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Red Hook Road

by Ayelet Waldman
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  • Publisher: Doubleday
  • Publishing date: 13/07/2010
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-13: 9780385517867
  • ISBN: 0385517866


Pat Conroy Reviews Red Hook Road

Pat Conroy is the author of nine previous books: The Boo, The Water is Wide, The Great Santini, The Lords of Discipline, The Prince of Tides, Beach Music, My Losing Season, The Pat Conroy Cookbook: Recipes of My Life, and South of Broad. His newest book, My Life In Books, will be published in September. He lives in Fripp Island, South Carolina. Read his review of Red Hook Road:

In her latest novel, Red Hook Road, Ayelet Waldman has nailed the indelible mark that the state of Maine leaves on all visitors who fall for its subtle, insinuating glamour. Red Hook Road is a terrific novel, and might even be a great one. The structure of the book seems perfect to me; the first sentence sets up and readies us for the immense powers of the last one. It tells the stories of two families as different as the Montagues and the Capulets, but with the same tragic and irreversible destines playing out around them. The hardscrabble, working-class Hewins are native Mainers, the kind of family that keeps Maine vibrant during the cold months when the summer people return to their big-city homes. The Kimmelbrods are a sophisticated Jewish family from Manhattan; they are as cultured and passionate as the Hewins are no-nonsense and taciturn, as taciturn as lichens growing on the rocks of a church garden. Jane Hewins is a quintessential woman of Maine with an unviable sense of self and a home-bound integrity that could earn her a place on a Maine license plate along with a moose, a lobster, or a loon. Her big-city counterpart is Iris Copaken, a character who represents the highest level of Jewish culture. Iris has been vacationing with her family in Red Hook since birth, and Jane Hewins has cleaned the Copaken’s summer house for many years. The novel begins when Jane’s admirable son marries Iris’ delectable daughter; and great storm clouds form on the far horizon as Down East Maine meets the Upper East side in a glorious clash of the Titans.

Ayelet Waldman’s prose style is lovely and fresh. There is a brilliant scene that I’ve returned to again and again: The great violinist, Emil Kimmelbrod, finds the undiscovered talent of a small girl, Samantha Phelps, and brings out her instinctive mastery of rhythm, modulation, and perfect pitch. With language and example, Ayelet teaches me everything I didn’t know and can never know about music. It was like discovering a lost part of my life where I’m not only untalented, but unteachable. Each encounter of Kimmelbrod and Samantha in the book was exciting for me. Had I not read this book, I wouldn’t have understood that I’ve never really "heard" classical music before.

The structure of Red Hook Road is so perfect that I didn’t initially notice the sacred reverence for the beauty of wood both families share. The people of coastal Maine are aficionados of wooden boats, and their harbors fill up with boats that perform the same service as the highest works of art. The same joy of perfect woodwork manifests itself in Kimmelbrod as he cradles his Dembovski or considers the famous violins of Giussupe Guarneri del Gesu. You learn in this book that there is a strange kinship in the mahogany fittings of yachts and the lacquered pear wood of violins--Red Hook Road is an intricate dance between art and nature, between foreignness and belonging, between still waters and storm.

There are love stories being told all over this book, and like all great love stories, these are volatile and enduring and bright with astonishment. These characters now take up residence in the city I’ve built out of the books I love. This book made me happy, and happy to be alive. It took me out of my home on the coast of South Carolina, placed me in the town along Red Hook Road, and changed me the way good books always do.

Ayelet Waldman on Red Hook Road

There comes a moment at every literary event, a moment every author dreads, when the lights go up and the Q&A starts. The vast majority of the Q is fine (I can’t speak for the A, you’ll have to be the judge). What book am I reading now, when did I first want to become a writer, how do my children feel about the title of my last book. I like those Qs. I like especially the Qs that haven’t been asked before, the ones that give me a chance to depart from my practiced answers. I’m not as fond of the Q that begins with some version of, "I hated this book, but not as much as I loathed your last one," but I can handle that. (I find it usually helps to agree with the person and to suggest alternatives. Ian McEwan never disappoints.) The Q I loath and despise, the Q every single writer I know loathes and despises, is this one:

Where, the reader asks, do you get your ideas?

