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March
Winner of the 2006 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction.
From the author of the acclaimed Year of Wonders, a historical novel and love story set during a time of catastrophe, on the front lines of the American Civil War. Acclaimed author Geraldine Brooks gives us the story of the absent father from Louisa May Alcott's Little Women鈥攁nd conjures a world of brutality, stubborn courage and transcendent love. An idealistic abolitionist, March has gone as chaplain to serve the Union cause. But the war tests his faith not only in the Union鈥攚hich is also capable of barbarism and racism鈥攂ut in himself. As he recovers from a near-fatal illness, March must reassemble and reconnect with his family, who have no idea of what he has endured. A love story set in a time of catastrophe, March explores the passions between a man and a woman, the tenderness of parent and child, and the life-changing power of an ardently held belief.
From the author of the acclaimed Year of Wonders, a historical novel and love story set during a time of catastrophe, on the front lines of the American Civil War. Acclaimed author Geraldine Brooks gives us the story of the absent father from Louisa May Alcott's Little Women鈥攁nd conjures a world of brutality, stubborn courage and transcendent love. An idealistic abolitionist, March has gone as chaplain to serve the Union cause. But the war tests his faith not only in the Union鈥攚hich is also capable of barbarism and racism鈥攂ut in himself. As he recovers from a near-fatal illness, March must reassemble and reconnect with his family, who have no idea of what he has endured. A love story set in a time of catastrophe, March explores the passions between a man and a woman, the tenderness of parent and child, and the life-changing power of an ardently held belief.
280 pages, Paperback
First published March 3, 2005
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Geraldine Brooks
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Australian-born Geraldine Brooks is an author and journalist who grew up in the Western suburbs of Sydney, and attended Bethlehem College Ashfield and the University of Sydney. She worked as a reporter for The Sydney Morning Herald for three years as a feature writer with a special interest in environmental issues.
In 1982 she won the Greg Shackleton Australian News Correspondents scholarship to the journalism master鈥檚 program at Columbia University in New York City. Later she worked for The Wall Street Journal, where she covered crises in the the Middle East, Africa, and the Balkans.
She was awarded the Pulitzer Prize in fiction in 2006 for her novel March. Her first novel, Year of Wonders, is an international bestseller, and People of the Book is a New York Times bestseller translated into 20 languages. She is also the author of the nonfiction works Nine Parts of Desire and Foreign Correspondence.
Brooks married author Tony Horwitz in Tourette-sur-Loup, France, in 1984. They had two sons鈥� Nathaniel and Bizuayehu鈥揳nd two dogs. They used to divide their time between their homes in Martha鈥檚 Vineyard, Massachusetts, and Sydney, Australia.
Australian-born Geraldine Brooks is an author and journalist who grew up in the Western suburbs of Sydney, and attended Bethlehem College Ashfield and the University of Sydney. She worked as a reporter for The Sydney Morning Herald for three years as a feature writer with a special interest in environmental issues.
In 1982 she won the Greg Shackleton Australian News Correspondents scholarship to the journalism master鈥檚 program at Columbia University in New York City. Later she worked for The Wall Street Journal, where she covered crises in the the Middle East, Africa, and the Balkans.
She was awarded the Pulitzer Prize in fiction in 2006 for her novel March. Her first novel, Year of Wonders, is an international bestseller, and People of the Book is a New York Times bestseller translated into 20 languages. She is also the author of the nonfiction works Nine Parts of Desire and Foreign Correspondence.
Brooks married author Tony Horwitz in Tourette-sur-Loup, France, in 1984. They had two sons鈥� Nathaniel and Bizuayehu鈥揳nd two dogs. They used to divide their time between their homes in Martha鈥檚 Vineyard, Massachusetts, and Sydney, Australia.
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March 22, 2019
March took me by my idealistic hands and thrust me completely into the Civil War where I experienced it in ways I had not before. It was easy for me to become invested in this story because it is based on the mysterious Mr. March from Little Women; the husband of Marmee, and the father of Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy.
With this book Geraldine Brooks wrote an important story. In her Afterword, she describes how the characters in Little Women were based on Louisa May Alcott鈥檚 own family. In her initial research, Ms Brooks discovered that the absent Mr. March could very likely have been modelled after Louisa May Alcott鈥檚 own father, Bronson Alcott. Like Mr. March in this novel, Mr. Alcott also counted Ralph Waldo Emerson and Henry David Thoreau among his closest personal friends. Mr. Alcott kept journals throughout his life 鈥� an astonishing 61 journals 鈥� and his letters can be found in 37 volumes in the Harvard College Library.
There are many other parallels 鈥� and paths of divergence 鈥� between the fictional Mr. March and the real-life Mr. Alcott. To be fair, I will leave the balance of these for readers to discover for themselves when they read Ms Brooks鈥� Afterword. Suffice it to say that there are many similarities in ideals, values, and character, and there are also some parallels between their lives and occupations.
This novel is written in the first person, as recorded by Mr. March. Late in the novel, it switches the first person narrative to Marmee 鈥� a bonus for this reader and a wise choice due to the time it covered. We have an open door to Marmee鈥檚 heart and her own perceptions of the reality they find themselves living. When the story switches back to Mr. March, he is hesitantly facing his homeward journey 鈥� home to Concord, to Marmee, and to his little women.
This account of the battles and gruesome circumstances Mr. March becomes part of is offset by recollections from his early life, with one incident in particular a life-changing experience in many ways. This is when, as an 18 year-old trying to make a living 鈥榙own South鈥� as a peddler, he comes across a family and a place that becomes his ideal and one he wishes to emulate himself. He also meets Grace, a young black woman who cares for the ill mistress of the family, and whose intelligence and wisdom are already in full nascent growth 鈥� as rapid as nature herself grows produce in that climate. With that meeting, young Mr. March鈥檚 idealism and moral standards take root.
It is also those qualities within Mr. March that cause him and his family much hardship later on. It is also those qualities that ensure the events Mr. March encounters in the war, including a chance return to the now-devastated plantation he had visited more than twenty years before, find him a prime candidate for what we now know of as post-traumatic stress disorder.
Far more than a continuation of a lovely novel for girls and young women, March is an in-depth study of war, of peaceful times, of the intellect versus the heart, of idealism versus pragmatism, of actions and their consequences, and of communication and communion between people, especially perhaps husbands and wives. Beautifully written, with a pace that is perfect, I am so glad that I finally had the chance to read this book and I can鈥檛 help but recommend it to everyone who wishes to see deeper into the human heart within the framework of characters we already know and love.
With this book Geraldine Brooks wrote an important story. In her Afterword, she describes how the characters in Little Women were based on Louisa May Alcott鈥檚 own family. In her initial research, Ms Brooks discovered that the absent Mr. March could very likely have been modelled after Louisa May Alcott鈥檚 own father, Bronson Alcott. Like Mr. March in this novel, Mr. Alcott also counted Ralph Waldo Emerson and Henry David Thoreau among his closest personal friends. Mr. Alcott kept journals throughout his life 鈥� an astonishing 61 journals 鈥� and his letters can be found in 37 volumes in the Harvard College Library.
There are many other parallels 鈥� and paths of divergence 鈥� between the fictional Mr. March and the real-life Mr. Alcott. To be fair, I will leave the balance of these for readers to discover for themselves when they read Ms Brooks鈥� Afterword. Suffice it to say that there are many similarities in ideals, values, and character, and there are also some parallels between their lives and occupations.
This novel is written in the first person, as recorded by Mr. March. Late in the novel, it switches the first person narrative to Marmee 鈥� a bonus for this reader and a wise choice due to the time it covered. We have an open door to Marmee鈥檚 heart and her own perceptions of the reality they find themselves living. When the story switches back to Mr. March, he is hesitantly facing his homeward journey 鈥� home to Concord, to Marmee, and to his little women.
This account of the battles and gruesome circumstances Mr. March becomes part of is offset by recollections from his early life, with one incident in particular a life-changing experience in many ways. This is when, as an 18 year-old trying to make a living 鈥榙own South鈥� as a peddler, he comes across a family and a place that becomes his ideal and one he wishes to emulate himself. He also meets Grace, a young black woman who cares for the ill mistress of the family, and whose intelligence and wisdom are already in full nascent growth 鈥� as rapid as nature herself grows produce in that climate. With that meeting, young Mr. March鈥檚 idealism and moral standards take root.
It is also those qualities within Mr. March that cause him and his family much hardship later on. It is also those qualities that ensure the events Mr. March encounters in the war, including a chance return to the now-devastated plantation he had visited more than twenty years before, find him a prime candidate for what we now know of as post-traumatic stress disorder.
Far more than a continuation of a lovely novel for girls and young women, March is an in-depth study of war, of peaceful times, of the intellect versus the heart, of idealism versus pragmatism, of actions and their consequences, and of communication and communion between people, especially perhaps husbands and wives. Beautifully written, with a pace that is perfect, I am so glad that I finally had the chance to read this book and I can鈥檛 help but recommend it to everyone who wishes to see deeper into the human heart within the framework of characters we already know and love.
December 5, 2008
I wanted desperately to like this book! And I sort of did! "Little Women" is one of my wife's favs, and I'm a sucker for Civil War novels (all five billion of 'em). But this book, though elegantly written, struck me as too schmaltzy and too overly preachy to enjoy. It was also a wee bit predictable as a Civ War novel. Brooks made sure to hit the Twelve Points of the True CW Novel: (1) interracial romance, (2) old urbane southern woman with power, (3) the meat and stench of the field hospital, (4) inverted moral systems, (5) corrupt or failed preachers, (6) the moral clarity of the narrator compared to those other dirty racists with bad teeth, (7) "powder and ball", (8) a well-stocked plantation library, (9) gorgeous, educated slave women who turn out to be of mixed blood, (10) the senseless suffering of women and children at the home front, (11) hot liberal indignation somewhere in New England, and (12) southern families torn apart by Visigothic Union soldiers who smash grand pianos.
Did I miss anything? Well neither did Brooks. Nevertheless, "March" is a wonderful idea, and as an exciting alter-universe for "Little Women," it probably has no peer.
Did I miss anything? Well neither did Brooks. Nevertheless, "March" is a wonderful idea, and as an exciting alter-universe for "Little Women," it probably has no peer.
September 5, 2007
It's not that I don't like any historical fiction, I just think that it's a really hard thing to do right, without simplifying everything. Nah, I really just hate historical fiction. And I think that March is a perfect example of historical fiction gone wrong.
1. I hate it in historical fiction when... the author seems to cling to one or two details in history and repeat them over and over again. In this book, the author seems intent on measuring everything in rods, no matter how short or long the distance, no matter how unimportant it is to the rest of the story - "the field was six rods away," "he was one rod tall," "I love rods." She does the same thing with the word score - three score, four score, five score... there are never ten or fifty or ninety of anything. Perhaps there was never ten, fifty, or ninety of anything in the 1860s? I suppose I'm not a historian...
2. I hate it in historical fiction when... huge events, such as the Civil War, are simplified down to the most basic historical and moral levels. Sure, I understand that an entire war is too complex to fully cover in a three hundred page novel, but you can still do better than, "War is bad! But slavery is also bad! So is a war to get rid of slavery good?"
3. I hate it in historical fiction when... the main character seems to be best friends with every famous person of the time period. In this book, the main character hangs with Waldo Emerson, Henry Thoreau (notice she drops the "Ralph" and "David" parts because, you know, they're like close friends), Nathaniel Hawthorne, and John Brown. As if, because I live in the 2000s, I am best buds with Dick Cheney, Britney Spears, and Bill Gates. Hi, Brit! Luv Ya!!!
1. I hate it in historical fiction when... the author seems to cling to one or two details in history and repeat them over and over again. In this book, the author seems intent on measuring everything in rods, no matter how short or long the distance, no matter how unimportant it is to the rest of the story - "the field was six rods away," "he was one rod tall," "I love rods." She does the same thing with the word score - three score, four score, five score... there are never ten or fifty or ninety of anything. Perhaps there was never ten, fifty, or ninety of anything in the 1860s? I suppose I'm not a historian...
2. I hate it in historical fiction when... huge events, such as the Civil War, are simplified down to the most basic historical and moral levels. Sure, I understand that an entire war is too complex to fully cover in a three hundred page novel, but you can still do better than, "War is bad! But slavery is also bad! So is a war to get rid of slavery good?"
3. I hate it in historical fiction when... the main character seems to be best friends with every famous person of the time period. In this book, the main character hangs with Waldo Emerson, Henry Thoreau (notice she drops the "Ralph" and "David" parts because, you know, they're like close friends), Nathaniel Hawthorne, and John Brown. As if, because I live in the 2000s, I am best buds with Dick Cheney, Britney Spears, and Bill Gates. Hi, Brit! Luv Ya!!!
February 9, 2017
Mr. March, father to Luisa May Alcott's Little Women, is brought to life in this poignant novel by Geraldine Brooks. When he departs to fight in the Civil War, Mr. March is unprepared for the great cruelties he will bear witness to. His moral certainties are called into question by the atrocities of war; his greatest struggle becomes a search for balance between staying true to his principals and doing what's necessary to triumph in battle so that he may one day return to his beloved wife and daughters.
Many chapters begin with Mr. March penning a letter to his wife. These introductions provide insight to his character and highlight a soldier's struggle in deciding what to write home, weighing the consequences of being truthful against a need to protect loved ones from the horrors of war:
And every day, as I turn to what should be the happy obligation of opening my mind to my wife, I grope in vain for words with which to convey to her even a part of what I have witnessed, what I have felt. As for what I have done, and the consequences of my actions, these I do not even attempt to convey.
Mr. March's letters often segue into the past, allowing for backstory that further enriches his character and depicts the savage treatment of slaves in the antebellum South:
From a burlap sack the man drew out a braided leather whip almost as tall as he was. Then, moving to a spot about six feet from where [she] lay, he made a swift, running skip, raising the lash and bringing it down with a crack. The stroke peeled away a narrow strip of skin, which lifted on the whip, dangled for a moment, and then fell to the leaf-littered floor. A bright band of blood sprang up in its place. Her whole body quivered.
After spending considerable time with Mr. March, the reader is rewarded with a few chapters written from the perspective of Mrs. March, breathing new life into a classic character. These chapters offer the same insightful gems from Marmee (Mrs. March) that readers gleaned from her character when reading Little Women:
I am not alone in this. I only let him do to me what men have ever done to women: march off to empty glory and hollow acclaim and leave us behind to pick up the pieces. The broken cities, the burned barns, the innocent injured beasts, the ruined bodies of the boys we bore and the men we lay with.
More fascinating still is the author's approach to creating Mr. March's character. Following in the footsteps of Louisa May Alcott - who modeled Little Women after herself and her sisters - Geraldine Brooks turned to the letters and journals of Alcott's father, Bronson Alcott. With use of Bronson's letters, the author infused her book with truth and generated a man who was a vegetarian and an abolitionist - both radical ideals in the nineteenth century.
March transports readers to 1861 with sumptuous prose and noteworthy characters, enriching a classic tale with new perspectives from old, treasured characters.
Many chapters begin with Mr. March penning a letter to his wife. These introductions provide insight to his character and highlight a soldier's struggle in deciding what to write home, weighing the consequences of being truthful against a need to protect loved ones from the horrors of war:
And every day, as I turn to what should be the happy obligation of opening my mind to my wife, I grope in vain for words with which to convey to her even a part of what I have witnessed, what I have felt. As for what I have done, and the consequences of my actions, these I do not even attempt to convey.
Mr. March's letters often segue into the past, allowing for backstory that further enriches his character and depicts the savage treatment of slaves in the antebellum South:
From a burlap sack the man drew out a braided leather whip almost as tall as he was. Then, moving to a spot about six feet from where [she] lay, he made a swift, running skip, raising the lash and bringing it down with a crack. The stroke peeled away a narrow strip of skin, which lifted on the whip, dangled for a moment, and then fell to the leaf-littered floor. A bright band of blood sprang up in its place. Her whole body quivered.
After spending considerable time with Mr. March, the reader is rewarded with a few chapters written from the perspective of Mrs. March, breathing new life into a classic character. These chapters offer the same insightful gems from Marmee (Mrs. March) that readers gleaned from her character when reading Little Women:
I am not alone in this. I only let him do to me what men have ever done to women: march off to empty glory and hollow acclaim and leave us behind to pick up the pieces. The broken cities, the burned barns, the innocent injured beasts, the ruined bodies of the boys we bore and the men we lay with.
More fascinating still is the author's approach to creating Mr. March's character. Following in the footsteps of Louisa May Alcott - who modeled Little Women after herself and her sisters - Geraldine Brooks turned to the letters and journals of Alcott's father, Bronson Alcott. With use of Bronson's letters, the author infused her book with truth and generated a man who was a vegetarian and an abolitionist - both radical ideals in the nineteenth century.
March transports readers to 1861 with sumptuous prose and noteworthy characters, enriching a classic tale with new perspectives from old, treasured characters.
May 2, 2008
Ok, to be honest - I couldn't finish it! I've completely lost faith in the Pulitzer Prize for fiction. It's becoming like a Grammy award for pop music (see Mariah Carey and Celine Dion). This book is pretentious and short-sighted from page one. Come on, a vegetarian, Unitarian, abolitionist, transcendentalist, book-lover from the North is just one HUGE cliche that, frankly, probably did not exist during the Civil War. I know that Louisa May Alcott's parents (as that is the subject of this book) were revolutionary for their time (in fact, Bronson Alcott was indeed a vegetarian and attempted a community based farm named "Utopia-something-or-other"), but they weren't a tired-out, modern day example of tolerance.
