But he never got married and had no immediate heirs. It's a book you can curl into when you have all the time in the world, and there is a raging northern storm blowing in; or you have an eternity to spend in a seaside resort, listening to the waves. The elements of a great story are there — conflict, death, Nazis, love, lust, and more — but the tone is somewhat prosaic and the action may seem underwhelming. In all seriousness though, I will admit I appreciated the setting of this book being on the Channel Island of Guernsey because that truthfully is not a place that comes up very often. This makes it sound 'inspirational,' in the degraded or trite sense of the word, but it's more than that. Eighty years old, Ebenezer has lived his whole life on the Channel Island of Guernsey, a stony speck of a place caught between the coasts of England and France yet a world apart from either.
But the local distinctions are equally intense in both places. Can one atone for the past writing it? It amuses, it entertains, it moves us. There is a rare wholeness about The Book of Ebenezer Le Page. My advice to any potential reader is to take a look at those reviews. Family secrets and quarrels, everlasting friendships, bitter betrayals, love glimpsed and love lost, many sermons and little forgiveness.
Again, a strange disconnect between gentle domesticity and the evils of war. Edwards and The Book of Ebenezer Le Page. Even the museums have a strange disconnect: portraits of Hitler, Nazi propaganda, memorabilia, and notices of executions, but the labels are written by hand or ancient typewriter, giving an incongruous homely feel. The memoir documented the hardscrabble life of the Guernsey inhabitants during the years of the Occupation. A true epic, as sexy as it is hilarious, it seems drenched with the harsh tidal beauties of its setting, the isle of Guernsey…For every person nearing retirement, every latent writer who hopes to leave his island and find the literary mainland, its author—quiet, self-sufficient, tidy Homeric—remains a patron saint. That is the essence of his book: his rambling reminiscences of a long life and the myriad islanders he has known, liked, loved, and feuded with. This book will forever fascinate me.
But of course, I read it emotionally and allowed myself the time to fall in love word for word for word. What endears Ebenezer most is his clear and straight laced honesty about himself and his manner of faring in a real simple manner, keeping it untwisted in life. But sometimes they are so vividly drawn that they seem to pop off the page, and you look up, almost expecting to see them sitting across from you spinning a yarn or telling you their life story. They was of every race and colour and nation, and young and old, and bald and curly and straight; and had come every one of the ships in St Sampson's Harbour. You can contact me through my email: mzmarti frog.
That is how it is I come to be writing this book. You will learn that Ebenezer is a very good person. In it, weather, darkness, hunger, bloo-connectedness, shelter, and an almost painfully keyed-up sexual desire appear in odd, magical proportions never found in any novel conceived off-island. It is not quite clear early on that why should we endear ourselves to this disjointed story of an islander prattling about this and that on his whims and quirks quite unabashedly but it comes alive with Raymond , Jim, Liza and later on with his German friend Otto and finally Neville and Adele. Does the satire amuse or annoy you? He writes of family secrets and feuds, unforgettable friendships and friendships betrayed, love glimpsed and lost.
As Ebenezer says of the painting that Neville Fella gives to him , 'It's lovely, ' I said , 'it really is! How can it make me tear up as it ends? Lawrence, whose biography Cape commissioned him to write. I could be out visiting this person or that, if I wanted to. I wish I could live my life again. And it was absorbing, and one of my most emotional reading experiences. On Man there is an invisible boundary which runs across the island from Peel in the West to Douglas in the East, and dividing the 80,000 inhabitants roughly in two. The ending of the novel is touching, undeniably transcendent, and painfully honest. He said there are plenty of virgins on Guernsey who conceive, but it is not by the Holy Ghost.
Sampson's Parochial Medical Officer, of Vale House, Vale. Then they became a little tedious, not the least of which because you'd heard them all before, several times. I haven't the right to criticize. Those who remained lived under tight restrictions, and in the final year, Germans and Guernseymen alike nearly starved for lack of supplies. In the novel Dr Leale diagnoses Jim with appendicitis.
But most of all, he wrote down his love story, although it took him a lifetime to finally admit the word to himself as well as to the greatest love of his life. And as with all of grand-père's tales, they I need to put this away for now for Ebenezer LePage is not working his charm on me as he has done on so many others. Granite quarries and tomatoes and early potatoes; but then come tourists, international companies, tax evaders, occupation by Germans, etcetera. But while it may be a sort of defensive arrogance, it is not entirely ignorant. I am going to start off by rating this book five stars and declare it one of the best books I have ever read in my entire life. The latter encouraged him to complete his novel and eventually got it published. Like his island, he is a web of contradictions see notes below for examples.
He only left the island once, to travel to to watch the. Being that friend—the reader—could be overwhelming—especially because it was impossible to remember who everybody is—but it is not. The whole book was as distinctive and prismatic as any patois could be. The people are not real. Somebody do something is all I can really think as I read.
Ebenezer Le Page sits in Les Moulins, his granite house where he has lived all his life on the Channel Island of Guernsey, and writes. Edwards invests his novel with a strong, distinct narrator, a wealth of humanity, and a very personal understanding of Ebenezer's situation. Our elders may have been sulking by habit but not all of that is ill-founded. It was the prose, after all, that had me captured and kept riveted to the island and its people. Later, I read the excellent, thought-provoking reviews of sckenda, Steve, and Algernon.