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March 6, 2010

Some thoughts on Imperfect Birds, a novel by Anne Lamott

This review was written for LibraryThing Early Reviewers.

I first discovered Anne Lamott on Salon.com. Her writing was always honest, poetic and inspiring. Blue Shoe is one of my favourite books. And, whenever I need to find my place in the world, I turn to my dog-eared copy of Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith.

I thought I’d feel the same way about Anne Lamott’s latest efforts: Imperfect Birds. Sadly, I didn’t. I didn’t find the relationship between Elizabeth and Rosie credible. Anne tells us in the very first chapter that Elizabeth is aware of the many evils in the world. Despite all the warning signs, she chooses to ignore them. And Rosie lies with impunity. I found myself becoming impatient with the tone and the pace of the novel.

(A big aside: Anne Lamott is a strong writer with a poet’s heart. There are some lovely, sparking sentences in the book, but they are few and far between - until we get to the last section of the novel.)

It takes two-thirds of the novel for the story to move its climax. By the time Rosie is sent into the wilderness, there are only about 75 pages left. And this is where the story gets interesting. This, I believe, is the heart of the story.

Because Anne tells the story of Elizabeth and Rosie from different vantage points, it’s difficult to get engaged. I wanted just one strong voice. One strong narrative that took me from beginning to end.

Anne has done a great deal of research on narcotics, teenage experimentation and rehab facilities. And at times I felt the story was overwhelmed by the weight of all these details.

Overall, I read this book out of loyalty. It’s heartbreaking to not be able to give my whole-hearted endorsement.

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January 15, 2010

It’s official - I have Olympic Fever

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December 17, 2009

First Report Card

Our chicken is in Junior Kindergarten and brought home her first report card. She didn’t tell us of course, we found it on the floor, just outside the main bathroom. It’s clear EM had other things on her mind.

It’s not so much a report card, as a report folder. Parents are asked to return the signed report cover to school.

The school’s motto is: do your best through truth and courage. And, for a quick moment, our heart’s raced as we opened the front cover. We stared at the report card and read the comments aloud. Dev raced to call his mom. I’m now online.

  • We learned that EM enjoys songs, stories and presentations.
  • She can accurately describe how her pupil works, can follow directions in French and is a risk-taker in Mandarin (!)
  • She is learning to sing in tune and keep a steady beat.

And on one occasion, informed her teacher Miss V: I can balance on one foot, and I am balanced because I eat all my vegetables. I am good at making the number four and want to get better at riding bikes.

Her favourite senses are smell and taste: I liked smelling and tasting because I liked making applesauce and tasting sweet things, but I don’t like tasting walls.

Our home may be filled with crayons, markers and sparkles; she’s attended art classes at the Victoria Art Gallery since she was 18 mos old. And we have had, on more than one occasion, a lengthy discussion about drawing on walls - but in class we learn that she rarely participates in craft sessions, responding with a polite “no thank you.”

The report card gives us a glimpse into our daughter’s world. This green folder, casually strewn on the floor, marks the beginning of her academic struggles and triumphs.

EM is now fast asleep. I am typing in the dark and reveling in the wonder of it all.

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