Hestia strummed her guitar and sang in a high, rich voice that made Flora think of water coursing over rocks in the forest. BookPage is a recommendation guide for readers, highlighting the best new books across all genres as chosen by our editors. Mother/Land is restoring the world through the retelling of patterns passed woman to woman like songs to lips. By using the Web site, you confirm that you have read, understood, and agreed to be bound by the Terms and Conditions. The book is essentially a series of brilliantly vivid, often vicious vignettes of family life, some of which – most notably the reminiscences about Justus’s father donning blackface for a minstrel show – have appeared elsewhere in Theroux’s fiction and non-fiction and are reimagined here with new vigour.

While filling out this form is not a guarantee you will receive a review/exam copy, we are happy to consider your request. Mother Land is a pleasant story of self-discovery and friendship with plenty of twists and intrigue to keep the reader engaged. As the Americans are landing on the moon, Bozcaada and its people are still entrapped in wretched ignorance and poverty; 21st-century Turkey’s prosperity is not even yet a dream. Recent titles from Unsolicited Press are the moon won’t be dared, a poetry collection, October 2021, and a winter night, a novel, released in March 2021. If I could establish their veracity, I would sleep well tonight; but, in the profusion of dwellings, old and new, only a minaret stands out.

By the time the plot takes off in the novel's final quarter, when a friend of Rachel’s visiting Mumbai forces her to confront hard truths about her choices and Swati finds a love interest, it’s too late.

Still, Mother Land is a pleasant story of self-discovery and friendship with plenty of twists and intrigue to keep the reader engaged. This technique allows the author to illustrate the significant gap between Swati’s worldview and Rachel’s, though a reader who shares Swati’s Marwari heritage — and, to be clear, this reader does not — may not find all of Swati’s inner monologues entirely plausible. But the ex-pat American’s sense of adventure is sorely tested when her mother-in-law, Swati, suddenly arrives from Kolkata—a thousand miles away—alone, with an even more shocking announcement: she’s left her husband of more than forty years and moving in with them. Maybe her most damaging characteristic is her ability to foster division among her six children (the seventh, Angela, died in infancy and is therefore venerated), whose squabbles, estrangements and reconciliations are constantly being reconfigured in new patterns. We follow two different personal journeys, a native to the country of India and a foreigner who through different circumstances have been thrown together.It would be one thing maybe if the author stuck to her own perspective as a cultural outsider, but to take on the voice of an insider through Swati's character? I forgot how I came across this book (so glad I did now) - and thought the premise to be mildly interesting. All the same, there they are, the narrows that inspired the fabulist historian to such rapturous declamations; wine dark, indeed. Thank you Netgalley for giving me the opportunity to enrich my recent vacation with this delightful novel.

Hestia shouted an obscenity at the driver, an older man in a baseball cap, who sat impassively, not looking at her, just tending his idling truck until she was out of the way. One of the many things I wish I could change about myself is my inability to stop reading a book I don't like.From this childhood where one might wear a dress of fall grass, cut ankles on witchgrass, and peer into a refrigerator to delineate a hummingbird from a moth; in the land of mothers, grandmothers, and their later lineal offspring, we come to terms with crossroads and swallows, rivers and oceans, and they lead us back home from which we began—the Motherland. Please include what you were doing when this page came up and the Cloudflare Ray ID found at the bottom of this page. MOTHER LAND takes the unlikely friendship of a white American woman and her Indian mother-in-law and uses the relationship to explore the complexities of marriage, feminism, and loving people from backgrounds that don't at all match your own. Confronted with the fact that maybe her daughter was not entirely at peace with her appearance, she suddenly had to grapple not only with motherhood but also how to talk to her kid about race and identity.

At least Rachel had been in charge of her life within the walls of her comfortable apartment, but that disappears when Swati takes Rachel and Dhruv’s bedroom and hires a cook behind Rachel’s back. At this, Brenner beamed, his already-wide face stretched further across the thick bones of his skull. They examine how women carved out space within movements such as temperance and track the fluctuating fortunes of women's employment and domestic life from the Great War to the eve of the Second World War. The narration moves between Rachel and Swati's perspectives, giving readers a chance to grasp the cultural expectations of each and to sympathize with both of them.Is the author, publisher, editor and everyone else associated with this disgraceful book unaware that India was RIPPED APART during the British Raj?