Recently I have made my way back into the library, which I have abandoned for a long time, for books that always stare me down at the bookstores but that I never get to read. These are books that I’m not sure if I like and that I don’t want to buy right away. You can say they serve as fillers between serious literature. So of the books in this category I have read so far this year are: The Chosen, The Jungle, Rosemary’s Baby, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, Siddhatha, Lord of the Flies, The Magic Mountain and of course, the biggest achievement of the year, Swann’s Way. I ended up buying some of these books after perusing a few chapters of the library’s copies.
The latest in this category is Summer Sisters by Judy Blume. (Yes, another chick-lit, some of you think the recent The Moment of Everything is chick-lit). The book follows the lives of Caitlyn Somers and Victoria Leonard, two unlikely girls from different social backgrounds. Caitlin invites Victoria to stay the summer with her and her father who lives in Martha’s Vineyard; shy Victoria can’t imagine why a girl so glamorous as Caitlin would want to be friend someone as boring as herself. The two of them form a complex friendship of love and rivalry that spans from the 1970s to the 1990s.
Blume really captures that unique bondage of girls on the threshold of adolescence—their adventures and they ways of perceiving and understanding the society. Their escapades can be hilarious, shocking, jaw-dropping, and touching. I enjoy their sharp-tongued banterings. Am I the only guy who is reading this?