It’s a simple question, and my usual response is a kind of helpless, "I don’t know." But I do know. I’m just embarrassed to tell you. I get my ideas from you, or from your mother, or from someone else I run across to whom something bizarre or sad has happened, someone whose life is miserable, but in an interesting way. "Write What You Know," goes the old adage, but once you’ve written about what an unloved geek and freak you were in high school (and every writer I know claims to have been the most unhappy teenager who ever lived. Where were these people when I was sitting alone at the lunch table at George Washington Jr. High? I’d like to know. Couldn’t we have been sitting together?), once you’ve mined the exciting tale of your grandmother/grandfather’s immigration to America from Russia/Italy/China/Vietnam, once you’ve spent an entire novel complaining about how much it sucks to have to wake up in the middle of the night with the baby, then what?

I’ll tell you what. Other people’s misfortune. That’s where we get those ideas that inspire us (and, we hope, you). Most writers spend their lives standing a little apart from the crowd, watching and listening and hoping to catch that tiny hint of despair, that sliver of malice, that makes them think, Aha, here is the story.

My new novel, Red Hook Road, began many years ago as a short article in the newspaper. A bride and a groom (or was it the groom and the best man?) were killed on their way from the church to the reception, when a speeding car smashed into their limousine. The horror of that happening on that day, at that moment, when you are about to embark on a completely new life, where everything is possible and the future is all that is on your mind... that stuck with me for years. I’d think of it time and again, as anyone would.

A normal person thinks about that tragedy, and maybe gets sad all over again. A writer thinks of it and wonders, "Can I use this?"

Until one day, you can, and you do. --Ayelet Waldman

(Photo © Reenie Raschke)

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  • My Book of the Year
    From Amazon

    Every year I pick the one book that, for me, was the best. This year, without a doubt, it is Red Hook Road. Simply put: if you love great stories wonderfully written, read it. You will not regret it.

  • Well-written, enjoyable, sad without being depressing
    From Amazon

    Red Hook Road is a story about loss and how people cope with a dramatic loss. I found the characters and their behavior to be completely realistic and they were easy to relate to. Without experiencing a similar loss, none of us know how we would react. These characters reacted in ways that were completely understandable - trying to fill in the void, seeking comfort from those who would understand, and trying to move on. The story was a very quick read and really grasped how the characters were feeling without being overly depressing or morbid. Obviously not the most uplifting book, but definitely a great story about human nature and how we deal with traumatic events.

  • Having difficulty getting past the first Chapter.....
    From Amazon

    I'm really giving this book my best shot but am having difficulty fighting through to Chapter 2. Hoping it picks up quickly or it will be donated to the local library soon. If I should hang in there, someone reading my comments, let me know.

  • Now this is a good book!
    From Amazon

    I'll give nothing away regarding the premise of Ayelet's story nor the manner in which she follows that premise through to an enormously satisfying conclusion. Suffice it to say that if you're looking for a story peopled with characters with whom you'll want to spend time, "Red Hook Road" is that story. Told over four summers following a tragic occurrence, you, the reader, will be pulled into how deeply, but in so many different ways, these losses affect those most directly involved. You'll be pulled into changing relationships and be buoyed by the strength of character drawn on by two families to keep from being destroyed by their losses. Grief is a powerful thing; and it can destroy, but it can also allow those most touched by tragedy to, in time, grow into the people they are meant to be. Ayelet Waldman brings this area of Maine to such life; she never strikes a false note as she takes her characters through a journey that we, the reader(s) can only marvel at. If this is your first experience with this writer, as it was mine, you'll be inclined, I'm sure, to seek out writing she's done previously. But first allow the beauty of this latest piece of work to pull you into a story you will only find memorable.

  • Depressing!!!
    From Amazon

    I was excited to read this book; but after about 50 pages of reading it I stopped. It was hard to follow, one minute you are at a wedding the next moment back in time and you have to go back and reread it in order to figure out where you are. I enjoy a good family read, even when a tradegy such as this takes place; but I like a book to flow, not to make me follow an upsetting pathway. Spend your money on a better book!

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