To reinforce my point, here is a quote from the book: "You must know that we in the South suffer from a certain malnourishment of the mind: we value the art of conversation over literary pursuits, so that when we gather together it is all for gallantries and pleasure parties . . . I envy your bustling Northern cities, where men of genius are thrown together thick as bees, and the honey of intellectual accomplishment is produced."
UUUUgggh. One more person, stereotyping the South. Just what we need in this modern day.
To reinforce my point, here is a quote from the book: "You must know that we in the South suffer from a certain malnourishment of the mind: we value the art of conversation over literary pursuits, so that when we gather together it is all for gallantries and pleasure parties . . . I envy your bustling Northern cities, where men of genius are thrown together thick as bees, and the honey of intellectual accomplishment is produced."
UUUUgggh. One more person, stereotyping the South. Just what we need in this modern day.
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February 19, 2024Bear with me. I have a lot of thoughts.
I've thought about reading this book off and on for years, since it a) won the Pulitzer, and b) is about Mr. March, the mostly absent father in LITTLE WOMEN, one of my favorite books. Two good recommendations, right? But I've never really been all that curious about Mr. March, and I heard some mixed reviews from friends, so I put it aside. Enter my new book club, and this is the first book we're reading. And so I'm working really hard on finding some ways to talk about the book tonight at our first meeting, without offending anyone or hurting the feelings of the woman who chose it. For all I know, it's her all-time favorite book.
So, anyway! I will share my thoughts here, with you all. And they are, as follows:
What, what, WHAT was Geraldine Brooks thinking?
Okay, okay, I will try to get my thoughts in order. There may be spoilers, just you know, consider yourself warned. Basically, this is not a sequel or prequel to LITTLE WOMEN, it is mostly a book about the Civil War. Fine. Good. But historical fiction, at least that which covers topics that have been covered a lot before, needs a hook. Why read this book, and not some other book about that era, right? So the hook here is the connection to LITTLE WOMEN, which is . . . well, crap. Not just because I have never, NEVER wanted to know about the sex lives of Jo and Meg's parents (MINE EYES HATH BEEN SOILED), but because it also contradicts their characters in the book. You thought that Mr. March, (based on Alcott's own father, a genius, scholar, and philosopher), went to war with the full approval of his family, where he brought strength and comfort to those around him? Nope. He was so blunderingly naive that he was a danger to himself and others the entire time. I lost count of the people who died because he was an idiot. And as for Marmee, that calm wise presence . . . just a bitter, foul-mouthed shrew, really. She reins it in here and there, under the loving direction of her husband, but mostly she is verbally and occasionally physically abusive. Oh. Right. I must have missed that in the original. Such additions, to make the characters more rounded, would have been forgivable if there had been any hints at all of such things in Alcott's books, and if they hadn't made both Mr. March and Marmee seem so completely unlikeable. Not just flawed, human characters, but outright unlikeable. March seems like a fool, and a martyr, trying to get himself killed to make up for his many, awful mistakes. Marmee is such a harridan that I cannot fathom anyone sympathizing with her, let alone loving her. Ever. In one of the first scenes with Marmee it's revealed that she is a conductor on the Underground Railroad. Neat, right? But we find this out because she berates everyone at a dinner party who isn't helping slaves escape. Um, doesn't that actually make her a liability to them? If everyone in Concord knows she's hiding people in her cellar, and they don't approve, aren't they worried that someone will tell the slave-catchers? I't's just bizarre. Had they not been characters I "knew" from another book, this would have been hard enough to read, since reading unlikeable POV characters is not my favorite thing, but since March and Marmee are beloved figures from my childhood, it started to make me think that Brooks had some vindictive reason for doing this. She seemed determined, especially with the final scene, to take a beloved childhood memory for many readers, and just, well, piss all over it.
The final scene! Seriously. Without going into too much spoilage, she essentially recreates an iconic scene from LITTLE WOMEN, only now we (supposedly) know what was "really going on," which makes the scene absolutely horrible. Like, unbearably bitter and without hope of redemption.
What makes this even worse (as if that were possible) is that not only is the prose quite lovely, but Brooks passes over a great hook, a perfect idea for a Civil War era novel, that didn't have to involve the destruction of someone else's characters. The best section of the book involves March spending time on a leased plantation, something that I had no idea was a "thing." As the war progressed, plantations that had been occupied by the north were leased to northerners, and the liberated slaves were paid to stay on and work the cotton for the Union Army. This produced rather mixed results, of course, and with the Secession army sabotaging them along the way. Now that, right there, would have made an infinitely better book! What a waste!
I've thought about reading this book off and on for years, since it a) won the Pulitzer, and b) is about Mr. March, the mostly absent father in LITTLE WOMEN, one of my favorite books. Two good recommendations, right? But I've never really been all that curious about Mr. March, and I heard some mixed reviews from friends, so I put it aside. Enter my new book club, and this is the first book we're reading. And so I'm working really hard on finding some ways to talk about the book tonight at our first meeting, without offending anyone or hurting the feelings of the woman who chose it. For all I know, it's her all-time favorite book.
So, anyway! I will share my thoughts here, with you all. And they are, as follows:
What, what, WHAT was Geraldine Brooks thinking?
Okay, okay, I will try to get my thoughts in order. There may be spoilers, just you know, consider yourself warned. Basically, this is not a sequel or prequel to LITTLE WOMEN, it is mostly a book about the Civil War. Fine. Good. But historical fiction, at least that which covers topics that have been covered a lot before, needs a hook. Why read this book, and not some other book about that era, right? So the hook here is the connection to LITTLE WOMEN, which is . . . well, crap. Not just because I have never, NEVER wanted to know about the sex lives of Jo and Meg's parents (MINE EYES HATH BEEN SOILED), but because it also contradicts their characters in the book. You thought that Mr. March, (based on Alcott's own father, a genius, scholar, and philosopher), went to war with the full approval of his family, where he brought strength and comfort to those around him? Nope. He was so blunderingly naive that he was a danger to himself and others the entire time. I lost count of the people who died because he was an idiot. And as for Marmee, that calm wise presence . . . just a bitter, foul-mouthed shrew, really. She reins it in here and there, under the loving direction of her husband, but mostly she is verbally and occasionally physically abusive. Oh. Right. I must have missed that in the original. Such additions, to make the characters more rounded, would have been forgivable if there had been any hints at all of such things in Alcott's books, and if they hadn't made both Mr. March and Marmee seem so completely unlikeable. Not just flawed, human characters, but outright unlikeable. March seems like a fool, and a martyr, trying to get himself killed to make up for his many, awful mistakes. Marmee is such a harridan that I cannot fathom anyone sympathizing with her, let alone loving her. Ever. In one of the first scenes with Marmee it's revealed that she is a conductor on the Underground Railroad. Neat, right? But we find this out because she berates everyone at a dinner party who isn't helping slaves escape. Um, doesn't that actually make her a liability to them? If everyone in Concord knows she's hiding people in her cellar, and they don't approve, aren't they worried that someone will tell the slave-catchers? I't's just bizarre. Had they not been characters I "knew" from another book, this would have been hard enough to read, since reading unlikeable POV characters is not my favorite thing, but since March and Marmee are beloved figures from my childhood, it started to make me think that Brooks had some vindictive reason for doing this. She seemed determined, especially with the final scene, to take a beloved childhood memory for many readers, and just, well, piss all over it.
The final scene! Seriously. Without going into too much spoilage, she essentially recreates an iconic scene from LITTLE WOMEN, only now we (supposedly) know what was "really going on," which makes the scene absolutely horrible. Like, unbearably bitter and without hope of redemption.
What makes this even worse (as if that were possible) is that not only is the prose quite lovely, but Brooks passes over a great hook, a perfect idea for a Civil War era novel, that didn't have to involve the destruction of someone else's characters. The best section of the book involves March spending time on a leased plantation, something that I had no idea was a "thing." As the war progressed, plantations that had been occupied by the north were leased to northerners, and the liberated slaves were paid to stay on and work the cotton for the Union Army. This produced rather mixed results, of course, and with the Secession army sabotaging them along the way. Now that, right there, would have made an infinitely better book! What a waste!
April 15, 2017
This was a fabulous read. I found it more moving and better written than The Known World which treats a similar subject. March and his quixotic battle against slavery and madness during the Civil War is compelling and beautiful. Geraldine Brook's writing is astounding and kept me turning pages because I had to know what was going to happen. Although the characters were inspired by Little Women by Louisa May Alcott, the story Brooks tells is gruesome and heartbreaking. It is not dissimilar to Dream of the Celt by Mario Vargas Llosa is its unqualified condemnation of the institution of slavery and the horrors that man is capable of inflicting on fellow humans in the delusion of feelings of superiority in terms of race - and this on both sides of the Mason-Dixon Line (see Pychon's magnificent Mason&Dixon for how the line was drawn initially).
I can only applaud teary-eyed the Pulitzer that Brooks won after writing this stunning and thought-provoking novel and want to read more from this incredibly talented writer.
I can only applaud teary-eyed the Pulitzer that Brooks won after writing this stunning and thought-provoking novel and want to read more from this incredibly talented writer.
April 28, 2025
2013 review! I can鈥檛 believe people are reading this!
I HATE this book. Words to describe it: Cliched, boring, drudgery, trite, maudlin, syrupy, and just plain BAD, BAD, BAD.
I had been struggling to read this book for the last 3 months. It's a Pulitzer Prize winner, right? Critics liked it, right? People who love the novel "Little Women" and the movies to that book as well, should love this novel, right?
Think again.
It's pretty boring. I can't say anything more than that, except it is boring and not sustaining.
I'm a glutton for punishment. A masochist when it comes to reading books, and I'll even finish bad ones like Arthur Phillips' "The Song is You" which bored me to tears as well. The good reader in me wants to be the good reader who finishes everything they starts, then form an opinion after. Well, my opinion was formed well before I got into the first third.
So tonight, I actually left the book on my front porch. I went inside, and an hour later, came back outside only to see it soaking wet. We had a downpour. The rain completely destroyed the book. Oh well. Must have been a sign from heavens above to stop reading this piece of boredom and utter nonsense. I couldn't take it.
Mr. March cheating on Marmee? Marmee a spitfire? Sheesh. Poor Louisa May Alcott- she must be rolling in her grave that Mr. March actually cheated on her beloved Marmee....but that's fan fiction for you. I am definitely not a fan.
I HATE this book. Words to describe it: Cliched, boring, drudgery, trite, maudlin, syrupy, and just plain BAD, BAD, BAD.
I had been struggling to read this book for the last 3 months. It's a Pulitzer Prize winner, right? Critics liked it, right? People who love the novel "Little Women" and the movies to that book as well, should love this novel, right?
Think again.
It's pretty boring. I can't say anything more than that, except it is boring and not sustaining.
I'm a glutton for punishment. A masochist when it comes to reading books, and I'll even finish bad ones like Arthur Phillips' "The Song is You" which bored me to tears as well. The good reader in me wants to be the good reader who finishes everything they starts, then form an opinion after. Well, my opinion was formed well before I got into the first third.
So tonight, I actually left the book on my front porch. I went inside, and an hour later, came back outside only to see it soaking wet. We had a downpour. The rain completely destroyed the book. Oh well. Must have been a sign from heavens above to stop reading this piece of boredom and utter nonsense. I couldn't take it.
Mr. March cheating on Marmee? Marmee a spitfire? Sheesh. Poor Louisa May Alcott- she must be rolling in her grave that Mr. March actually cheated on her beloved Marmee....but that's fan fiction for you. I am definitely not a fan.
January 15, 2016
Winner of the Pulitzer Prize for fiction in 2006. It's a remarkable work of fiction deserving of all the acclaim it receives. Many reviewers and readers like to talk of it's connection with Alcott's Little Women, and while there is a connection, it doesn't define what this novel is about at all. This book stands proudly on it's own merit without any help from it's famous connection. Other than the name and a few references to the little women at home, it has virtually no resemblance to Alcott's work, although Mrs. March is included throughout.
This story is about Mr. March, the husband and father of the famous family, and his pursuit of self perfection that leads him to join the Union army as a chaplain and help contribute to the cause of freeing the slaves. This was a cause dear to the March family as they had used their home as a stopover on the underground railroad. Mr. March's experiences during his year of service change his views from a glorified cause to the harsh reality that one person, do what they may, can never do enough to stop the tragic and inhumane treatment of an entire race of people. The events of the year and his personal failings along the way leave him broken and ashamed with little hope of recovery.
I would recommend this book to anyone, it truly is a modern classic.
This story is about Mr. March, the husband and father of the famous family, and his pursuit of self perfection that leads him to join the Union army as a chaplain and help contribute to the cause of freeing the slaves. This was a cause dear to the March family as they had used their home as a stopover on the underground railroad. Mr. March's experiences during his year of service change his views from a glorified cause to the harsh reality that one person, do what they may, can never do enough to stop the tragic and inhumane treatment of an entire race of people. The events of the year and his personal failings along the way leave him broken and ashamed with little hope of recovery.
I would recommend this book to anyone, it truly is a modern classic.
July 2, 2015
MARCH is the story of a once wealthy man with strong abolitionist convictions who leaves his wife and children behind to minister to union troops hoping to free and educate slaves.
Set during the Civil War, MARCH is filled with slavery's abominable cruelties that test a man's faith in humanity and unmask shortcomings that haunt him during a life threatening illness.
As the father in Alcott's Little Women this 2006 Pultizer Prize winner depicts Mr. March's tumultuous life during wartime with only bits of connection to his family, but is a great read nonetheless.
September 17, 2019
Why have I given by four stars?
First of all, the author does an excellent job of drawing the Civil War and the mood of the country at this time. Brooks writes of the abolitionist movement, the Underground Railroad, the conflicting views of the Northerners and the Southerners, John Brown鈥檚 raid on Harper鈥檚 Ferry, the transcendentalists, the place of women in society and overall, both the time鈥檚 new societal trends and the sure and staid views of the past that still held sway. There are many details, and they are backed by thorough research. While interesting, the historical details are pretty much common knowledge and they do not necessarily draw a reader into the story. Nevertheless, the quantity of details is impressive, and they give the reader a good feel for the time period. They are a good backdrop for the story.
Geraldine Brooks鈥� intention was to take 鈥檚 and fill in what was happening to Marmee鈥檚 husband who had gone off to the war as a chaplain. While Alcott鈥檚 book focuses on Marmee and her four girls, we see here what was going on in her husband鈥檚 life. Letters were exchanged, but did his letters truly express what he was going through down South? In this book we get to find out. Brooks works within the framework of the events of Alcott鈥檚 book. The daughters鈥� personality types are not changed, nor the plot.
Marmee is not drawn as I had imagined her to be. To my surprise this was brought up in the book鈥檚 epilogue. Brooks was given Little Women to read by her mother but told that the goody-goody mother character should be taken with a pinch of salt! This explains to me why in Brooks鈥� book Marmee is not quite the angel drawn in Alcott鈥檚. She is more opinionated, a more modern character than the Marmee in Alcott鈥檚 book. Yet I like this. We are allowed to get into her head; we have the opportunity to consider her thoughts and emotions. This gives a reader something to think about. I admire Brooks ability to weave the same story with the events unchanged, while at the same time adding another dimension. Alcott鈥檚 book looks at the daughters鈥� lives, and there is a lot of emphasis on whom they will each marry, which I found rather boring. Here the focus is instead on the brutality of the war, how the war has altered husband and wife and subsequently their relationship.
You know nowadays we often talk about how taking part in a war changes one forever. I very much like that Brooks points out how lack of courage and being ashamed of one鈥檚 own behavior, not only survival guilt and what one has seen, scar those taking part in a war. A soldier may demand too much of himself. How does one set the borders for what is reasonable?
The story improves the further you go; it provides more and more to think about. Character portrayals become deeper.
Richard Easton narrates the audiobook. His narration is clear and easy to follow. You hear every word. You don鈥檛 pay attention to him; you listen to the story, which is what I prefer. At the end of the tale we are no longer in Robert鈥檚 head; we are in Marmee鈥檚 instead. Easton does not change his intonation. This does not bother me, but it may bother others. I have given the narration four stars.
Brooks鈥� book has given me more to think about than Alcott鈥檚. The research is impressive, and I think it Is not an easy task to take another person鈥檚 story and make it into something new. I also appreciate the informative afterword at the book鈥檚 end.
****
* 5 stars
* 4 stars
* 3 stars
* 3 stars
* 1 star
* TBR
* by 3 stars
* by 3 stars
* by 4 stars
First of all, the author does an excellent job of drawing the Civil War and the mood of the country at this time. Brooks writes of the abolitionist movement, the Underground Railroad, the conflicting views of the Northerners and the Southerners, John Brown鈥檚 raid on Harper鈥檚 Ferry, the transcendentalists, the place of women in society and overall, both the time鈥檚 new societal trends and the sure and staid views of the past that still held sway. There are many details, and they are backed by thorough research. While interesting, the historical details are pretty much common knowledge and they do not necessarily draw a reader into the story. Nevertheless, the quantity of details is impressive, and they give the reader a good feel for the time period. They are a good backdrop for the story.
