a presence and has a very significant role when her profession as a librarian researcher proves vital.

And, just in case you’re wondering about the title —

“When we first sat down, you said that Hell is empty and all the devils are here. What did you mean?” “It’s one of my favorite quotes, you know that,” said Stephen. And Armand did. Stephen loved to use the lines from The Tempest to unnerve business rivals, colleagues. Friends. Strangers on planes.”

The only part I had trouble with was with the character of Daniel, Gamache’s son, who has had a lifelong antipathy toward his father which strained credibility and had me muttering ‘oh grow up’ at his whining.

As is typical of a Louise Penny novel, there are revelations which are heart-breaking; and others, joyous. Throughout, she offers a solid story about honor, justice, love, family, and friendship. Oh, and of course, murder.

I learned many new things and feel richer for having read her words. I’m so glad Ms. Penny keeps writing this wonderful series. Keep ’em coming!

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Be sure to read the acknowledgements after finishing All the Devils are Here, here not only does Ms. Penny reveal background into her characters, but also opens her heart about her life and writing.

Good Book ~~ Wrong Time

Sometimes you have a good book in your hands — one with great reviews and hailed as a must read — but the timing is wrong. Somehow it just doesn’t take. Pick it up, put it down – try again – re-read the back cover and the author profile — just trying to get inspired.

The Vanishing Half

by Brit Bennett

I had requested this book ages ago from the library, after my pledge to read and learn more about the black experience and racism.

The NY Times called it “a stunning new novel about twin sisters, inseparable as children, who ultimately choose to live in two very different worlds, one black and one white.”

The Vignes are identical twin sisters and after growing up together in a small, southern black community and running away at age sixteen — their lives have taken very different paths. Years later, one sister lives with her black daughter in the same southern town she once tried to escape. The other, now living in California, secretly passes for white, and her white husband knows nothing of her past. Even though separated by many miles and just as many lies, the fates of the twins remain intertwined. And as a multi-generational saga the book story line will take the reader to the next generation, and their own daughters’ fates.

Sounds really good doesn’t it? At first I was intrigued by the perceptions of shades of black within the black community. Not to mention, a compelling study of race and interracial tensions.

The Vanishing Half opens with the story of the twins growing up light skinned in the South, their eventual escape to New Orleans, and one of the twins (sorry can’t remember which one) goes back home having escaped an abusive marriage and with a dark skinned daughter in tow. I plowed on — trying to care, or even get interested. Such an interesting premise, I keep telling myself. But alas, no spark — no book tingle.

And, I did get about 75 pages in before I just gave up. That’s about when the author moves forward in time and we meet one of the twins’ daughters and her issues not only with her race but her sexual orientation. And, at that point folks, I just couldn’t go on, I couldn’t care less And, after trying to read just one more chapter — in frustration, I clicked the button and digitally whisked my copy back to the library for the many readers still on the waiting list.

Give it a try, perhaps you’ll enjoy The Vanishing Half. It has been reviewed and judged as an important book, and even an admirable book, but just the wrong time for this reader. I may try again in the future – again I blame it on timing.

Full disclosure: During my attempt to read this book, the newest Louise Penny arrived — teasing me on the shelf – calling me, charming me.

I have no regrets, never looked back, and hurried off to my new read love.

Perfect Book ~ Right Time

My time is not my own right now, and my reading has fallen to the wayside. Let’s just say, it’s almost over and things are not going in favor for our little neighborhood association — as the saying goes, you can’t fight city hall, or it turns out, a rich, private school.

Several weeks ago, a package arrived on my doorstep – a book from a dear friend who lives five hours away.

Quite unexpected, because no one ever gives me books – being naturally afraid either; I already have it (very likely), I’ve already read it (also highly probable), or I knew about it and just wasn’t interested (happens frequently). But this little gem was totally unknown to me.

The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

by Charlie Macksey

Too exhausted to read anything dense late one evening, I sat down with this little treasure and started with the introduction — which talks directly to the reader. This caught me off guard and drew me right into this fairy tale-fantasy-picture book.

Called a book of hope for uncertain times, it did seem to speak to my poor soul — so bruised as it is right now.

It’s a simple story with some lovely art.

There’s a lonely boy, who meets a mole who loves cake, a wary fox, and a gentle horse.

There is a sweet simplicity yet complexity in the inspirational messages.

“What do you think is the biggest waste of time?
Comparing yourself to others, said the mole.”

Then this illustration stopped me cold — I stared sadly at it for a long time.

As I slowly turned the pages, I read about friendship, hope, hugs, cake and slowly felt my shoulders relax and my stress level lower.

“We often wait for kindness….but being kind to yourself can start now.”

I was reminded of Winne the Pooh or The Little Prince, both of which offer wisdom for adults and fantasy for children.

As you can see, the illustrations with their lines and brush strokes are delightful. The artwork fairly glows off the pages. You’ll want to hold the book in your hands, turn the pages yourself, and see the magic for yourself.

