I’m so happy to be settled into summer. My husband is canning, the garden is starting to produce, and a few eggs have made it in from the chicken coop. We have a hen who seems to be broody and struggling and she has me worried, and the rooster is being a total jerk, so she is in the pop up run that I bought to be able to keep the new batch of chicks outside safely during the day.
What to do about my son’s schooling in the fall is heavy on my mind. I’d love him to be able to go back, but I can work from home and even though NY is doing awesome, I think I want to keep him with me during the day until this has passed. Too many unknowns with this virus. Both my husband and I have been very sick other years from what he has brought home, and I’d rather skip the weeks of exhaustion. The emotional ups and downs of this has been enough, I don’t want to risk becoming physically ill.
I’m lucky to be able to even have the choice.
But on to books! Last summer I spent a glorious week where I got to spend hours a day in a huge public library, reading and listening to my bookriot list and I posted on all short stories for the month. This July I have chosen to focus on historical fiction, mostly YA. I don’t need the level of diversion that was the hallmark of my work life last summer, thank the universe, but I’m finding that it helps to increase my YA exposure.
So, when graduate school was winding down for me back in 2007 and I was doing more practical work than reading and writing, I decided it was time for me to become well read. In earnest.
I believe anyone that reads this blog with some regularity is aware somewhat of that goal, now thirteen years old. I got Anna Karenina and Vanity Fair in those big Barnes and Noble Classics re-issues, before I could binge on free stuff in the glorious new age of e readers and librivox. I liked them more than I had anticipated. A few summers prior I had done Sense and Sensibility and Jane Eyre, which I believe I noted that I almost gave up on before the wedding.
And I did quite a few. I was pleased that I had tackled the majority of classics on the Goodreads Classics list. But I’m finding I don’t have the bandwidth for them as much as I did when I started this venture, which is to say, classics are terribly depressing and the realities of women in those worlds were grim. A woman had zero independence without means, and so few had means. So often you read through something not a relatable anymore to find the woman dies in poverty or disgrace because she made some stupid mistakes or refused to conform but stuck to her principles. Either way she freezes to death alone in the world. It’s hard to get through a book and a character you grow to care about when that’s how it ends. I can’t say enough how grateful I am to have a professional career and independence.
But I love historical fiction set in these classic ages, and it’s because there is a good blend of the old world, which I still don’t really understand my attraction to, and the new ways women are allowed to live. And so this leads me to the current books in this post…
Gail Carriger’s Finishing School series
I started this series last summer when I was stressed beyond belief so I sunk myself into lighter books set in schools, which is a great setting for me because I loved school. So the setting makes me happy and somewhat reminiscent. But I read the other three since then and I’ll talk about them in a lump.
Sophronia Temminick is trying to finish at a school to create female spies in high society. The school is in a giant blimp, which is so deliciously and unapologetically steampunk, and in a very James Bond way, there are all kinds of gadgets to manage high adventure spy schemes and thwarting of plans. Sophronia is my favorite kind of heroine: brazen, often bites off more than she can chew and unable to resist getting into the action when something isn’t right. These books involve politics between vampires, werewolves, and non supernaturals and plots to control mechanicals, which are robot household servants, and who is gaining power.
Despite these embellishments, the female trappings are the same: women must find a patron or someone to support them as they just can’t be freelancers, because lord only knows what havoc any kind of independence would wreak, and they still have to be ornamental and pretend innocence and propriety. Women who are killers but don’t quite understand the mechanics of sex is a difficult mash up to manage, but I think Carriger does it well. She has other characters who embody more of the prized female virtues of the day and I think these characters help with making this unbelievable and unrealistic mashup more realistic and fun. I think the friends who want to be traditional ladies, or who already have patrons, or who are double agents, because many of the twists come in the surprise of double agents, help balance out the main character. But in the end with the werewolves and vampires this is meant to be fun. It reminds me of the Stoker and Holmes series by Colleen Gleason that I delightfully binged upon last summer.
There is a love triangle that resolves. Another depressing fact of the past is that no matter what a woman is like when she is young, unless she is rich, which Sophronia is not, she has to end up in some sort of obeisance/loss of independence if she is to fall in love, and Carriger includes the romance subplots without making the end entirely depressing. But I won’t say more, because that is the end of the fourth and final book in the series. It does end well and fun, which it should, being the tone of the whole series of danger, intrigue and adventure but with happy endings. It’s diverting but the research is well done and the tension between the society of the past and women learning to be agents is blended well without being too cringe-worthy. I find some things that are too anachronistic for historical fiction to be cringe-worthy. Like when a woman in a historical romance novel is sexually knowledgeable and not ashamed about loving sex. But the sex has to be appealing in those books, so I just think historical romance isn’t for me.
But listening to these got me through an interesting week of driving and some vacation time listening while working on some craft projects. (I have been doing awesome knitting down my projects since quarantine.) They are worth a read and I would read Carriger’s other mashups of powerful and independent women at different times in history.
I have a plan for some more historical fiction YA in two weeks, especially if that last audiobook in the series becomes available at from the library in time. Am I a library junkie if I have cards for my local library and the NYPL? Asking for a friend.
Also my son and I have made it to the final Harry Potter book. It will have gotten us through four months of quarantine!