Geraldine Brooks鈥� intention was to take 鈥檚 and fill in what was happening to Marmee鈥檚 husband who had gone off to the war as a chaplain. While Alcott鈥檚 book focuses on Marmee and her four girls, we see here what was going on in her husband鈥檚 life. Letters were exchanged, but did his letters truly express what he was going through down South? In this book we get to find out. Brooks works within the framework of the events of Alcott鈥檚 book. The daughters鈥� personality types are not changed, nor the plot.
Marmee is not drawn as I had imagined her to be. To my surprise this was brought up in the book鈥檚 epilogue. Brooks was given Little Women to read by her mother but told that the goody-goody mother character should be taken with a pinch of salt! This explains to me why in Brooks鈥� book Marmee is not quite the angel drawn in Alcott鈥檚. She is more opinionated, a more modern character than the Marmee in Alcott鈥檚 book. Yet I like this. We are allowed to get into her head; we have the opportunity to consider her thoughts and emotions. This gives a reader something to think about. I admire Brooks ability to weave the same story with the events unchanged, while at the same time adding another dimension. Alcott鈥檚 book looks at the daughters鈥� lives, and there is a lot of emphasis on whom they will each marry, which I found rather boring. Here the focus is instead on the brutality of the war, how the war has altered husband and wife and subsequently their relationship.
You know nowadays we often talk about how taking part in a war changes one forever. I very much like that Brooks points out how lack of courage and being ashamed of one鈥檚 own behavior, not only survival guilt and what one has seen, scar those taking part in a war. A soldier may demand too much of himself. How does one set the borders for what is reasonable?
The story improves the further you go; it provides more and more to think about. Character portrayals become deeper.
Richard Easton narrates the audiobook. His narration is clear and easy to follow. You hear every word. You don鈥檛 pay attention to him; you listen to the story, which is what I prefer. At the end of the tale we are no longer in Robert鈥檚 head; we are in Marmee鈥檚 instead. Easton does not change his intonation. This does not bother me, but it may bother others. I have given the narration four stars.
Brooks鈥� book has given me more to think about than Alcott鈥檚. The research is impressive, and I think it Is not an easy task to take another person鈥檚 story and make it into something new. I also appreciate the informative afterword at the book鈥檚 end.
****
* 5 stars
* 4 stars
* 3 stars
* 3 stars
* 1 star
* TBR
* by 3 stars
* by 3 stars
* by 4 stars
October 1, 2009
I was all ready to give by Geraldine Brooks three stars until I got to this passage:
If you were ever a little girl in America, chances are you have read Louisa May Alcott's . You probably grew up with Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy. You experienced their life living with their mother while their father was off serving the Union Army in the Civil War. You felt their excitement whenever Marmee would read them a letter from him. You know how Marmee was called away to help her beloved husband recover from some unnamed illness in an army hospital. What you never got was a real glimpse of the adult lives that circled around the March girls. In fact, you never even learn their parents' first names.
Geraldine Brooks must have had the same fascination with that so many of us former little girls did. She takes that fascination and fleshes out the story of Mr. and Mrs. March. The story opens with March (never a first name) writing a letter home to Marmee. (We find that Marmee is was everyone called her, not just the girls.) As he finishes his writing, the story takes us to the uncensored version of his past and what is happening to him at the moment. It's not all as he portrays in his letters. He's kind of interesting at first, but he gets kind of dull pretty quickly. The guy is just too emotional and flowery. What is interesting is his recollections of Marmee. She is by far a much more interesting character and the story definitely takes off once she takes over the narration in the second part of the book, when she comes to the hospital to nurse her husband back to health. Up until that point, I was thinking that this book was definitely a 3. I was kind of wondering what the competition was for the Pulitzer that year. I do have to give Brooks credit for trying to add a new, adult dimension to a nationally loved work of children's literature. I think she did a good job of creating something fresh while honoring the classic.
"I am not alone in this. I only let him do to me what men have ever done to women: march off to empty glory and hollow acclaim and leave us behind to pick up the pieces. The broken cities, the burned barns, the innocent injured beasts, the ruined bodies of the boys we bore and the men we lay with.
The waste of it. I sit here, and I look at him, and it is as if a hundred women sit beside me: the revolutionary farm wife, the English peasant woman, the Spartan mother-'Come back with your shield or on it,' she cried, because that was what she was expected to cry. And then she leaned across the broken body of her son and the words turned to dust in her throat."
If you were ever a little girl in America, chances are you have read Louisa May Alcott's . You probably grew up with Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy. You experienced their life living with their mother while their father was off serving the Union Army in the Civil War. You felt their excitement whenever Marmee would read them a letter from him. You know how Marmee was called away to help her beloved husband recover from some unnamed illness in an army hospital. What you never got was a real glimpse of the adult lives that circled around the March girls. In fact, you never even learn their parents' first names.
Geraldine Brooks must have had the same fascination with that so many of us former little girls did. She takes that fascination and fleshes out the story of Mr. and Mrs. March. The story opens with March (never a first name) writing a letter home to Marmee. (We find that Marmee is was everyone called her, not just the girls.) As he finishes his writing, the story takes us to the uncensored version of his past and what is happening to him at the moment. It's not all as he portrays in his letters. He's kind of interesting at first, but he gets kind of dull pretty quickly. The guy is just too emotional and flowery. What is interesting is his recollections of Marmee. She is by far a much more interesting character and the story definitely takes off once she takes over the narration in the second part of the book, when she comes to the hospital to nurse her husband back to health. Up until that point, I was thinking that this book was definitely a 3. I was kind of wondering what the competition was for the Pulitzer that year. I do have to give Brooks credit for trying to add a new, adult dimension to a nationally loved work of children's literature. I think she did a good job of creating something fresh while honoring the classic.
May 21, 2018
The best Civil War novel I鈥檝e read. The best slavery novel I鈥檝e read. One of the best historical novels I鈥檝e ever read, period. Brooks鈥檚 second novel uses
Little Women
as its jumping-off point, but is very much its own story. Louisa May Alcott鈥檚 father, Bronson Alcott, was too prickly to come across well in a fictional guise (as her other family members did in Little Women), so it鈥檚 little wonder that she decided he would be a background figure in that novel. The Alcott family patriarch was an eccentric idealist whose endeavors, including the doomed Fruitlands utopian community, often failed. Many dismissed him as a religious fanatic, and his vegan diet was considered beyond the pale at that time. Brooks relied on Bronson Alcott鈥檚 journals and letters in creating Mr. March鈥檚 voice, but has succeeded in adding nuance to an often unfairly maligned personality.
The book opens with March, a thirty-nine-year-old Civil War chaplain, stationed in Norfolk, Virginia and writing a letter to his wife and four daughters. The image of the placid family home quickly fades as we see a vulture eating a man鈥檚 entrails and another soldier drowning in a river. The beleaguered March soon finds himself in a familiar building: the field hospital where he goes to assist with blood-spurting amputations was once a mansion where he plied his trade as an eighteen-year-old peddler. Before being hastily ejected for trying to teach a Negro child to read, he fell in love with Grace, a dignified, intelligent slave.
Although most chapters open with his missives home, this domestic link becomes increasingly strained as March continues on a solitary odyssey he doubts his all-female family could ever understand; 鈥渋magining the four beloved heads, sleeping peacefully on their pillows in Concord鈥� is increasingly difficult, such that 鈥渢ruth recedes with every word I set down.鈥� Through flashbacks we learn how he met Marmee; spend time in the company of their Massachusetts neighbors, Henry David Thoreau and the Emersons; and hear about their abolitionist ventures: housing an Underground Railroad station and giving financial support to John Brown鈥檚 ill-fated plans. In the 50 pages when March is incapacitated by fever, we see the reeking swamp that was 1860s Washington, D.C. and the 鈥渋nconstant, ruined dreamer鈥� that was March/Bronson Alcott through Marmee鈥檚 eyes. The whole is a perfect mixture of what鈥檚 familiar from history and literature and what Brooks has imagined. Stellar stuff.
(See also on rereading Little Women in its 150th anniversary year and watching the new BBC/PBS miniseries adaptation.)
The book opens with March, a thirty-nine-year-old Civil War chaplain, stationed in Norfolk, Virginia and writing a letter to his wife and four daughters. The image of the placid family home quickly fades as we see a vulture eating a man鈥檚 entrails and another soldier drowning in a river. The beleaguered March soon finds himself in a familiar building: the field hospital where he goes to assist with blood-spurting amputations was once a mansion where he plied his trade as an eighteen-year-old peddler. Before being hastily ejected for trying to teach a Negro child to read, he fell in love with Grace, a dignified, intelligent slave.
Although most chapters open with his missives home, this domestic link becomes increasingly strained as March continues on a solitary odyssey he doubts his all-female family could ever understand; 鈥渋magining the four beloved heads, sleeping peacefully on their pillows in Concord鈥� is increasingly difficult, such that 鈥渢ruth recedes with every word I set down.鈥� Through flashbacks we learn how he met Marmee; spend time in the company of their Massachusetts neighbors, Henry David Thoreau and the Emersons; and hear about their abolitionist ventures: housing an Underground Railroad station and giving financial support to John Brown鈥檚 ill-fated plans. In the 50 pages when March is incapacitated by fever, we see the reeking swamp that was 1860s Washington, D.C. and the 鈥渋nconstant, ruined dreamer鈥� that was March/Bronson Alcott through Marmee鈥檚 eyes. The whole is a perfect mixture of what鈥檚 familiar from history and literature and what Brooks has imagined. Stellar stuff.
(See also on rereading Little Women in its 150th anniversary year and watching the new BBC/PBS miniseries adaptation.)
July 24, 2023
4.5 Stars
鈥橬o wonder simple men have always had their gods dwell in the high places. For as soon as a man lets his eye drop from the heavens to the horizon, he risks setting it on some scene of desolation.鈥�
This shares the stories of the lives of the Alcott family, as well as how Brooks鈥� envisioned their lives in the years leading up to and during the Civil War. How it changed the lives of all, as seen through the eyes of John March, father of Amy, Beth, Jo and Meg. Largely shared through the thoughts of Mr. March, there are moments when we are privy to her thoughts, as well.
鈥橝s chaplain I had no orders, and so placed myself where I believed I could do most good. I was in the rear, praying with the wounded, when the cry went up: Great God, they are upon us!鈥�
This begins, more or less, with a loss, as March and another man as they try to cross over from the land they were on to make their way across the water to an island, believing that the current was not quite as strong as it turned out to be. He makes his way, but a bullet takes the life of the other man and he is quickly torn away by the current from March.
鈥橦is eyes changed when he realized. The panic just seemed to drain away, so that his last look was a blank, unfocused thing鈥�-the kind of stare a newborn baby gives you. He stopped yelling. His final sound was more of a long sigh, only it came out as a gargle because his throat was filling with water鈥�.A ribbon of scarlet unfurled to mark his going, widening out like a sash as the current carried him, down and away. When I dragged myself ashore, I still had the torn fragment of wet wool clutched in my fist.
I have it now: a rough circle of blue cloth, a scant six inches across. Perhaps the sum total of the mortal remains of Silas Stone, wood turner and scholar, twenty years old, who grew up by the Blackstone River and yet never learned to swim. I resolved to send it to his mother. He was her only son.鈥�
Where she excels in this is in balancing these horrors of war against the kindness offered to those soldiers whose lives were altered, as well as the lives of those who were left to grieve for the loss of those they loved.
鈥橬o wonder simple men have always had their gods dwell in the high places. For as soon as a man lets his eye drop from the heavens to the horizon, he risks setting it on some scene of desolation.鈥�
This shares the stories of the lives of the Alcott family, as well as how Brooks鈥� envisioned their lives in the years leading up to and during the Civil War. How it changed the lives of all, as seen through the eyes of John March, father of Amy, Beth, Jo and Meg. Largely shared through the thoughts of Mr. March, there are moments when we are privy to her thoughts, as well.
鈥橝s chaplain I had no orders, and so placed myself where I believed I could do most good. I was in the rear, praying with the wounded, when the cry went up: Great God, they are upon us!鈥�
This begins, more or less, with a loss, as March and another man as they try to cross over from the land they were on to make their way across the water to an island, believing that the current was not quite as strong as it turned out to be. He makes his way, but a bullet takes the life of the other man and he is quickly torn away by the current from March.
鈥橦is eyes changed when he realized. The panic just seemed to drain away, so that his last look was a blank, unfocused thing鈥�-the kind of stare a newborn baby gives you. He stopped yelling. His final sound was more of a long sigh, only it came out as a gargle because his throat was filling with water鈥�.A ribbon of scarlet unfurled to mark his going, widening out like a sash as the current carried him, down and away. When I dragged myself ashore, I still had the torn fragment of wet wool clutched in my fist.
I have it now: a rough circle of blue cloth, a scant six inches across. Perhaps the sum total of the mortal remains of Silas Stone, wood turner and scholar, twenty years old, who grew up by the Blackstone River and yet never learned to swim. I resolved to send it to his mother. He was her only son.鈥�
Where she excels in this is in balancing these horrors of war against the kindness offered to those soldiers whose lives were altered, as well as the lives of those who were left to grieve for the loss of those they loved.
January 24, 2020
Disappointing. I think I am done with classics spin-offs. The writing was fabulous, but I got fed up with inconsistencies in the characters and disappointments I felt about their portrayed actions. Halfway through I thought about giving up and should have. I hoped there would be redemption at the end and there really wasn't, at least not enough for me. There were two things that bothered me the most. 1)Mr. March, a poor farm boy, "loves" Marmee enough to teach her to control her temper, yet he can't seem to control his own sexual urges. Whatever. Especially that he risked her good standing by seducing her and then rushing to her father for a quick marriage, thinking he was saving her. Blah. What if her father had refused to let Mr. March even marry her? Mr. March's pride was disturbing. Was Brooks' message that even good, kind people have major faults? 2)The nausiating difference in what Marmee thought about Mr. March going to war and what Mr. March thought she was thinking. I'm sure Brooks was trying to make the Little Women charachters more realistic, but the division and lack of true communication between Marmee and Mr. March really bothered me. I don't even feel like Mr. March repents of his pride, so what was the point of the story? That war is awful? That this life is full of suffering? That men are bad? I have no idea. I don't recommend this book. I did learn that if I don't feel like finishing a book, I probably have the feeling for a good reason and should listen to myself.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
January 15, 2021
This is one of the most Pulizer-worthy novels I've read in a long while. The novel tells the previously untold story of the absent father in Louisa May Alcott's Little Women. In Little Women, the reader only gets to know Peter March through his letters sent home to his family from the Civil War. Of course, in the interest of sparing his family the details of war, his letters are more cheerful than his reality.
Geraldine Brooks uses the novel March to tell of Mr. March's early life as a traveling salesman, of his first kiss with someone other than his future wife, of the meeting of his wife, of his connections to Emerson and Thoreau, of his strong abolitionist sentiments, of the war that changed him both physically and mentally, and of misunderstandings and wrongs that were never made right in his life.
Brooks draws heavily from the journals of Alcott's own father, Bronson Alcott, in order to flesh out the character of Mr. March. Since the "little women" in Alcott's novels were based on her own family members, it makes sense that Mr. March would be based on her father and that the March family would be acquainted with the same people they were. After all, the Alcotts were contemporaries and acquaintances of many of the transcendentalist thinkers and writers of the time, such as Emerson and Thoreau.
This is definitely the best prequel written by a different author that I've ever read. I remember being completely disappointed trying to read sequels or prequels by different authors for books such as . The author's journalistic background helped her give attention to the proper details needed to research such a book.
I initially did not recognize the name of the author as being the author of Nine Parts of Desire: The Hidden World of Islamic Women, a book that I loved so much that I ... er ... bought it from the library pretending that I'd lost it (in the days before amazon.com made any book accessible for purchase). Nine Parts of Desire is a work of non-fiction that she wrote as a journalist. So I'm thrilled to see that she has such a beautiful piece of fiction out there as well. Halfway through the book, I found myself saying to myself, "wow, this is a good book," and hoping to read something else by her soon. Years of Wonder tells the story of the bubonic plague in a small English town, and People of the Book is freshly out in hardback.
Frankly, though, what I'm feeling the need to re-read immediately is Little Women. I absolutely adored that book as a child. I always saw myself as Jo because I loved to write. And I always hated that the character with my name (Amy) was such a spoiled brat.
Geraldine Brooks uses the novel March to tell of Mr. March's early life as a traveling salesman, of his first kiss with someone other than his future wife, of the meeting of his wife, of his connections to Emerson and Thoreau, of his strong abolitionist sentiments, of the war that changed him both physically and mentally, and of misunderstandings and wrongs that were never made right in his life.
Brooks draws heavily from the journals of Alcott's own father, Bronson Alcott, in order to flesh out the character of Mr. March. Since the "little women" in Alcott's novels were based on her own family members, it makes sense that Mr. March would be based on her father and that the March family would be acquainted with the same people they were. After all, the Alcotts were contemporaries and acquaintances of many of the transcendentalist thinkers and writers of the time, such as Emerson and Thoreau.
This is definitely the best prequel written by a different author that I've ever read. I remember being completely disappointed trying to read sequels or prequels by different authors for books such as . The author's journalistic background helped her give attention to the proper details needed to research such a book.
