In the US Anna Quindlen has a higher profile
than here due not only her to novels, but to the newspaper columns that won her
a Pulitzer. She has carved out a niche as a purveyor of wise words for the
comfortable middle classes. For decades her finger has been on the pulse of
their lives. She wrote about the everyday realities of motherhood and
domesticity before those topics were deemed worthy of a serious writer’s
attention.
Her latest book, Lots Of Candles, Plenty Of Cake (Random House) is billed as a memoir
but actually is more a series of columns about becoming older.
At 60, Qindlen finds herself at that seesaw age
where the benefits of self-acceptance and financial security are balanced by
the knowledge she is heading towards being elderly.
She writes of the way time passes in a blaze of
busyness. The way multi-tasking young mothers live from laundry load to
homework assignment to dinner prep, just managing to make it through each day,
until the days have turned to months and years and the children have left home
and built their own independent lives. She writes of the burden of the stuff we
accumulate; of the challenges of an enduring marriage; of the virtues of
girlfriends; of the tyranny of personal appearance; all the while mixing
personal experience with observation.
It’s easy to sneer at Qundlen with her
privileged life, her house in the country and her place in New York, her
stellar writing career that pre-dates the upset of the Internet. But so much of
what she says is relatable and carefully thought out. If Caitlin Moran was the
shouty voice of modern feminism with her acclaimed polemic How To Be A Woman, then Quindlen is of the older, wiser generation
that witnessed its beginnings. Her voice might be calmer, her opinions more
measured, but her insights are no less valuable. Quite simply she writes good
sense and writes it well. That’s why for so many years her words have resonated
with women. And why this book, a reprisal in a way, will mean so much to so
many too.
Lots
Of Candles, Plenty of Cake is a slim volume of small
wisdoms. It’s a reflective piece of writing, about where her generation has
come from and where they find themselves today, with failing vision, falling
hormone levels and knees that make “this noise like Rice Krispies” when they
exercise.
Quindlen may trot out statistics to prove we
grow more contented as we age but she knows better than most how mortality
beckons. Her own mother died of ovarian cancer when Qindlen was only 19 and
that loss has underpinned much of her writing.
This book is filled with love; for her husband,
her children and friends but most of all for life itself which, as Quindlen has
discovered, becomes more precious not less.
“I want to see what happens next,” she writes.
“I want to see the future and be a little bit of a crank about the past, to
tell my grandchildren stories about black and white television and cars without
seatbelts…bore them with my memories, or what’s left of them.”
About the reviewer.
Nicky Pellegrino, an Auckland-based author of popular fiction, is also the Books Editor of the Herald on Sunday where the above review was first published on Sunday 9 June 2013.
Her latest novel When In Rome is set in 1950's Italy and was published in September 2012. Her next novel, The Food Of Love Cooking School, will be publishedin September this year
Nicky Pellegrino, an Auckland-based author of popular fiction, is also the Books Editor of the Herald on Sunday where the above review was first published on Sunday 9 June 2013.
Her latest novel When In Rome is set in 1950's Italy and was published in September 2012. Her next novel, The Food Of Love Cooking School, will be publishedin September this year
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