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"Rumors had been whispered for more than a year. Outrages that had been accumulating all along took shape as evidence. A mother was knocked down the stairs by her cold-eyed daughter. Four damaged infants were born in one family. Daughters refused to get out of bed. Brides disappeared on their honeymoons. Two brothers shot each other on New Year's Day. Trips to Demby for VD shots common. And what went on at the Oven these days was not to be believed . . . The proof they had been collecting since the terrible discovery in the spring could not be denied: the one thing that connected all these catastrophes was in the Convent. And in the Convent were those women."
In Paradise--her first novel since she was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature--Toni Morrison gives us a bravura performance. As the book begins deep in Oklahoma early one morning in 1976, nine men from Ruby (pop. 360), in defense of "the one all-black town worth the pain," assault the nearby Convent and the women in it. From the town's ancestral origins in 1890 to the fateful day of the assault, Paradise tells the story of a people ever mindful of the relationship between their spectacular history and a void "Out There . . . where random and organized evil erupted when and where it chose." Richly imagined and elegantly composed, Paradise weaves a powerful mystery.
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... felt I could understand and create the men in Ruby—their easy assumption of
uncontested authority. Big Papa. A survivor. Eccentric, formidable, playful,
stubborn, learned. He left me his violin. Toni Morrison RUBy To shoot the white
And if she felt like it she could walk out the yard and on down the road. No lamp
and no fear. A hiss-crackle from the side of the road would never scare her
because whatever it was that made the sound, it wasn't something creeping up
June's smile was sad. Mavis straightened against the success of Sal's fingernails.
The camera clicked. June moved her felt-tipped pen into place. It was a fine thing.
Mavis had never seen anything like it—made ink on the paper but dry, not all ...
With her back exposed to that much danger, she felt feverish—sweaty and cold
together. Not only was her purse where she remembered, Sal's galoshes were
lying at the front door. Mavis grabbed the purse, stuck her feet in her daughter's ...
Driving underneath them, in the dappled hall they made, she felt as though the
pavement slid forward instead of retreating. The faster she traveled, the more
road appeared ahead. The Cadillac shut down a block from her mother's house,
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LibraryThing ReviewRecenzja użytkownika - Frenzie - LibraryThing
Paradise opens with a scapegoat massacre. "They shoot the white girl first. With the rest they can take their time." Who that white girl is, is left for the reader to decide. I suppose the mystery is ... Przeczytaj pełną recenzję
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A difficult subject, or couple of subjects really, to write about in alcoholism and adultery, and especially to write in a way that is both realistic and sympathetic, and without resorting to "bad ... Przeczytaj pełną recenzję