I initially did not recognize the name of the author as being the author of Nine Parts of Desire: The Hidden World of Islamic Women, a book that I loved so much that I ... er ... bought it from the library pretending that I'd lost it (in the days before amazon.com made any book accessible for purchase). Nine Parts of Desire is a work of non-fiction that she wrote as a journalist. So I'm thrilled to see that she has such a beautiful piece of fiction out there as well. Halfway through the book, I found myself saying to myself, "wow, this is a good book," and hoping to read something else by her soon. Years of Wonder tells the story of the bubonic plague in a small English town, and People of the Book is freshly out in hardback.
Frankly, though, what I'm feeling the need to re-read immediately is Little Women. I absolutely adored that book as a child. I always saw myself as Jo because I loved to write. And I always hated that the character with my name (Amy) was such a spoiled brat.
August 14, 2023
Full disclosure: I've never read Louisa May Alcott's Little Women. Given that I've never touched the source material, it may seem like an odd choice to read Geraldine Brooks' March, but it turned out to be a welcome and entirely enjoyable read. In fact, of the three books I've read so far for my 2020 Pulitzer challenge, March is far and away the best.
I was given to understand that Mr. March, the titular lead, is almost entirely absent from the proceedings of Little Women aside from the occasional battlefront correspondence. For me, this worked entirely since I was able to understand and appreciate this novel entirely without knowledge of the classic on which it is based. March's character is perfectly suited to carry the novel on his back with his idealistic aspirations and the way in which those ideals clash with the realities of the American Civil War. Indeed, I was at first taken by March's moral high ground and sunny outlook, but the novel's strength lies in the fragmentary erosion of the lead's ability to make any difference in the world he desires.
The book takes its most interesting turn when Mr. March finds his way to a recently liberated plantation that demonstrates how little he understands of the practicalities of the war. The former slaves and their newfound employer were compelling characters in their own right and act as foils to March. Reader be warned: this is also where the novel treads into its most horrific and depraved scenes. Though the novel can be challenging from a content perspective, I was taken by the complexity with which all characters are able to articulate their viewpoints and how they contrast with the perceived through-line of history.
For my personal taste, when the novel changes near the end to Marmee's perspective all momentum is lost. Though March's climax occurs just before that, the denouement of the story dips too heavily into the themes of marriage and truth, veering from the themes that had anchored the book in my mind. My edition of the book comes with an interview from Brooks who claims this change was in part dictated by the structure of Little Women and in part to explore the March's marriage. Though I can see the logistics of it, it fell a little flat for me and kept it from snagging a five-star review.
Despite that, March is a marvellous novel. I'd find myself thinking about a particular scene, character, or Brooks' excellent writing even when I wasn't reading the book. March challenges simple virtue, or at the very least zooms in on a seemingly straightforward moral dilemma to show all its complexities. I'll be thinking about this one for quite some time.
This is the third book of my 2020 Pultizer Challenge!
I was given to understand that Mr. March, the titular lead, is almost entirely absent from the proceedings of Little Women aside from the occasional battlefront correspondence. For me, this worked entirely since I was able to understand and appreciate this novel entirely without knowledge of the classic on which it is based. March's character is perfectly suited to carry the novel on his back with his idealistic aspirations and the way in which those ideals clash with the realities of the American Civil War. Indeed, I was at first taken by March's moral high ground and sunny outlook, but the novel's strength lies in the fragmentary erosion of the lead's ability to make any difference in the world he desires.
The book takes its most interesting turn when Mr. March finds his way to a recently liberated plantation that demonstrates how little he understands of the practicalities of the war. The former slaves and their newfound employer were compelling characters in their own right and act as foils to March. Reader be warned: this is also where the novel treads into its most horrific and depraved scenes. Though the novel can be challenging from a content perspective, I was taken by the complexity with which all characters are able to articulate their viewpoints and how they contrast with the perceived through-line of history.
For my personal taste, when the novel changes near the end to Marmee's perspective all momentum is lost. Though March's climax occurs just before that, the denouement of the story dips too heavily into the themes of marriage and truth, veering from the themes that had anchored the book in my mind. My edition of the book comes with an interview from Brooks who claims this change was in part dictated by the structure of Little Women and in part to explore the March's marriage. Though I can see the logistics of it, it fell a little flat for me and kept it from snagging a five-star review.
Despite that, March is a marvellous novel. I'd find myself thinking about a particular scene, character, or Brooks' excellent writing even when I wasn't reading the book. March challenges simple virtue, or at the very least zooms in on a seemingly straightforward moral dilemma to show all its complexities. I'll be thinking about this one for quite some time.
This is the third book of my 2020 Pultizer Challenge!
May 10, 2021
I wanted to reach this novel because I appreciated her book on the plague in England from the 1600s, 鈥榊ear of Wonders鈥�. So I thought a novel about the father of Little Women (Louisa May Alcott) would be interesting because I had read that classic about 2 years ago (at least Part 1, I don鈥檛 remember reading Part 2 [Good Wives]) and very much liked it. So, what happened to Mr. March?
Well, I went into this just knowing it had a character in it, Mr. March, that was a 鈥榮ide-bar鈥� part of Little Women, a book which I had liked. But my memory sucks, and I should have remembered this was about the Civil War (like, 鈥榙uhhh Jim!鈥�). Wow, talking about a Debbie Downer in reading this book. I read it in 2 days because I wanted to be through with it. The graphic descriptions of war and the dead and the wounded鈥攕he spared ABSOLUTELY NO DETAILS in the goriness of the war. In 鈥榊ear of Wonders鈥� I made the comment that her graphic descriptions of certain things made me uncomfortable, but I also made the comment that I felt that nevertheless she was painting a realistic picture of something that actually happened. So, I appreciated the writing, goriness and all.
Here she continued where she left off in 鈥榊ear of Wonders鈥�. There she described what a swollen lymph node in the neck of a plague patient looked like, and what the pus looked like when the node burst. Super yuck. And in 鈥楳arch鈥� she describes the smell of pus! Yeeeeeeshhhhhhhhhhh!!!! 馃槵
I did not like one element in the novel that I guess she had felt that she must have in the book鈥 pseudo-romance between Mr. March and the slave Grace Clement.
I was surprised this won a Pulitzer Prize (2006). But then I am surprised by a lot of things. 馃槓
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Well, I went into this just knowing it had a character in it, Mr. March, that was a 鈥榮ide-bar鈥� part of Little Women, a book which I had liked. But my memory sucks, and I should have remembered this was about the Civil War (like, 鈥榙uhhh Jim!鈥�). Wow, talking about a Debbie Downer in reading this book. I read it in 2 days because I wanted to be through with it. The graphic descriptions of war and the dead and the wounded鈥攕he spared ABSOLUTELY NO DETAILS in the goriness of the war. In 鈥榊ear of Wonders鈥� I made the comment that her graphic descriptions of certain things made me uncomfortable, but I also made the comment that I felt that nevertheless she was painting a realistic picture of something that actually happened. So, I appreciated the writing, goriness and all.
Here she continued where she left off in 鈥榊ear of Wonders鈥�. There she described what a swollen lymph node in the neck of a plague patient looked like, and what the pus looked like when the node burst. Super yuck. And in 鈥楳arch鈥� she describes the smell of pus! Yeeeeeeshhhhhhhhhhh!!!! 馃槵
I did not like one element in the novel that I guess she had felt that she must have in the book鈥 pseudo-romance between Mr. March and the slave Grace Clement.
I was surprised this won a Pulitzer Prize (2006). But then I am surprised by a lot of things. 馃槓
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August 3, 2007
I now know, having perused Geraldine Brooks' website, that March won the 2006 Pulitzer prize for fiction. I had not noticed that it had received such acclaim when I pulled it from the shelf at our modest library, but now, having finished the last page, I am not surprised it did. It is good. Brooks' is an authentic voice. Her extensive reading of primary sources, particularly the writings of Bronson Alcott, that was the inspiration for L.M. Alcott's father figure in Little Women, gives Brooks a handle on the cadences of 19th century prose. Combined with her literary skill, Brooks brings to her narrative journalistic details, a result of her experience as a correspondent in war-torn countries.
In the novel, Brooks gives thoughtful consideration to a quandry common to many: how do we come to terms with the discrepency between our ideals and the realities of life? Mr. March is a pacifist, and enlists as a chaplain, seeking to live out his beliefs. Later, he later sees people in his care killed, and killed because of his own cowardice or in the effort to save him. It is a difficult cross to bear. Grace, the educated daughter of a plantation owner and his slave, offers this perspective to Mr. March as he flagellates himself for the horrors he believe he has caused:
"'You are not God. You do not determine the outcome. The outcome is not the point.'
"'The what, pray, is the point?' His voice was a dry, soft rattle, like a breeze through a bough of dead leaves.
"'The point is the effort. That you, believing what you believed--what you sincerely believed, including the commandment 'thou shalt not kill'--acted upon it. To believe, to act, and to have events confound you--I grant you, that is hard to bear. But to believe, and not to act, or to act in a way that every fiber of your soul held was wrong--how can you not see? That is what would have been reprehensible.'" (258)
Later, Grace continues:
I simply ask you to see that there is only one thing to do when we fall, and that is to get up, and go on with the life that is set in front of us, and try to do the good of which our hands are capable for the people who come in our way. (268)
This embodiment of grace is probably the greatest reason I found to love March, and to appreciate it for more than the historical fiction it is in genre. Brooks is right, and she expresses the truth eloquently; we waste precious time beating ourselves up over past failures. The only hope is to forgive, ourselves, then others, moving forward with conviction and compassion.
Related Links:
"March to the Front," an article about Brooks' journey to writing March, by Catherine Keenan of the Sydney Morning Herald
"The Writing Life," Geraldine Brooks' reflections on her craft
In the novel, Brooks gives thoughtful consideration to a quandry common to many: how do we come to terms with the discrepency between our ideals and the realities of life? Mr. March is a pacifist, and enlists as a chaplain, seeking to live out his beliefs. Later, he later sees people in his care killed, and killed because of his own cowardice or in the effort to save him. It is a difficult cross to bear. Grace, the educated daughter of a plantation owner and his slave, offers this perspective to Mr. March as he flagellates himself for the horrors he believe he has caused:
"'You are not God. You do not determine the outcome. The outcome is not the point.'
"'The what, pray, is the point?' His voice was a dry, soft rattle, like a breeze through a bough of dead leaves.
"'The point is the effort. That you, believing what you believed--what you sincerely believed, including the commandment 'thou shalt not kill'--acted upon it. To believe, to act, and to have events confound you--I grant you, that is hard to bear. But to believe, and not to act, or to act in a way that every fiber of your soul held was wrong--how can you not see? That is what would have been reprehensible.'" (258)
Later, Grace continues:
I simply ask you to see that there is only one thing to do when we fall, and that is to get up, and go on with the life that is set in front of us, and try to do the good of which our hands are capable for the people who come in our way. (268)
This embodiment of grace is probably the greatest reason I found to love March, and to appreciate it for more than the historical fiction it is in genre. Brooks is right, and she expresses the truth eloquently; we waste precious time beating ourselves up over past failures. The only hope is to forgive, ourselves, then others, moving forward with conviction and compassion.
Related Links:
"March to the Front," an article about Brooks' journey to writing March, by Catherine Keenan of the Sydney Morning Herald
"The Writing Life," Geraldine Brooks' reflections on her craft
May 31, 2023
When I sometimes read historical fiction, I am dismayed by how modern some characters are, and at first glance, 'March' has this problem too. The main character is not only very progressive when it comes to the issue of slavery, but also a vegetarian, a preacher who sees problems with religion, concerned about pollution to the point of giving up profitable businesses, so kind-hearted that he would rather become poor to save a friend. And he goes to war with four daughters at home.
What surprised me is that Geraldine Brooks manages to make this character credible in narrative terms. She achieves this because the Mr. March she presents does not really fit into the world of the Civil War era. We see him ridiculed, avoided, and rejected by his comrades. We see him more losing than winning. And to this external struggle is added an internal one, caused by the horrors of war, separation from family, and the attempt to maintain his principles.
The even more interesting part is that in the afterword, we learn that Geraldine Brooks only dressed up very well-researched stories and realities. Mr. March, taken from the novel Little Women by author Louisa May Alcott, is based on the author's father, Bronson Alcott, who in 1860 believed in everything that the fictional character in this 2005 novel believes.
It is an interesting discovery that does not detract from the merit of this impressive novel. It is probably the best historical fiction novel I have read.
What surprised me is that Geraldine Brooks manages to make this character credible in narrative terms. She achieves this because the Mr. March she presents does not really fit into the world of the Civil War era. We see him ridiculed, avoided, and rejected by his comrades. We see him more losing than winning. And to this external struggle is added an internal one, caused by the horrors of war, separation from family, and the attempt to maintain his principles.
The even more interesting part is that in the afterword, we learn that Geraldine Brooks only dressed up very well-researched stories and realities. Mr. March, taken from the novel Little Women by author Louisa May Alcott, is based on the author's father, Bronson Alcott, who in 1860 believed in everything that the fictional character in this 2005 novel believes.
It is an interesting discovery that does not detract from the merit of this impressive novel. It is probably the best historical fiction novel I have read.
July 16, 2011
The problem with March is that it's tied in to a beloved children's story. While this might have been a terrific marketing ploy, (fan fiction often is, since it offers immediate context and recognition,) it created two very different stories. The first: a reworking of one absent and one present (and much loved) character in a famous work of fiction. The second: a story of a pacifist who went to war in one of the bloodiest and most tragic conflicts in our nation's history.
The first seems a recipe to designed to anger loyal fans of the original. The second is the more compelling story, and probably more accessible to those who are unfamiliar with L.M. Alcott's novels.
It's probably a good thing I'll never get around to reading Little Women again, because March seems like it was written to slaughter a few babies, and a reread would possibly be spoiled by my constant justifications of my irritations with this Pulitzer Prize winning novel*. In the afterword, the author admits that, though she having loved LW as a child, her mother once told her: 鈥淣obody in real life is such a goody-goody as that Marmee.鈥� It seems Brooks took that statement to heart, and set about to write a story that painted Marmee as a petty, jealous, shrewish, risk-taking idealogue 鈥� a woman without restraint of either temperament or libido.
Mr. March expects his wife to be the picture of decorum in every situation, and mentions her piques of temper with disparaging attitude, in contrast with the loving, gentle picture painted of him as devoted father and husband, in Little Women.
Regarding Marmee as a young woman:
In fact he seems quite disdainful of her throughout much of the story, and yet he is incapable of keeping little mr. march in his pants. (Brooks also seems to think she is quite clever with her allusions to masturbation.)
Later, when the point of view switches to Marmee's, we see more character assassination, and a few scenes that don't even correlate with how Brooks has changed her. Are we to believe that this tireless, passionate and outspoken abolitionist woman, a stop on the Underground Railroad, is going to instantly devolve into racist slurs, when she (uncharacteristically for LW) jumps to the conclusion that her husband is an adulterer? I don't buy either scenario. If the character of Marmee is as Alcott portrays, I don't believe for a moment, that she would assume her husband is an adulterer on such a triviality. And if the character is as Brooks portrays (aside from her temper and her sexual freedom,) I don't find it believable that Marmee would express her thoughts in a racist fashion.
This character assassination doesn't seem to contribute anything useful to the story in any case, and instead comes across as a personal agenda to take Marmee down a peg or ten. The comment in the afterword supports this observation. Because of the above objections, this part of the story fails on every level for me.
The character of Mr. March is built, naturally, on the story of Bronson Alcott, Louisa May's father. Since Little Women was loosely autobiographical, it seems appropriate to do such with March. There was a great deal of experimental thinking and ideology during these years, in New England, and literature bears out the ideals of the time, with thinkers such as Thoreau, Emerson, Dickinson, Alcott, William Elery Channing, and others, developing the ideas and philosophies of transcendentalism, and setting the stage for the emergence of uniquely American faiths such as the Unity Church and Religious Science. The same region and intellectual climate also produced the burgeoning religiosity in the nearby area that came to be known as the 鈥渂urned-over district,鈥� and the emergence of its insular and restrictive religious ideals. (This book does not address this last theme, but it's historically relevant.)
Alcott and his contemporaries were ideologically progressive, pioneering new ideas regarding education, communal living, and veganism, as well as exploring other cultural ideals. Alcott himself seemed to be somewhat incapable of providing well for his family, so Brooks uses L.M. Alcott's backstory that Mr. March once made a fortune, then lost it.
Unlike Alcott, Mr. March 鈥� a strict pacifist, in both stories, goes to war as a chaplain. This is where the story improves, the irony being that it would be possible to utterly separate the narrative from the LW storyline.
Mr. March is an idealist, quite na茂ve and more than a little self-righteous. He joins the war effort without really understanding the political or moral climate 鈥� which is perhaps more realistic in its portrayal than not. As I read these parts of the book, I thought that here was potentially the real meat of the story 鈥� the picture of close range war, the destruction of lives, families, home, property. Personal tragedy, horror and degradation. It certainly is rich with commentary on slavery and its obvious and less obvious evils (although Brooks makes quite a lot of use of slavery/civil war cliches to make her point: the beautiful mixed-blood house slave/interracial romance, the powerful old genteel southern woman, Reb rapists, sawing off limbs in a field hospital, the stench of blood and bowel, etc,) but I find that as I sit down to write this review, I realize the novel falls victim to political correctness; for every evil Southern Rebel, you must show an equally despicable Northern Unionist. For every ignorant/uneducated slave, you must write an intelligent/educated one. In one sentence she writes with flagrant disregard for cultural behavior in the interaction between Black and White, and in the next, she stops to point out how few Northerners were actually motivated by abolitionist ideals. It detracts from the argument against slavery, but unfortunately falls short of contributing any meaningful discourse of the disunion present on both sides of the Mason-Dixon Line.
