Wednesday, 4 March 2015

Where we ate cake, drank copious amounts of tea, gossiped about work and didn’t actually talk about the book much at all.

Mrs Heming way 2
The third meeting of the Book Club was at my house. It wasn’t supposed to be but the girl who was hosting double booked herself so I stepped up. It was a valid excuse for me to get the cute china out.
The book was chosen from two at the last meeting. The other book you can read my review on in this post here.
Mrs Hemingway by Naomi Wood.
Paula McLain’s New York Times–bestselling novel piqued readers’ interest about Ernest Hemingway’s romantic life. But Hadley was only one of four women married, in turn, to the legendary writer. Just as T.C. Boyle’s bestseller The Women completed the picture begun by Nancy Horan’s Loving Frank, Naomi Wood’s Mrs. Hemingway tells the story of how it was to love, and be loved by, the most famous and dashing writer of his generation. Hadley, Pauline, Martha and Mary: each Mrs. Hemingway thought their love would last forever; each one was wrong.
Told in four parts and based on real love letters and telegrams, Mrs. Hemingway reveals the explosive love triangles that wrecked each of Hemingway's marriages. Spanning 1920s bohemian Paris through 1960s Cold War America, populated with members of the fabled "Lost Generation," Mrs. Hemingway is a riveting tale of passion, love, and heartbreak.
I was disappointed with this book. When I found it in the shop I was all excited to read something a bit different, I thought the era would be great, and the girl who served me at the till told me she really enjoyed it. I just didn’t. I feel like I should have enjoyed it, like it’s some great story about the women behind this man, but for me it could barely hold my interest. I’m not sure that if I hadn’t been reading it for book club I would have even got to the end. It took me forever to read it.
I didn’t like Hemingway, he’s weak, and quite frankly a pain in the butt. These were the only 2 things I learnt about him. I don’t get women who go for men like that.
I’ve never read anything by Hemingway, and after reading this I doubt that will change, literary genius or not.
Of the 4 members who came to the meeting I was the only one who actually read the book. I know. How can you have a book club and not have attempted to read the book? Fail. Not that I think it should be like school days, I want it to e pretty relaxed and informal, but honestly? I’ll be looking for more commitment next time!
On the plus side, the company was good, if not small, as 3 members couldn't make the meeting for various reasons, the cake was good and the tea endless, the next book chosen. (Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie) the date set and we all departed.

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