Fair warning, the book has been criticized as cliched and saccharine, and perhaps it is.

But for me – it was the perfect book at the right time.

I went to bed wonderfully comforted and ready to sleep.

And, as I drifted off, I thought I need to revisit Pooh and his merry band

The Last Flight by Julie Clark

Currently, publishers are churning out thrillers at a record speed. It seems many people are in need of escapist reading. No need to ponder why — we all see it — 2020 is drunk and needs to go home.

I was somewhat coping with the virus, our politics, another black man shot by police, disappearing mailboxes, the MyPillow guy, and the recent devastating fires surrounding the Bay Area. Somewhat coping — until I heard about the asteroid that has a small chance of hitting earth just before election day. That did it for me, I turned to my favorite vice – new books.

I digitally browsed the new arrivals shelf on the SF public library website — and downloaded this thriller before I even had a chance to think about it.

“Very few people actually stop to consider how difficult it is to truly vanish. The level of detail needed to eliminate even the tiniest trace. Because there’s always something. A small thread, a seed of truth, a mistake. It only takes a tiny pinprick of circumstance to unravel it all.”

Thus, begins the prologue of The Last Flight, a quite riveting story. Two strangers, both running from lives they want desperately to change, make a last minute airport decision to switch identities and take each other’s place on their respective flights. Claire is married to a very powerful man who is about to run for the Senate, but he is dangerously abusive. Eva was a brilliant chemistry student at Berkeley who made one stupid mistake and now is in fear for her life.

The two women meet by accident at an airport and decide to swap identities. Neither knows what the other is running from. Thus starts an intriguing tale with twists and turns at every corner, as each is running from her own demons. Ms. Clark crafts the story line with parallel narratives each with a constant underpinning of paranoia. She also captures behind-closed-doors abuse from a highly respected public figure. As well as, the futility of trying to find someone — anyone to trust and tell the truth.

“It isn’t just what has been done to us, it’s a system that tells women we are unreliable, and then expendable. That our truths don’t matter when set side by side with a man’s.”

The Last Flight is not great literature and has a few plot holes, but hats off to Ms. Clark for writing an intelligent, edge-of-your-seat thriller, which kept me turning the pages well past my bedtime.

It was just the perfect escape – now I’m back and what’s this about a pool boy?

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One of the most interesting things for me about The Last Flight was imagining what it might be like to suddenly lose your identity and to try to assume another. It reminded me of one of my past favorite reads The Diver’s Clothes Lay Empty. Very short and very recommended.

Washington Black by Esi Edugyan

Remember the book tingle? To quote Simon, of Savidge Reads

There is an almost un-explainable feeling from the start which lasts until the final full stop. Not for a single moment does the book let you down, or indeed out of its grasp, you are effectively spell bound by it. It feels like all the rest of the world goes completely out of your mind and all that is left is you, the book and the author’s words. It is the prose, the characters, the atmosphere, everything! You almost feel, without it sounding arrogant, that this book was written just for you.

Washington Black was just one of those books for me — simply marvelous from beginning to end.

Several years ago it was named one of the NY Times 10 best books of the year, as well as one of Barack Obama’s favorite books. It got rave reviews on NPR and in the New Yorker and was up for the Man Booker Prize. With all that praise, who could withstand the pressure?

Washington Black, aka Wash, is a young slave on a Barbados sugar plantation, when he is chosen to serve his master’s brother — the eccentric Christopher Wilde. Wilde, or Titch as he’s called, is an abolitionist, but also a naturalist, explorer, and scientist. He takes the boy on a wondrous adventure that starts with a hand-built hot air balloon called a ‘cloud-cutter’ and continues by ship until, eventually, the pair finds themselves in the frozen expanse of the Arctic. While Wash is an unlikely world traveler, he is both an inquisitive observer and a gifted artist. He and Titch document species in the Arctic waters and on the frozen tundra.

When Titch disappears in an Arctic storm. Wash’s subsequent travels bring both adventures and fear as he flees a slave catcher from Virginia to Canada. He continues across the ocean to London, Europe and Morocco journeying with a new found mentor and his daughter.

Ms. Edugyan’s writing is terrific. The characters are fascinating and the settings well-drawn. From the blistering hot Caribbean sugar plantation, to the frozen Arctic, to the Moroccan desert, and even the stuffy dampness of an English drawing room — are all beautifully captured and so fully rendered that you are swept away (see book tingle above).

The author goes deep into the obvious race implications. You see, Titch originally choose this young slave boy as the perfect weight and ballast for his balloon adventure. When Titch discovers his black ballast has exceptional drawing skills, the boy’s role changes. Though they are close, there is the ever present gap in their relationship that keeps it from being a true friendship.

Wash portrays strength, determination, invention and, in the end, the capacity to understand the true meaning of freedom and how we are wholly responsible for freeing ourselves.

This is a wonderful, yet unusual book – a coming of age, adventure story blended with the brutality of slavery, the joy of art and the allure of scientific discovery. And yes, it all works – Fantastically.