Maybe it's unfair to make something of that, because modern fiction set in 19th century America frequently raises this exact dichotomy. America really was two very different countries, and in many ways it still is. Maybe it's picking nits to point out the way Brooks handles this conceit, after all her prose is beautiful, drawing one along in the story, in spite of itself. Except that it feels like she had a checklist of 鈥渇air鈥� that she drew up before she could write this novel.
Brilliantly done, however, are the final two chapters, when we are returned to Mr. March's point of view. Brooks hands over an eloquent portrayal of Soldier's Heart and survivor guilt. It's a bit of a shame that these chapters were not expanded just a little.
I would not have read this book, had it not been for it being included on an assigned summer reading list for matriculating Stanford University students (my nephew is leaving for Stanford in the fall! *little brag*) and its inclusion grabbed my eye as being odd. After a little discussion with him, my curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to read it. After reading, I admit I'm still a little baffled as to its selection.
*I dug around quite a bit on the 'net, trying to find the criteria for a Pulitzer Prize. There really doesn't seem to be much; the book needs to be by an American, or about an American, or about America, or... 鈥渙ther.鈥� I guess if the little panel at Columbia likes it, for any reason, it qualifies.
Maybe I should make a prize called the Stacey Prize. You can qualify thus: Any book, written by a human, about a human, or about something that resembles a human, or any book that a human can read.
The first seems a recipe to designed to anger loyal fans of the original. The second is the more compelling story, and probably more accessible to those who are unfamiliar with L.M. Alcott's novels.
It's probably a good thing I'll never get around to reading Little Women again, because March seems like it was written to slaughter a few babies, and a reread would possibly be spoiled by my constant justifications of my irritations with this Pulitzer Prize winning novel*. In the afterword, the author admits that, though she having loved LW as a child, her mother once told her: 鈥淣obody in real life is such a goody-goody as that Marmee.鈥� It seems Brooks took that statement to heart, and set about to write a story that painted Marmee as a petty, jealous, shrewish, risk-taking idealogue 鈥� a woman without restraint of either temperament or libido.
Mr. March expects his wife to be the picture of decorum in every situation, and mentions her piques of temper with disparaging attitude, in contrast with the loving, gentle picture painted of him as devoted father and husband, in Little Women.
Regarding Marmee as a young woman:
鈥淪tanding one on either side, they half patted, half held her, as one would both soothe and restrain a lunging, growling dog.鈥�
鈥淭he intemperance of her attack left me breathless. Angry women generally cannot be said to show to advantage, and to see that lovely face so distorted by such a scowl as it now wore was immensely shocking to me. Who could have imagined this gently bred young woman to be so entirely bereft of the powers of self-government? I had never seen such an outburst, not even from a market wife.鈥�
鈥淎t such times I thought I would rather live in the midst of a crashing thunderhead than with this Fury of a wife.鈥�
鈥�'It is you,' I said, trying to keep my voice even, though my pulse beat in my head. 'It is you who degrade yourself, when you forgo self-mastery.'鈥�
In fact he seems quite disdainful of her throughout much of the story, and yet he is incapable of keeping little mr. march in his pants. (Brooks also seems to think she is quite clever with her allusions to masturbation.)
Later, when the point of view switches to Marmee's, we see more character assassination, and a few scenes that don't even correlate with how Brooks has changed her. Are we to believe that this tireless, passionate and outspoken abolitionist woman, a stop on the Underground Railroad, is going to instantly devolve into racist slurs, when she (uncharacteristically for LW) jumps to the conclusion that her husband is an adulterer? I don't buy either scenario. If the character of Marmee is as Alcott portrays, I don't believe for a moment, that she would assume her husband is an adulterer on such a triviality. And if the character is as Brooks portrays (aside from her temper and her sexual freedom,) I don't find it believable that Marmee would express her thoughts in a racist fashion.
This character assassination doesn't seem to contribute anything useful to the story in any case, and instead comes across as a personal agenda to take Marmee down a peg or ten. The comment in the afterword supports this observation. Because of the above objections, this part of the story fails on every level for me.
The character of Mr. March is built, naturally, on the story of Bronson Alcott, Louisa May's father. Since Little Women was loosely autobiographical, it seems appropriate to do such with March. There was a great deal of experimental thinking and ideology during these years, in New England, and literature bears out the ideals of the time, with thinkers such as Thoreau, Emerson, Dickinson, Alcott, William Elery Channing, and others, developing the ideas and philosophies of transcendentalism, and setting the stage for the emergence of uniquely American faiths such as the Unity Church and Religious Science. The same region and intellectual climate also produced the burgeoning religiosity in the nearby area that came to be known as the 鈥渂urned-over district,鈥� and the emergence of its insular and restrictive religious ideals. (This book does not address this last theme, but it's historically relevant.)
Alcott and his contemporaries were ideologically progressive, pioneering new ideas regarding education, communal living, and veganism, as well as exploring other cultural ideals. Alcott himself seemed to be somewhat incapable of providing well for his family, so Brooks uses L.M. Alcott's backstory that Mr. March once made a fortune, then lost it.
Unlike Alcott, Mr. March 鈥� a strict pacifist, in both stories, goes to war as a chaplain. This is where the story improves, the irony being that it would be possible to utterly separate the narrative from the LW storyline.
Mr. March is an idealist, quite na茂ve and more than a little self-righteous. He joins the war effort without really understanding the political or moral climate 鈥� which is perhaps more realistic in its portrayal than not. As I read these parts of the book, I thought that here was potentially the real meat of the story 鈥� the picture of close range war, the destruction of lives, families, home, property. Personal tragedy, horror and degradation. It certainly is rich with commentary on slavery and its obvious and less obvious evils (although Brooks makes quite a lot of use of slavery/civil war cliches to make her point: the beautiful mixed-blood house slave/interracial romance, the powerful old genteel southern woman, Reb rapists, sawing off limbs in a field hospital, the stench of blood and bowel, etc,) but I find that as I sit down to write this review, I realize the novel falls victim to political correctness; for every evil Southern Rebel, you must show an equally despicable Northern Unionist. For every ignorant/uneducated slave, you must write an intelligent/educated one. In one sentence she writes with flagrant disregard for cultural behavior in the interaction between Black and White, and in the next, she stops to point out how few Northerners were actually motivated by abolitionist ideals. It detracts from the argument against slavery, but unfortunately falls short of contributing any meaningful discourse of the disunion present on both sides of the Mason-Dixon Line.
Maybe it's unfair to make something of that, because modern fiction set in 19th century America frequently raises this exact dichotomy. America really was two very different countries, and in many ways it still is. Maybe it's picking nits to point out the way Brooks handles this conceit, after all her prose is beautiful, drawing one along in the story, in spite of itself. Except that it feels like she had a checklist of 鈥渇air鈥� that she drew up before she could write this novel.
Brilliantly done, however, are the final two chapters, when we are returned to Mr. March's point of view. Brooks hands over an eloquent portrayal of Soldier's Heart and survivor guilt. It's a bit of a shame that these chapters were not expanded just a little.
I would not have read this book, had it not been for it being included on an assigned summer reading list for matriculating Stanford University students (my nephew is leaving for Stanford in the fall! *little brag*) and its inclusion grabbed my eye as being odd. After a little discussion with him, my curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to read it. After reading, I admit I'm still a little baffled as to its selection.
*I dug around quite a bit on the 'net, trying to find the criteria for a Pulitzer Prize. There really doesn't seem to be much; the book needs to be by an American, or about an American, or about America, or... 鈥渙ther.鈥� I guess if the little panel at Columbia likes it, for any reason, it qualifies.
Maybe I should make a prize called the Stacey Prize. You can qualify thus: Any book, written by a human, about a human, or about something that resembles a human, or any book that a human can read.
March 22, 2018
This novel, written by Geraldine Brooks, was chosen as winner of the Pulitzer Prize in 2006. The book has been sitting on my bookshelf for several years and I was reminded of it recently when thinking about one of my favorite books from childhood, 'Little Women' by Louisa May Alcott. I can't say that I ever gave much consideration to the absentee patriarch, Mr. March, while reading 'Little Women'; but after reading this novel, I realized just what a compelling story Mr. March had to tell.
is the story Geraldine Brooks imagined might be told by Mr. March if he had been asked to share his experiences as a chaplain for the Union during the Civil War. Louisa May Alcott based the March family in 'Little Women' on her own family; and Ms. Brooks used the journals written by Louisa May Alcott's father, Bronson Alcott, as inspiration for her character Mr. March. Ms. Brooks created a fascinating character in Mr. March... he was a man possessing impossibly high ideals, ideals which seemed to me, from the beginning, destined to bring him unhappiness and personal crisis. Mr. March was a preacher, a philosopher and an abolitionist whose moral character, although admirable, often did not seem to be grounded in the practical. From the very beginning of the story and written in his own words to his family, the reader becomes aware of the very serious crisis of conscience that Mr. March is grappling with. He has been struggling with the brutality and injustice he has witnessed while traveling with his regiment and is finding it increasingly difficult to reconcile his principles and idealism with the realities of war. He has been writing letters to his wife, Marmee and daughters, Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy but the reader is made aware that those letters are fictionalized accounts of his true experiences. He can't bear to tell his family about what he has seen and experienced and he is also hiding from his family the fact that he has been suffering from a chronic illness and is unwell...
"I promised her that I would write something every day, and I find myself turning to
this obligation when my mind is most troubled. For it is as if she were here with me;
for a moment, her calming hand resting lightly upon my shoulder. Yet I am thankful
that she is not here, to see what I must see, to know what I am come to know. And
with this thought I exculpate my censorship; I never promised I would write the
truth."
In order to gain a better understanding of who Mr. March is, the reader is given access, not only to his current experiences, but also his memories of the past.. in particular, his life as a young man working his way through the south as a traveling salesman in the years long before the war. Looking back on them later, these years as a peddler seem to be almost a premonition of what would occur during the war. A slave woman named Grace would prove to be an important key to understanding Mr. March's past and the development of his strong idealism. And interestingly, Grace will also figure strongly into his war-time experiences and will also figure into major changes in his marriage to Marmee.
This novel is filled with a number of broad, emotionally charged themes... the inhumanity of slavery and the glorification of war... but the theme which stayed with me was the vast discrepancy between Mr. March's ideals and moral certainties and the harsh realities of war. This theme arose over and over throughout the novel. Mr. March was a philosopher... an idealist who possessed the certainty of his moral convictions and whose goal was to one day create a utopian community. To me, those are admirable qualities but the problem Mr.March had was in accepting that others did not always share his ideals and in fact, many of these people were just as certain of their own sense of what was moral and just. And as Mr. March discovered, when at war, both sides of a conflict are equally fervent in their belief that 'God' is on their side and has given them the claim to the moral high ground.... making both sides certain of the righteousness of their beliefs. And having witnessed the brutality of war and the inhumanity which was frequently on display and not being able to stop it, Mr. March was left shaken and in despair... his beliefs in tatters.
I have thought a great deal about this aspect of the story. Although I admired Mr.March's idealism, I couldn't help but feel that his idealism, unchecked by a senses of the reality of the world, left him foolishly charging headlong into situations which ended up making matters worse.. both for him and others around him. His desire to help the abolitionist John Brown, by investing in his plans for ultimate insurrection, led to his own family living in poverty and trying to scratch out a living. His almost childlike belief that the words of the Emancipation Proclamation would magically and instantly change the circumstances of freed slaves left him profoundly disappointed when he realized that not only wasn't there a plan for freed people but that changes would be a long time coming. He couldn't seem to grasp that the world is not always what you WANT it to be.The world is messy and imperfect and human beings are complex. It seemed that Mr. March needed to combine his desire for utopia with the acceptance of the realities of the world around him. But I think that maybe Marmee was correct in the wisdom she shared to comfort her husband while at his bedside...
"You are not God. You do not determine the outcome. The outcome is not the point. The point is
the effort. That you, believing what you believed- what you sincerely believed, including the
commandment 'thou shalt not kill'-acted upon it. To believe, to act, and to have events
confound you- I grant you that is hard to bear. But to believe, and not act, or to act in a way
that every fiber of your soul held was wrong- how can you not see? THAT is what would have
been reprehensible."
Maybe Marmee was right... in the end, maybe making the effort is the most important. All a person can do is try because the outcome is never assured.. no matter how strongly you believe in your cause.
This truly was a beautiful and haunting story of war and one man's struggle with his conscience.
is the story Geraldine Brooks imagined might be told by Mr. March if he had been asked to share his experiences as a chaplain for the Union during the Civil War. Louisa May Alcott based the March family in 'Little Women' on her own family; and Ms. Brooks used the journals written by Louisa May Alcott's father, Bronson Alcott, as inspiration for her character Mr. March. Ms. Brooks created a fascinating character in Mr. March... he was a man possessing impossibly high ideals, ideals which seemed to me, from the beginning, destined to bring him unhappiness and personal crisis. Mr. March was a preacher, a philosopher and an abolitionist whose moral character, although admirable, often did not seem to be grounded in the practical. From the very beginning of the story and written in his own words to his family, the reader becomes aware of the very serious crisis of conscience that Mr. March is grappling with. He has been struggling with the brutality and injustice he has witnessed while traveling with his regiment and is finding it increasingly difficult to reconcile his principles and idealism with the realities of war. He has been writing letters to his wife, Marmee and daughters, Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy but the reader is made aware that those letters are fictionalized accounts of his true experiences. He can't bear to tell his family about what he has seen and experienced and he is also hiding from his family the fact that he has been suffering from a chronic illness and is unwell...
"I promised her that I would write something every day, and I find myself turning to
this obligation when my mind is most troubled. For it is as if she were here with me;
for a moment, her calming hand resting lightly upon my shoulder. Yet I am thankful
that she is not here, to see what I must see, to know what I am come to know. And
with this thought I exculpate my censorship; I never promised I would write the
truth."
In order to gain a better understanding of who Mr. March is, the reader is given access, not only to his current experiences, but also his memories of the past.. in particular, his life as a young man working his way through the south as a traveling salesman in the years long before the war. Looking back on them later, these years as a peddler seem to be almost a premonition of what would occur during the war. A slave woman named Grace would prove to be an important key to understanding Mr. March's past and the development of his strong idealism. And interestingly, Grace will also figure strongly into his war-time experiences and will also figure into major changes in his marriage to Marmee.
This novel is filled with a number of broad, emotionally charged themes... the inhumanity of slavery and the glorification of war... but the theme which stayed with me was the vast discrepancy between Mr. March's ideals and moral certainties and the harsh realities of war. This theme arose over and over throughout the novel. Mr. March was a philosopher... an idealist who possessed the certainty of his moral convictions and whose goal was to one day create a utopian community. To me, those are admirable qualities but the problem Mr.March had was in accepting that others did not always share his ideals and in fact, many of these people were just as certain of their own sense of what was moral and just. And as Mr. March discovered, when at war, both sides of a conflict are equally fervent in their belief that 'God' is on their side and has given them the claim to the moral high ground.... making both sides certain of the righteousness of their beliefs. And having witnessed the brutality of war and the inhumanity which was frequently on display and not being able to stop it, Mr. March was left shaken and in despair... his beliefs in tatters.
I have thought a great deal about this aspect of the story. Although I admired Mr.March's idealism, I couldn't help but feel that his idealism, unchecked by a senses of the reality of the world, left him foolishly charging headlong into situations which ended up making matters worse.. both for him and others around him. His desire to help the abolitionist John Brown, by investing in his plans for ultimate insurrection, led to his own family living in poverty and trying to scratch out a living. His almost childlike belief that the words of the Emancipation Proclamation would magically and instantly change the circumstances of freed slaves left him profoundly disappointed when he realized that not only wasn't there a plan for freed people but that changes would be a long time coming. He couldn't seem to grasp that the world is not always what you WANT it to be.The world is messy and imperfect and human beings are complex. It seemed that Mr. March needed to combine his desire for utopia with the acceptance of the realities of the world around him. But I think that maybe Marmee was correct in the wisdom she shared to comfort her husband while at his bedside...
"You are not God. You do not determine the outcome. The outcome is not the point. The point is
the effort. That you, believing what you believed- what you sincerely believed, including the
commandment 'thou shalt not kill'-acted upon it. To believe, to act, and to have events
confound you- I grant you that is hard to bear. But to believe, and not act, or to act in a way
that every fiber of your soul held was wrong- how can you not see? THAT is what would have
been reprehensible."
Maybe Marmee was right... in the end, maybe making the effort is the most important. All a person can do is try because the outcome is never assured.. no matter how strongly you believe in your cause.
This truly was a beautiful and haunting story of war and one man's struggle with his conscience.
June 19, 2023
I just recently discovered Geraldine Brooks through her novel Horse. Once again, I鈥檓 astounded at her ability to turn research into visceral reality and deliver nuances and complexities.
March is the story of the father, Mr. March, in Little Women, which I have not read. I recall my nursery school teacher reading it to our class during naptime (ca. 1955) and I either fell asleep or spaced out every time she began so I never heard a word of it. Similarly, over the years I鈥檝e tried to watch several movies of the book and failed to stay with them. But I had no problem staying riveted to Brooks鈥檚 book.
She makes you live the pain and dichotomies during the Civil War. Nothing is simple. Everything feels true. And in her Afterword, Brooks explains her research and more:
In a further back-of-book section, A Conversation with Geraldine Brooks, she recounts that while living in a small town in Virginia that was steeped in Civil War artifacts, she found herself pondering 鈥渢he moral challenges the war presented for [the people], [and] that kindled my interest in imagining an idealist adrift in that war.鈥�
I鈥檓 an idealist and I have no idea how I鈥檇 deal with being in the fire of war, so this interests me. And, once again, Geraldine Brooks鈥檚 unflinching fiction has enhanced my understanding of myself and true, complex history where nobody is all good or all bad. It鈥檚 a hard place to stay for us humans, but Brooks makes it inevitable.
March is the story of the father, Mr. March, in Little Women, which I have not read. I recall my nursery school teacher reading it to our class during naptime (ca. 1955) and I either fell asleep or spaced out every time she began so I never heard a word of it. Similarly, over the years I鈥檝e tried to watch several movies of the book and failed to stay with them. But I had no problem staying riveted to Brooks鈥檚 book.
She makes you live the pain and dichotomies during the Civil War. Nothing is simple. Everything feels true. And in her Afterword, Brooks explains her research and more:
It was in researching the role of New England clergy that I became intrigued with the story of the contraband [enslaved people who are 鈥渓iberated鈥漖 and the North鈥檚 mixed record of high idealism, negligence, and outright cruelty.
In a further back-of-book section, A Conversation with Geraldine Brooks, she recounts that while living in a small town in Virginia that was steeped in Civil War artifacts, she found herself pondering 鈥渢he moral challenges the war presented for [the people], [and] that kindled my interest in imagining an idealist adrift in that war.鈥�
I鈥檓 an idealist and I have no idea how I鈥檇 deal with being in the fire of war, so this interests me. And, once again, Geraldine Brooks鈥檚 unflinching fiction has enhanced my understanding of myself and true, complex history where nobody is all good or all bad. It鈥檚 a hard place to stay for us humans, but Brooks makes it inevitable.
May 22, 2020
I do know and very much also realise that technically speaking, Geraldine Brooks' March is not really and actually either a sequel or a prequel to Louisa May Alcott's Little Women, but rather an adult-oriented historical fiction novel specifically focusing on the US Civil War. However, because Ms. Brooks has indeed and deliberately used Louisa May Alcott's Little Women characters, because she has used the fictional March family of Little Women as the main protagonists in March, many of us who have read and loved Little Women over the years (and indeed, often since our childhood) will of course try and desire to make the connections, will expect Geraldine Brooks' March family to correspond to Louisa May Alcott's March family. And thus and yes, as soon as I started reading March and realised that in particular Mrs. March and Mr. March are actually and uncomfortably very much differently presented (and totally negatively so, at that) by Geraldine Brooks compared to how both Papa March and Marmee are shown by Louisa May Alcott in Little Women, I very quickly lost any and all interest and became so annoyed with my reading experience that yes, I decided to abandon March and to consider it yet another did not and could not finish book (and I actually even toyed with casting March into the garbage, so annoyed and furiously disappointed was I).
For honestly and infuriatingly for me, even though in Little Women Marmee does repeatedly mention to Jo that she and much like Jo has always had a bit of a temper, the depicted in March often raging and generally really nastily bitter and even quite majorly foul-spoken Mrs. March that Geraldine Brooks presents to her readers is in my opinion in no way even remotely close to and like Marmee and is actually even someone whom I for one could and would only despise and feel major animosity for (not to mention that Geraldine Brooks' Mr. March is also basically much too too negative for my tastes and as such also not really akin to how Louisa May Alcott presents the pater familias in Little Women). And while the depiction of the father in March might (I guess) actually be closer to Bronson Alcott (how Bronson Alcott was in real life, and how he often made his family's life a proverbially living hell), well, in my opinion, if Geraldine Brooks is going to be using the actual characters of Little Women in her story, then they really and truly should for the most part be similar to and not so horribly different from how Louisa May Alcott has depicted and shown the March family as being.
For honestly and infuriatingly for me, even though in Little Women Marmee does repeatedly mention to Jo that she and much like Jo has always had a bit of a temper, the depicted in March often raging and generally really nastily bitter and even quite majorly foul-spoken Mrs. March that Geraldine Brooks presents to her readers is in my opinion in no way even remotely close to and like Marmee and is actually even someone whom I for one could and would only despise and feel major animosity for (not to mention that Geraldine Brooks' Mr. March is also basically much too too negative for my tastes and as such also not really akin to how Louisa May Alcott presents the pater familias in Little Women). And while the depiction of the father in March might (I guess) actually be closer to Bronson Alcott (how Bronson Alcott was in real life, and how he often made his family's life a proverbially living hell), well, in my opinion, if Geraldine Brooks is going to be using the actual characters of Little Women in her story, then they really and truly should for the most part be similar to and not so horribly different from how Louisa May Alcott has depicted and shown the March family as being.
February 20, 2015
You read a book and its complexities will devour you and leave you unable to describe the feeling. There is not much I can say here. Complex characters, complex story, a complex timeframe, embodied within graceful prose. Enough narrative distance to create objectivity. Gut-wrenching. Soul-searching.
There is March, the main character, an abolitionist, who leaves his family to join the American Civil War as a chaplain. Then again, March is but a speck in the book, as there is an intricate plot which surrounds him. Through March, the brutal side of war is shown. Still, there is love and love letters to add to the beauty of the plot. There are the horrors of slavery mentioned, horrific scenes that made my insides crawl. Another stamp on history, this book (which uses fact as a scaffold) for a race that has endured unspeakable crimes.
All this, told with the charm of historical language and modeled after the classic, Little Women . Since the classic was about how a year lived at the "edge of war" changed the characters of those little women, Brooks wanted to give the father a voice he never had. How was he changed? What did he see? How did his view of the human race get altered? The result is stunning.
There is March, the main character, an abolitionist, who leaves his family to join the American Civil War as a chaplain. Then again, March is but a speck in the book, as there is an intricate plot which surrounds him. Through March, the brutal side of war is shown. Still, there is love and love letters to add to the beauty of the plot. There are the horrors of slavery mentioned, horrific scenes that made my insides crawl. Another stamp on history, this book (which uses fact as a scaffold) for a race that has endured unspeakable crimes.
All this, told with the charm of historical language and modeled after the classic, Little Women . Since the classic was about how a year lived at the "edge of war" changed the characters of those little women, Brooks wanted to give the father a voice he never had. How was he changed? What did he see? How did his view of the human race get altered? The result is stunning.
Daylight. Still, at last. Underneath me, leaves. Above, a blur of branches. My eyes focused on a single leaf, turned before its time. Scarlet and gold. The color throbbed against a sky of brilliant blue. All that beauty. That immensity. And it will exist, even when I am not here to look at it. Marmee will see it, still. And my little women. That, I suppose, is the meaning of grace. Grace.
September 6, 2018
" 賰丕賳鬲 毓賲鬲賷 毓賱賷 丨賯 毓賳丿賲丕 兀卮丕乇鬲 亘兀賳 賲賷丿丕賳 丕賱賲毓乇賰丞 賵賴匕賴 丕賱賲賴賲丞 丕賱丿賷賳賷丞 丕賱鬲賷 兀賯賵賲 亘賴丕 賱丕 鬲賳丕爻亘 亘兀賷 丨丕賱 賲賳 丕賱兀丨賵丕賱 乇噩賱丕賸 賮賷 賲孬賱 爻賳賷 賮賷 丕賱兀乇亘毓賷賳賷丕鬲 賲賳 毓賲乇賴 . 賴匕丕 丕賱賲賰丕賳 賱丕 賷賳丕爻亘 乇噩賱丕賸 賷鬲毓丕賲賱 賷賵賲賷丕賸 賲毓 丕賱賰賱賲丕鬲 貙 賵賷丿禺賱 賮賷 爻亘丕賯 丕賱賰賱丕賲 賵丕賱廿賯賳丕毓 貙 賴匕丕 丕賱賲賰丕賳 賱賷爻 賲賰丕賳丕賸 賷鬲爻丕亘賯 賮賷賴 丕賱賲乇亍 亘賵爻丕卅賱 丕賱賱睾丞 賵丕賱廿賯賳丕毓 貙 廿賳賲丕 賲賰丕賳 丕賱爻亘丕賯 賮賷賴 賷賰賵賳 爻亘丕賯 丕賱丿賲 "
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丕賴 貙 賲丕 賴匕丕 丕賱匕賷 賯乇兀鬲 責
賴賱 賴賵 丕賱毓賲賱 丕賱匕賷 廿賳鬲馗乇鬲 丿賵賲丕賸 兀賳 兀賯賵賱 毓賳賴 兀賳賴 丕賱兀毓馗賲 貙 兀賲 丕賱兀賰孬乇 鬲賰丕賲賱丕賸 貙 兀賲 賰賱丕賴賲丕 責
賲賳 噩丿賷丿 賱丕 賷禺匕賱賳賷 丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱兀賲乇賷賰賷 貙 禺氐賵氐丕賸 丨賷賳賲丕 賷鬲毓賱賯 丕賱兀賲乇 廿匕賳 亘丕賱丨乇亘 賵丕賱毓亘賵丿賷丞 賵丕賱噩賳爻 丕賱兀爻賵丿 賵賴賵 丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱匕賷 兀賰賵賳 卮睾賵賮丕賸 亘丕賱賯乇丕亍丞 賮賷 兀丿亘賴 兀賵 賲丕 賷購賰鬲亘 毓賳賴 貙 賮賴賲 亘丕賱賮毓賱 賲賲賷夭賵賳 貙 賮丕賱賰賱丕賲 毓賳賴賲 賵賲賳賴賲 丿丕卅賲丕賸 賲賮毓賲 亘丕賱丨亘 賵丕賱兀賲賱 賵丕賱兀賱賲 貙 賵賷禺乇噩 兀乇賯賷 賲丕 亘丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賵兀爻賲丕賴 賲賳 賲卮丕毓乇
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丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱賳爻賵賷 賲賳 噩丿賷丿 賷孬亘鬲 兀賳賴 乇丕卅毓 貙 賵丨賯丕賸 兀賳 丕賱兀賳孬賷 鬲賰鬲亘 亘丨乇賵賮 乇賯賷賯丞 賵卮丕毓乇賷丞 鬲賲爻 丕賱賯賱亘 貙 賵鬲鬲乇賰 丕賱兀賱賲 賲賲夭賵噩丕賸 亘丕賱兀賲賱
毓賱賷 毓賰爻 兀丿亘 丕賱乇噩丕賱 賮賴賵 丨賷賳賲丕 賷鬲丨丿孬 毓賳 賲毓丕賳丕丞 賷鬲乇賰 丕賱兀賱賲 賲賲夭賵噩丕賸 亘丕賱賲賵鬲 賵丕賱鬲賵賯 廿賱賷 丕賱廿賳鬲丨丕乇
" 賲丕乇鬲卮 "
賱賷爻鬲 乇賵丕賷丞 鬲賯賱賷丿賷丞 毓賳 丕賱丨乇亘 賵丕賱丿賲 賵丕賱乇氐丕氐 貙 兀賳賴丕 賲賳 丕賱賯賱丕卅賱 丕賱鬲賷 鬲囟毓 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 鬲丨鬲 丕賱賲賷賰乇賵爻賰賵亘 賮賷 丕賱賲賵丕賯賮 丕賱卮丿賷丿丞 賵丕賱氐毓亘丞
賴賷 乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 丕賱賳賮爻 丕賱亘卮乇賷丞 賮賷 丕賱賲賯丕賲 丕賱兀賵賱 貙 賵賲丕 賷氐賷亘 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賲賳 廿囟胤乇丕亘 鬲丨鬲 丕賱馗乇賵賮 丕賱賲禺鬲賱賮丞 貙 兀賳賴丕 乇賵丕賷丞 丿賵爻鬲賵賷賮爻賰賷丞 丨賷孬 鬲鬲賲賷夭 賮賷賴丕 亘丕賱乇賵丨 丕賱賲爻賷丨賷丞 丕賱賲爻丕賱锟斤拷丞 貙 賵丕賱賲孬锟斤拷 賵丕賱賯賷賲 丕賱鬲賷 鬲丿毓賵 廿賱賷賴丕 丕賱賲爻賷丨賷丞 貙 丨賷賳賲丕 鬲氐胤丿賲 廿匕丕賸 丕賱鬲噩乇亘丞 丕賱毓賲賱賷丞 賱賱亘卮乇 貙 賵賲丕 賷氐賷亘賴丕 賲賳 噩賲賵丿 賵賰賵賳賴丕 賲噩乇丿 賳氐賵氐 賮賷 丕賱廿賳噩賷賱 丕賱賲賯丿爻 賮賯胤 貙 賵賱賷爻鬲 賮賷 賯賱賵亘 丕賱亘卮乇 兀賳賮爻賴賲
乇賵丕賷丞 賱賷爻鬲 賮賯胤 鬲賯賮 囟丿 丕賱毓賳氐乇賷丞 貙 賵賱賰賳賴丕 鬲賯賮 囟丿 丕賱賲孬丕賱賷丞 丕賱亘卮乇賷丞 貙 賮兀賷賳 丕賱賲孬丕賱賷丞 賵賰賷賮 賱賴丕 兀賳 鬲鬲丨賯賯 胤丕賱賲丕 兀賳 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賴賵 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 責
匕賱賰 丕賱賯爻 - 賲丕乇鬲卮 - 丕賱鬲賷 鬲氐丕乇毓賴 賳賮爻賴 亘賷賳 丕賱丿賷賳 賵丕賱丿賳賷丕 貙 亘賷賳 丕賱賵丕噩亘 賵丕賱賵丕賯毓 貙 亘賷賳 丕賱丨亘 賵丕賱亘賷鬲 賵丕賱夭賵噩丞 賵丕賱毓丕卅賱丞 賵丕賱禺賷丕賳丞
賱賵 賰賳鬲 鬲鬲胤賱毓 廿賱賷 賯乇丕亍丞 乇賵丕賷丞 鬲鬲丨丿孬 毓賳 丕賱丨乇亘 賮兀賳鬲 禺丕胤卅 貙 廿賳賴丕 乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 丕賱噩賳賵丿 - 丕賱亘卮乇 - 賵兀賳賴丕 鬲囟毓賰 丿丕卅賲丕賸 賮賷 禺胤 乇賮賷毓 亘賷賳 丕賱禺賷乇 賵丕賱卮乇 貙 賮兀賳鬲 鬲卮毓乇 兀賳 賲丕 賷丿賵乇 賲賳 亘卮丕毓丞 賵賮馗丕毓丞 賴賷 賱賷爻鬲 賵賱賷丿丞 禺賷丕賱 丕賱賯賱賲 貙 亘賱 兀卮賷丕亍 乇亘賲丕 鬲乇鬲賰亘賴丕 丕賳鬲 賱賵 鬲乇亘賷鬲 賲孬賱賲丕 鬲乇亘賷 賴丐賱丕亍 丕賱亘卮乇 毓賱賷 丕賱匕賱 賵丕賱禺賳賵毓 賵丕賱賰乇丕賴賷丞 賵丕賱丿賵賳賷丞 貙 鬲噩毓賱賰 鬲鬲兀孬乇 亘毓賯賱賷丞 丕賱乇噩賱 丕賱兀亘賷囟 鬲丕乇丞 賵鬲賯鬲賳毓 亘賳馗乇鬲賴 廿賱賷 丕賱毓亘丿 丕賱兀爻賵丿 賵賲丕 賷鬲胤賱毓 廿賱賷 氐賳丕毓鬲賴 貙 賵鬲噩毓賱賰 鬲鬲賵丨丿 鬲丕乇丞 兀禺乇賷 賲毓 丨丕賱丞 丕賱毓亘丿 丕賱兀爻賵丿 賵鬲卮毓賱 賳丕乇 丕賱孬賵乇丞 賮賷 賯賱亘賰 賵丕賱睾囟亘 貙 丕賴 貙 兀賷 兀爻賱賵亘 賲鬲賲賰賳 鬲鬲賲賱賰賷賳賴 賷丕 噩賷乇丕賱丿賷賳 貙 賲丕 賰賱 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵毓丞 賵丕賱賯丿乇丞 毓賱賷 爻亘乇 丕賱兀睾賵丕乇 貙 賵丕賱鬲賲賰賳 丕賱賲丿賴卮 賮賷 鬲氐賵賷乇 丕賱兀賱賲 賵丕賱毓匕丕亘 賵丕賱丿賲 賵丕賱毓賮賵賳丞 賵丕賱賮賯乇 賵丕賱毓賵夭 賵丕賱孬乇丕亍 賵丨亘 丕賱賲毓乇賮丞 賵丕賱孬賯丕賮丞 賵丨賷丕丞 丕賱賰鬲亘 貙 賵丕賱賰鬲亘 賵丕賱賲賰丕鬲亘 貙 賮賴賷 丨賷賳賲丕 鬲禺鬲丕乇 鬲丨爻賳 廿禺鬲賷丕乇 丕賱鬲毓丕亘賷乇
賮賴賷 鬲賯賵賱 兀賳賴丕 馗賳鬲 丕賳 丕賱噩賳丞 毓亘丕乇丞 毓賳 賲賰鬲亘丞 貙 賵賰賲 賲爻 賴匕丕 丕賱鬲毓亘賷乇 賯賱亘賷 賵賯賱亘 賲賳 賷賯乇兀賵賳 賮賲賳 賲賳丕 賱丕 賷馗賳 兀賳 丕賱噩賳丞 毓亘丕乇丞 毓賳 賲賰鬲亘丞 賰亘賷乇丞 賮賷賴丕 賲賳 賰賱 賲丕 賳賮爻賳丕 賳賯乇兀 亘賴 ..
賵賯丿 兀噩丕丿鬲 丕賱鬲毓亘賷乇 毓賳 賲禺賱賮丕鬲 丕賱丨乇亘 賵賲丕 鬲爻亘亘賴 賲賳 丿賲丕乇 賵賲賵鬲 賵廿賳鬲丨丕乇 賱乇賵丨 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳
丕賱賰孬賷乇 賲賳 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 丕賱鬲賷 兀丨亘 兀賳 兀賯賵賱賴丕 賵賱賰賳 鬲囟賷毓 賵爻胤 廿賲鬲夭丕噩 毓丕胤賮鬲賷 賵丨亘賷 賱鬲賱賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘賯丿乇鬲賷 丕賱毓賯賱賷丞 毓賱賷 丕賱賰鬲丕亘丞 賮賱鬲毓匕乇賵丕 賰賵賳賷 爻賰乇丕賳丕賸 亘噩賲丕賱賴丕 .
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" 廿賳 鬲囟丨賷丞 賲孬賱 賴匕賴 丕賱鬲賷 賷賯賵賲 亘賴丕 賷胤賱賯 毓賱賷賴丕 丕賱毓丕賱賲 毓賲賱丕賸 賳亘賷賱丕賸 賱賰賳 賴匕丕 丕賱毓丕賱賲 賱賳 賷爻丕毓丿賳賷 賮賷 兀賳 兀賯賵賲 亘噩賲毓 賲丕 丨胤賲鬲賴 賵賰爻乇鬲賴 丕賱丨乇亘 "
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丕賱兀賳 兀乇賷丿 兀賳 兀鬲丨丿孬 毓賳 丕賱亘賳丕亍 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷 賮賷 賳賯丕胤 爻乇賷毓丞 賵賱賰賳 兀賵賱丕賸 賷噩亘 丕賱孬賳丕亍 毓賱賷 丕賱鬲乇噩賲丞 丕賱賲鬲賲賷夭丞 丕賱鬲賷 兀毓鬲賯丿 兀賳賴丕 賱賵 賯乇兀鬲賴丕 噩賷乇丕賱丿賷賳 賱兀丨爻鬲 丕賳 丕賱鬲乇噩賲丞 賮丕賯鬲 丕賱賱睾丞 丕賱兀氐賱賷丞 噩賲丕賱丕賸 ,
廿爻鬲胤丕毓鬲 丕賱賰鬲丕亘丞 噩丿丕賸 賲賳 廿丨賰丕賲 丕賱丨亘賰丞 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷丞 貙 賵囟亘胤 丕賱爻乇丿 亘賲丕 賷賯鬲賱 丕賱乇鬲丕亘丞 賵丕賱廿胤賳丕亘 丕賱匕賷 賱丕 賷爻賲賳 賵賱丕 賷睾賳賷 賲賳 噩賵毓 ..
賰賲丕 兀賳 丕賱毓賳丕賵賷賳 丕賱鬲賷 丕禺鬲丕乇鬲賴丕 賱賮氐賵賱 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賰賲 賰丕賳鬲 噩賲賷賱丞 賵賲毓亘乇丞 毓賳 噩賵賴乇 賰賱 賮氐賱 ..
賵胤乇賷賯丞 丕賱毓乇囟 丕賱鬲賷 噩丕亍鬲 乇丕卅毓丞 毓賳 胤乇賷賯 兀夭賲賳丞 鬲鬲賯丕胤毓 貙 賮賴賰匕丕 賷賮毓賱 丕賱噩賳丿賷 丨賯丕賸 貙 賵賴賵 賮賷 賲賷丕丿賷賳 丕賱賲毓乇賰丞 賮賷 賵賯鬲 丕賱乇丕丨丞 賱丕 賷賮毓賱 卮卅 爻賵賷 兀賳 賷鬲匕賰乇 丕賱賲丕囟賷 賵丨賷丕鬲賴 丕賱丨賯賷賯賷丞 貙 賱賴匕丕 毓乇囟鬲 賱賳丕 丕賱賰丕鬲亘丞 丨賷丕丞 丕賱亘胤賱 賮賷 鬲賯丕胤毓 賲毓 兀丨丿丕孬 丕賱丨乇亘 賮賷 卮賰賱 匕賰乇賷丕鬲 ..
亘乇毓鬲 兀賷囟丕賸 賮賷 廿囟賮丕亍 丕賱兀亘毓丕丿 丕賱賳賮爻賷丞 賵鬲賵囟賷丨 丕賱兀賴丿丕賮 賵丕賱兀賮賰丕乇 丕賱禺丕氐丞 亘賰賱 卮禺氐賷丞 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 ..
賰賲丕 兀賳 兀爻賱賵亘 丕賱鬲賳丕賵賱 賮賷 丕賱丨賰賷 丕賱匕賷 丨丿孬 亘賷賳 賲丕乇鬲卮 賵夭賵噩鬲賴 兀囟賮賷 毓賱賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲鬲毓丞 賵卮賰賱 賵胤乇賷賯丞 丨賰賷 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 乇丕卅毓丞 貙 賮廿賳 兀賴賲 賵兀噩賲賱 賲丕 亘丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 兀賳賴 賱丕 兀丨丿 賷丨賰賷 賱賰 貙 賵賱賰賳賴丕 丕賱卮禺氐賷丕鬲 鬲鬲丨丿孬 毓賳 賳賮爻賴丕 亘賳賮爻賴丕 貙 賵鬲乇賷 丕賱丨賰丕賷丞 賲賳 亘購毓丿賷賳 賵卮禺氐賷賳 賵賵噩賴鬲賷賳 賲禺鬲賱賮賷賳
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廿賳 鬲賰賱賲鬲 賮廿賳 賰賱丕賲賷 賱丕 賷賮賷 貙 賵廿賳 禺賷乇 賲丕 賷購賯丕賱 毓賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賱廿毓胤丕卅賴丕 丨賯賴丕 賴賵 兀賳 兀賳氐丨賰 賮賯胤 亘賯乇丕卅鬲賴丕 賵兀鬲乇賰 賱賰 兀賳 鬲毓賷卮 丕賱鬲噩乇亘丞 亘賳賮爻賰 賰丕賲賱丞 賲賰賲賱丞
賵賴匕丕 賰賱 卮卅 !
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" 賱賯丿 賯賱鬲 賱賴 丕賳 賷匕賴亘 賱賲 兀亘賰 毓賱賷 賮乇丕賯賳丕 賱賯丿 賯賱鬲 廿賳賳賷 兀亘匕賱 賲丕 賮賷 賵爻毓賷 賱賱亘賱丿 丕賱匕賷 兀丨亘賴 賵賱賲 兀匕乇賮 丕賱丿賲毓 廿賱賷 兀賳 乇丨賱 賵賱賰賳賳賷 匕乇賮鬲 丕賱丿賲毓 賵兀賳丕 亘賲賮乇丿賷 貙 賱賯丿 賯賱鬲 賱賱賮鬲賷丕鬲 賱丕 丨賯 賱賳丕 賮賷 兀賳 賳卮賰賵 毓賳丿賲丕 賷亘匕賱 賰賱 賵丕丨丿 賲賳丕 賵丕噩亘賴 賮賮賷 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 爻賵賮 賳賰賵賳 噩賲賷毓賳丕 爻毓丿丕亍 亘賲丕 賯賲賳丕 亘賴 貙 賰丕賳鬲 鬲賱賰 賰賱賲丕鬲
賲噩乇丿 賰賱賲丕鬲 賮丕乇睾丞 賮賷 匕賱賰 丕賱賵賯鬲 賵賴賷 賮丕乇睾丞 兀賷囟丕賸 丕賱丕賳 貙 賮兀賷 爻毓丕丿丞 廿匕丕 丕丨鬲囟乇 賴賳丕 賮賷 匕賱賰 丕賱賲賰丕賳 丕賱賰卅賷亘 責 賵兀賷 爻毓丕丿丞 廿匕丕 鬲賲丕孬賱 賱賱卮賮丕亍 責 "
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丕賴 貙 賲丕 賴匕丕 丕賱匕賷 賯乇兀鬲 責
賴賱 賴賵 丕賱毓賲賱 丕賱匕賷 廿賳鬲馗乇鬲 丿賵賲丕賸 兀賳 兀賯賵賱 毓賳賴 兀賳賴 丕賱兀毓馗賲 貙 兀賲 丕賱兀賰孬乇 鬲賰丕賲賱丕賸 貙 兀賲 賰賱丕賴賲丕 責
賲賳 噩丿賷丿 賱丕 賷禺匕賱賳賷 丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱兀賲乇賷賰賷 貙 禺氐賵氐丕賸 丨賷賳賲丕 賷鬲毓賱賯 丕賱兀賲乇 廿匕賳 亘丕賱丨乇亘 賵丕賱毓亘賵丿賷丞 賵丕賱噩賳爻 丕賱兀爻賵丿 賵賴賵 丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱匕賷 兀賰賵賳 卮睾賵賮丕賸 亘丕賱賯乇丕亍丞 賮賷 兀丿亘賴 兀賵 賲丕 賷購賰鬲亘 毓賳賴 貙 賮賴賲 亘丕賱賮毓賱 賲賲賷夭賵賳 貙 賮丕賱賰賱丕賲 毓賳賴賲 賵賲賳賴賲 丿丕卅賲丕賸 賲賮毓賲 亘丕賱丨亘 賵丕賱兀賲賱 賵丕賱兀賱賲 貙 賵賷禺乇噩 兀乇賯賷 賲丕 亘丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賵兀爻賲丕賴 賲賳 賲卮丕毓乇
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丕賱兀丿亘 丕賱賳爻賵賷 賲賳 噩丿賷丿 賷孬亘鬲 兀賳賴 乇丕卅毓 貙 賵丨賯丕賸 兀賳 丕賱兀賳孬賷 鬲賰鬲亘 亘丨乇賵賮 乇賯賷賯丞 賵卮丕毓乇賷丞 鬲賲爻 丕賱賯賱亘 貙 賵鬲鬲乇賰 丕賱兀賱賲 賲賲夭賵噩丕賸 亘丕賱兀賲賱
毓賱賷 毓賰爻 兀丿亘 丕賱乇噩丕賱 賮賴賵 丨賷賳賲丕 賷鬲丨丿孬 毓賳 賲毓丕賳丕丞 賷鬲乇賰 丕賱兀賱賲 賲賲夭賵噩丕賸 亘丕賱賲賵鬲 賵丕賱鬲賵賯 廿賱賷 丕賱廿賳鬲丨丕乇
" 賲丕乇鬲卮 "
賱賷爻鬲 乇賵丕賷丞 鬲賯賱賷丿賷丞 毓賳 丕賱丨乇亘 賵丕賱丿賲 賵丕賱乇氐丕氐 貙 兀賳賴丕 賲賳 丕賱賯賱丕卅賱 丕賱鬲賷 鬲囟毓 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 鬲丨鬲 丕賱賲賷賰乇賵爻賰賵亘 賮賷 丕賱賲賵丕賯賮 丕賱卮丿賷丿丞 賵丕賱氐毓亘丞
賴賷 乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 丕賱賳賮爻 丕賱亘卮乇賷丞 賮賷 丕賱賲賯丕賲 丕賱兀賵賱 貙 賵賲丕 賷氐賷亘 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賲賳 廿囟胤乇丕亘 鬲丨鬲 丕賱馗乇賵賮 丕賱賲禺鬲賱賮丞 貙 兀賳賴丕 乇賵丕賷丞 丿賵爻鬲賵賷賮爻賰賷丞 丨賷孬 鬲鬲賲賷夭 賮賷賴丕 亘丕賱乇賵丨 丕賱賲爻賷丨賷丞 丕賱賲爻丕賱锟斤拷丞 貙 賵丕賱賲孬锟斤拷 賵丕賱賯賷賲 丕賱鬲賷 鬲丿毓賵 廿賱賷賴丕 丕賱賲爻賷丨賷丞 貙 丨賷賳賲丕 鬲氐胤丿賲 廿匕丕賸 丕賱鬲噩乇亘丞 丕賱毓賲賱賷丞 賱賱亘卮乇 貙 賵賲丕 賷氐賷亘賴丕 賲賳 噩賲賵丿 賵賰賵賳賴丕 賲噩乇丿 賳氐賵氐 賮賷 丕賱廿賳噩賷賱 丕賱賲賯丿爻 賮賯胤 貙 賵賱賷爻鬲 賮賷 賯賱賵亘 丕賱亘卮乇 兀賳賮爻賴賲
乇賵丕賷丞 賱賷爻鬲 賮賯胤 鬲賯賮 囟丿 丕賱毓賳氐乇賷丞 貙 賵賱賰賳賴丕 鬲賯賮 囟丿 丕賱賲孬丕賱賷丞 丕賱亘卮乇賷丞 貙 賮兀賷賳 丕賱賲孬丕賱賷丞 賵賰賷賮 賱賴丕 兀賳 鬲鬲丨賯賯 胤丕賱賲丕 兀賳 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賴賵 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 責
匕賱賰 丕賱賯爻 - 賲丕乇鬲卮 - 丕賱鬲賷 鬲氐丕乇毓賴 賳賮爻賴 亘賷賳 丕賱丿賷賳 賵丕賱丿賳賷丕 貙 亘賷賳 丕賱賵丕噩亘 賵丕賱賵丕賯毓 貙 亘賷賳 丕賱丨亘 賵丕賱亘賷鬲 賵丕賱夭賵噩丞 賵丕賱毓丕卅賱丞 賵丕賱禺賷丕賳丞
賱賵 賰賳鬲 鬲鬲胤賱毓 廿賱賷 賯乇丕亍丞 乇賵丕賷丞 鬲鬲丨丿孬 毓賳 丕賱丨乇亘 賮兀賳鬲 禺丕胤卅 貙 廿賳賴丕 乇賵丕賷丞 毓賳 丕賱噩賳賵丿 - 丕賱亘卮乇 - 賵兀賳賴丕 鬲囟毓賰 丿丕卅賲丕賸 賮賷 禺胤 乇賮賷毓 亘賷賳 丕賱禺賷乇 賵丕賱卮乇 貙 賮兀賳鬲 鬲卮毓乇 兀賳 賲丕 賷丿賵乇 賲賳 亘卮丕毓丞 賵賮馗丕毓丞 賴賷 賱賷爻鬲 賵賱賷丿丞 禺賷丕賱 丕賱賯賱賲 貙 亘賱 兀卮賷丕亍 乇亘賲丕 鬲乇鬲賰亘賴丕 丕賳鬲 賱賵 鬲乇亘賷鬲 賲孬賱賲丕 鬲乇亘賷 賴丐賱丕亍 丕賱亘卮乇 毓賱賷 丕賱匕賱 賵丕賱禺賳賵毓 賵丕賱賰乇丕賴賷丞 賵丕賱丿賵賳賷丞 貙 鬲噩毓賱賰 鬲鬲兀孬乇 亘毓賯賱賷丞 丕賱乇噩賱 丕賱兀亘賷囟 鬲丕乇丞 賵鬲賯鬲賳毓 亘賳馗乇鬲賴 廿賱賷 丕賱毓亘丿 丕賱兀爻賵丿 賵賲丕 賷鬲胤賱毓 廿賱賷 氐賳丕毓鬲賴 貙 賵鬲噩毓賱賰 鬲鬲賵丨丿 鬲丕乇丞 兀禺乇賷 賲毓 丨丕賱丞 丕賱毓亘丿 丕賱兀爻賵丿 賵鬲卮毓賱 賳丕乇 丕賱孬賵乇丞 賮賷 賯賱亘賰 賵丕賱睾囟亘 貙 丕賴 貙 兀賷 兀爻賱賵亘 賲鬲賲賰賳 鬲鬲賲賱賰賷賳賴 賷丕 噩賷乇丕賱丿賷賳 貙 賲丕 賰賱 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵毓丞 賵丕賱賯丿乇丞 毓賱賷 爻亘乇 丕賱兀睾賵丕乇 貙 賵丕賱鬲賲賰賳 丕賱賲丿賴卮 賮賷 鬲氐賵賷乇 丕賱兀賱賲 賵丕賱毓匕丕亘 賵丕賱丿賲 賵丕賱毓賮賵賳丞 賵丕賱賮賯乇 賵丕賱毓賵夭 賵丕賱孬乇丕亍 賵丨亘 丕賱賲毓乇賮丞 賵丕賱孬賯丕賮丞 賵丨賷丕丞 丕賱賰鬲亘 貙 賵丕賱賰鬲亘 賵丕賱賲賰丕鬲亘 貙 賮賴賷 丨賷賳賲丕 鬲禺鬲丕乇 鬲丨爻賳 廿禺鬲賷丕乇 丕賱鬲毓丕亘賷乇
賮賴賷 鬲賯賵賱 兀賳賴丕 馗賳鬲 丕賳 丕賱噩賳丞 毓亘丕乇丞 毓賳 賲賰鬲亘丞 貙 賵賰賲 賲爻 賴匕丕 丕賱鬲毓亘賷乇 賯賱亘賷 賵賯賱亘 賲賳 賷賯乇兀賵賳 賮賲賳 賲賳丕 賱丕 賷馗賳 兀賳 丕賱噩賳丞 毓亘丕乇丞 毓賳 賲賰鬲亘丞 賰亘賷乇丞 賮賷賴丕 賲賳 賰賱 賲丕 賳賮爻賳丕 賳賯乇兀 亘賴 ..
賵賯丿 兀噩丕丿鬲 丕賱鬲毓亘賷乇 毓賳 賲禺賱賮丕鬲 丕賱丨乇亘 賵賲丕 鬲爻亘亘賴 賲賳 丿賲丕乇 賵賲賵鬲 賵廿賳鬲丨丕乇 賱乇賵丨 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳
丕賱賰孬賷乇 賲賳 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 丕賱鬲賷 兀丨亘 兀賳 兀賯賵賱賴丕 賵賱賰賳 鬲囟賷毓 賵爻胤 廿賲鬲夭丕噩 毓丕胤賮鬲賷 賵丨亘賷 賱鬲賱賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 亘賯丿乇鬲賷 丕賱毓賯賱賷丞 毓賱賷 丕賱賰鬲丕亘丞 賮賱鬲毓匕乇賵丕 賰賵賳賷 爻賰乇丕賳丕賸 亘噩賲丕賱賴丕 .
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" 廿賳 鬲囟丨賷丞 賲孬賱 賴匕賴 丕賱鬲賷 賷賯賵賲 亘賴丕 賷胤賱賯 毓賱賷賴丕 丕賱毓丕賱賲 毓賲賱丕賸 賳亘賷賱丕賸 賱賰賳 賴匕丕 丕賱毓丕賱賲 賱賳 賷爻丕毓丿賳賷 賮賷 兀賳 兀賯賵賲 亘噩賲毓 賲丕 丨胤賲鬲賴 賵賰爻乇鬲賴 丕賱丨乇亘 "
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丕賱兀賳 兀乇賷丿 兀賳 兀鬲丨丿孬 毓賳 丕賱亘賳丕亍 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷 賮賷 賳賯丕胤 爻乇賷毓丞 賵賱賰賳 兀賵賱丕賸 賷噩亘 丕賱孬賳丕亍 毓賱賷 丕賱鬲乇噩賲丞 丕賱賲鬲賲賷夭丞 丕賱鬲賷 兀毓鬲賯丿 兀賳賴丕 賱賵 賯乇兀鬲賴丕 噩賷乇丕賱丿賷賳 賱兀丨爻鬲 丕賳 丕賱鬲乇噩賲丞 賮丕賯鬲 丕賱賱睾丞 丕賱兀氐賱賷丞 噩賲丕賱丕賸 ,
廿爻鬲胤丕毓鬲 丕賱賰鬲丕亘丞 噩丿丕賸 賲賳 廿丨賰丕賲 丕賱丨亘賰丞 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷丞 貙 賵囟亘胤 丕賱爻乇丿 亘賲丕 賷賯鬲賱 丕賱乇鬲丕亘丞 賵丕賱廿胤賳丕亘 丕賱匕賷 賱丕 賷爻賲賳 賵賱丕 賷睾賳賷 賲賳 噩賵毓 ..
賰賲丕 兀賳 丕賱毓賳丕賵賷賳 丕賱鬲賷 丕禺鬲丕乇鬲賴丕 賱賮氐賵賱 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賰賲 賰丕賳鬲 噩賲賷賱丞 賵賲毓亘乇丞 毓賳 噩賵賴乇 賰賱 賮氐賱 ..
賵胤乇賷賯丞 丕賱毓乇囟 丕賱鬲賷 噩丕亍鬲 乇丕卅毓丞 毓賳 胤乇賷賯 兀夭賲賳丞 鬲鬲賯丕胤毓 貙 賮賴賰匕丕 賷賮毓賱 丕賱噩賳丿賷 丨賯丕賸 貙 賵賴賵 賮賷 賲賷丕丿賷賳 丕賱賲毓乇賰丞 賮賷 賵賯鬲 丕賱乇丕丨丞 賱丕 賷賮毓賱 卮卅 爻賵賷 兀賳 賷鬲匕賰乇 丕賱賲丕囟賷 賵丨賷丕鬲賴 丕賱丨賯賷賯賷丞 貙 賱賴匕丕 毓乇囟鬲 賱賳丕 丕賱賰丕鬲亘丞 丨賷丕丞 丕賱亘胤賱 賮賷 鬲賯丕胤毓 賲毓 兀丨丿丕孬 丕賱丨乇亘 賮賷 卮賰賱 匕賰乇賷丕鬲 ..
亘乇毓鬲 兀賷囟丕賸 賮賷 廿囟賮丕亍 丕賱兀亘毓丕丿 丕賱賳賮爻賷丞 賵鬲賵囟賷丨 丕賱兀賴丿丕賮 賵丕賱兀賮賰丕乇 丕賱禺丕氐丞 亘賰賱 卮禺氐賷丞 賮賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 ..
賰賲丕 兀賳 兀爻賱賵亘 丕賱鬲賳丕賵賱 賮賷 丕賱丨賰賷 丕賱匕賷 丨丿孬 亘賷賳 賲丕乇鬲卮 賵夭賵噩鬲賴 兀囟賮賷 毓賱賷 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲鬲毓丞 賵卮賰賱 賵胤乇賷賯丞 丨賰賷 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 乇丕卅毓丞 貙 賮廿賳 兀賴賲 賵兀噩賲賱 賲丕 亘丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 兀賳賴 賱丕 兀丨丿 賷丨賰賷 賱賰 貙 賵賱賰賳賴丕 丕賱卮禺氐賷丕鬲 鬲鬲丨丿孬 毓賳 賳賮爻賴丕 亘賳賮爻賴丕 貙 賵鬲乇賷 丕賱丨賰丕賷丞 賲賳 亘購毓丿賷賳 賵卮禺氐賷賳 賵賵噩賴鬲賷賳 賲禺鬲賱賮賷賳
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廿賳 鬲賰賱賲鬲 賮廿賳 賰賱丕賲賷 賱丕 賷賮賷 貙 賵廿賳 禺賷乇 賲丕 賷購賯丕賱 毓賳 鬲賱賰 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賱廿毓胤丕卅賴丕 丨賯賴丕 賴賵 兀賳 兀賳氐丨賰 賮賯胤 亘賯乇丕卅鬲賴丕 賵兀鬲乇賰 賱賰 兀賳 鬲毓賷卮 丕賱鬲噩乇亘丞 亘賳賮爻賰 賰丕賲賱丞 賲賰賲賱丞
賵賴匕丕 賰賱 卮卅 !
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" 賱賯丿 賯賱鬲 賱賴 丕賳 賷匕賴亘 賱賲 兀亘賰 毓賱賷 賮乇丕賯賳丕 賱賯丿 賯賱鬲 廿賳賳賷 兀亘匕賱 賲丕 賮賷 賵爻毓賷 賱賱亘賱丿 丕賱匕賷 兀丨亘賴 賵賱賲 兀匕乇賮 丕賱丿賲毓 廿賱賷 兀賳 乇丨賱 賵賱賰賳賳賷 匕乇賮鬲 丕賱丿賲毓 賵兀賳丕 亘賲賮乇丿賷 貙 賱賯丿 賯賱鬲 賱賱賮鬲賷丕鬲 賱丕 丨賯 賱賳丕 賮賷 兀賳 賳卮賰賵 毓賳丿賲丕 賷亘匕賱 賰賱 賵丕丨丿 賲賳丕 賵丕噩亘賴 賮賮賷 丕賱賳賴丕賷丞 爻賵賮 賳賰賵賳 噩賲賷毓賳丕 爻毓丿丕亍 亘賲丕 賯賲賳丕 亘賴 貙 賰丕賳鬲 鬲賱賰 賰賱賲丕鬲
賲噩乇丿 賰賱賲丕鬲 賮丕乇睾丞 賮賷 匕賱賰 丕賱賵賯鬲 賵賴賷 賮丕乇睾丞 兀賷囟丕賸 丕賱丕賳 貙 賮兀賷 爻毓丕丿丞 廿匕丕 丕丨鬲囟乇 賴賳丕 賮賷 匕賱賰 丕賱賲賰丕賳 丕賱賰卅賷亘 責 賵兀賷 爻毓丕丿丞 廿匕丕 鬲賲丕孬賱 賱賱卮賮丕亍 責 "
July 30, 2012
Outstanding tale of Peter March, a Concord minister who serves as a Union chaplain early in the Civil war and then as a teacher for a Virginia plantation settlement for runaway slaves. Brilliant rendition of a the wartime experiences of the absent father in Alcott's "Little Women", with much return in memory of his life before meeting his beloved wife Marmee and the family accommodation to his loss of fortune due to funding of the abolitionist John Brown. Essentially the story is about the nature of love. How the love of one's family and concerns for human injustice can stimulate one to take action to improve the world and validate the worthiness of that love. Yet, the commitment to such causes can lead to neglect of family, and the human failings and mistakes in facing such challenges can make one feel unworthy of such love or make it seem a selfish refuge. The heroism of March and the tragedies surrounding his efforts are very moving, and the pathway back to life is a triumph of the human spirit. 锟�
May 1, 2018
Well written, excellent book about the tolls, misery and injustice of the Civil war. It was a bit too lugubrious for me so I marked it down a star. The main character, Peter March, is a well meaning vegetarian (hard to be a vegetarian back then...not that many whole food stores.) and at the ripe old age of 39, is trying to do good things for the abolitionist movement of the time. But the system is so horrible, so narrow minded and cruel, almost all of his efforts end in disaster and many of the efforts are thwarted and end up with death.
Sadly, some of this mindset still exists today.
So if you're looking for a fluffy read, something with laughter and redemption, this isn't your book. But I can see why it won the Pulitzer in 2006.
Sadly, some of this mindset still exists today.
So if you're looking for a fluffy read, something with laughter and redemption, this isn't your book. But I can see why it won the Pulitzer in 2006.
April 24, 2019
is a novel type that I confess I normally despise: the novel in which a character from a classic work is uprooted and expanded on, sometimes in what is obviously not the direction the original author would have intended or applauded. In that sense, is an exception to the rule, as Brooks does a deft job of developing the character of Mr. March from into a story of his own. She does so by incorporating both the character that is put forth in Little Women and drawing from the historical facts that surround Bronson Alcott, Louisa鈥檚 father. It fits because Little Women itself is so obviously autobiographical, and because there is so very little told us about Mr. March in the famous novel.
The novel deals with the obvious hard questions of the Civil War period--slavery and abolitionism. There is reference to John Brown, and to Alcott鈥檚 close friends, Emerson and Thoreau. There is also a very fictional side of March, who makes his way through the battlefields and has close contacts with slaves, that would not have been any part of Alcott鈥檚 experiences.
In a very early chapter Brooks shows, in juxtaposition to one another, a slave auction, where families are being separated and children sold, and a church meeting, in which the pastor is requesting donations to 鈥渟end the scripture of Africa.鈥� The contrast is striking, and the message is clear, the irony being that no one in the church meeting seems to even be aware of the activity next door.
I am proud of Brooks for addressing the horrors of slavery without painting the northern army as a selfless brigade of liberators. A northern colonel says, 鈥淚 have no love for slavery. But most of these boys aren鈥檛 down here fighting for the nig--for the slaves. You must see it, man. Be frank with yourself for once. Why, there鈥檙e about as many genuine abolitionists in Lincoln鈥檚 army as there are in Jeff Davis鈥�.鈥�
I believe this is a balanced and accurate picture of the situation, and if considered coolly, makes the released slave鈥檚 predicament all the more dangerous and precarious. He has few real friends and still fewer champions. This is another fact that serves to set March apart, he is a champion, a sincere believer in the need to both free the slaves and provide for their education and he sees them wholly as human beings, in a way that few other characters in the novel are capable of.
Apart from its exploration of abolitionism and the complicated social fabric of black and white societies, March also addresses the complications of marriage, particularly the misunderstandings that can occur. I found Marmee to be unfamiliar as she is presented by Brooks. Alcott gives us such a wise, controlled and virtually perfect woman, but Brooks tells us this is the surface, just scratch and there is a layer beneath that is confused, wild, and far from perfect. That she and March are often at cross purposes is a variation from the faultless marriage Alcott presents.
Brooks does a marvelous job of preserving the integrity of the characters we know, while giving us a depth and background that the originals are missing. In Little Women, Mr. March is off to the war when the book begins, and now we know exactly what he was doing, and it wasn鈥檛 just ministering to dying soldiers, he was growing and changing, just as the little women he had left behind.
The book is beautifully written and is a lovely companion to Little Women. It will be easily appreciated by anyone who loves or respects Louisa Mae Alcott's classic.
The novel deals with the obvious hard questions of the Civil War period--slavery and abolitionism. There is reference to John Brown, and to Alcott鈥檚 close friends, Emerson and Thoreau. There is also a very fictional side of March, who makes his way through the battlefields and has close contacts with slaves, that would not have been any part of Alcott鈥檚 experiences.
In a very early chapter Brooks shows, in juxtaposition to one another, a slave auction, where families are being separated and children sold, and a church meeting, in which the pastor is requesting donations to 鈥渟end the scripture of Africa.鈥� The contrast is striking, and the message is clear, the irony being that no one in the church meeting seems to even be aware of the activity next door.
I am proud of Brooks for addressing the horrors of slavery without painting the northern army as a selfless brigade of liberators. A northern colonel says, 鈥淚 have no love for slavery. But most of these boys aren鈥檛 down here fighting for the nig--for the slaves. You must see it, man. Be frank with yourself for once. Why, there鈥檙e about as many genuine abolitionists in Lincoln鈥檚 army as there are in Jeff Davis鈥�.鈥�
I believe this is a balanced and accurate picture of the situation, and if considered coolly, makes the released slave鈥檚 predicament all the more dangerous and precarious. He has few real friends and still fewer champions. This is another fact that serves to set March apart, he is a champion, a sincere believer in the need to both free the slaves and provide for their education and he sees them wholly as human beings, in a way that few other characters in the novel are capable of.
Apart from its exploration of abolitionism and the complicated social fabric of black and white societies, March also addresses the complications of marriage, particularly the misunderstandings that can occur. I found Marmee to be unfamiliar as she is presented by Brooks. Alcott gives us such a wise, controlled and virtually perfect woman, but Brooks tells us this is the surface, just scratch and there is a layer beneath that is confused, wild, and far from perfect. That she and March are often at cross purposes is a variation from the faultless marriage Alcott presents.
Brooks does a marvelous job of preserving the integrity of the characters we know, while giving us a depth and background that the originals are missing. In Little Women, Mr. March is off to the war when the book begins, and now we know exactly what he was doing, and it wasn鈥檛 just ministering to dying soldiers, he was growing and changing, just as the little women he had left behind.
The book is beautifully written and is a lovely companion to Little Women. It will be easily appreciated by anyone who loves or respects Louisa Mae Alcott's classic.
July 28, 2008
Well.. I finished the audiobook last night and I must say that I really did enjoy listening to the narrator's voice - it was really nice and warm. But the book itself..
I think Brooks' writing style is fabulous, I really enjoyed that. The beginning of the book was relatively gripping, but I got increasingly irritated with the main character March. For one he remained the very naive yet proud dreamer throughout the entire book, and while I found it endearing at first, he did not develop as a character and remained stuck in his role as a naive abolitionist of slavery.
I found the last few chapters particularly exasperating, March feeling excessively guilty over what happened during the war. He just seemed pathetic to me - I so wanted him to grow and be a man.. I found the end disappointing, almost as if Brooks couldn't be bothered to find a way to redeem March (though perhaps that was never her intention - it's just that I would have liked to see March's pride broken one way or another).
Some other reviewers have commented how Brooks seemed to have completely missed Marmee's character - I couldn't agree more. I found Brooks' Marmee totally out of character as originally created by Alcott, and cannot say I liked her at all.
If you didn't know Alcott's "", perhaps it wouldn't matter too much and be quite enjoyable. All in all it was just OK for me.
I think Brooks' writing style is fabulous, I really enjoyed that. The beginning of the book was relatively gripping, but I got increasingly irritated with the main character March. For one he remained the very naive yet proud dreamer throughout the entire book, and while I found it endearing at first, he did not develop as a character and remained stuck in his role as a naive abolitionist of slavery.
I found the last few chapters particularly exasperating, March feeling excessively guilty over what happened during the war. He just seemed pathetic to me - I so wanted him to grow and be a man.. I found the end disappointing, almost as if Brooks couldn't be bothered to find a way to redeem March (though perhaps that was never her intention - it's just that I would have liked to see March's pride broken one way or another).
Some other reviewers have commented how Brooks seemed to have completely missed Marmee's character - I couldn't agree more. I found Brooks' Marmee totally out of character as originally created by Alcott, and cannot say I liked her at all.
If you didn't know Alcott's "", perhaps it wouldn't matter too much and be quite enjoyable. All in all it was just OK for me.
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