Alice Munro Wins The Nobel Prize for Literature 2013

Congratulations to Alice Munro, two-time winner of the Scotiabank Giller Prize, for being awarded the 2013 Nobel Prize for literature. It is the first time a Canadian has won this honor.

2013 Scotiabank Giller Prize Shortlist Announced

The shortlist for the 2013 Scotiabank Giller Prize was announced this morning. Follow this link to the Globe and Mail site to check out the nominees.

A Good House by Bonnie Burnard 1999 Giller Prize Winner

The beginning of A Good House by Bonnie Burnard reminded me of the beginning of the movie Far From Heaven (2002). the book starts by following Stonebrook Creek from the countryside into the small town of Stonebrook, describing the countryside and the town, until the creek passes the house of the Chambers family. This is how Far From Heaven, and the melodramas of Douglas Sirk  to which it was paying homage, also began. I used to go to the movies on Saturday and sometimes also Sunday afternoons at our neighbourhood 2nd run theatre, and I saw most of his movies. I could hear the movie theme music playing in my head as I read these opening paragraphs. It was a very cinematic opening.

The story follows the life of the Chambers family from 1949 to 1997. Bill Chambers returns from World War II with several missing fingers on his right hand. He comes back to his wife Sylvia and their children Patrick, Daphne and Paul and tries to lead a happy normal life. A lonely young boy, Murray McFarlane attaches himself to the family and soon becomes accepted as one of them. Each chapter moves the family along chronologically...1949, 1952, 1955,1956. Then there are more years between the chapters...1963, 1970, 1977, etc. until 1997. Sylvia dies and Bill remarries Margaret.  Some of the children marry, there are grandchildren and divorces and an unmarried mother. There are tragedies, happiness and misunderstandings.  I would say it was a melodrama, but there wasn't that much drama.

Ms Burnard has a great eye for detail and description, but perhaps it was the interval of years that kept the characters at a distance. Sometimes between the chapters a character got divorced, but the reader only learned about it as it affected the future and was looking back at the divorce. I didn't feel the immediacy of the moment or the emotions. I enjoyed the story, partly because of the timing...it covers the years when I was a child and became an adult. It documented the same times in which I grew up. But I was never engrossed in the story or the family.

The Scotiabank Giller Prize is considered a prize to recognize "Literary Fiction."  For me this books falls more in the category of "Popular Fiction."  I decided to see what other books were nominated for the prize in 1999. The other four finalists were: Pilgrim (Timothy Findley), Am I Disturbing You ? (Anne Hebert), The Mark of the Angel (Nancy Houston), and Summer Gone (David MacFarlane). I haven't read any of these books, so I can't say that I would have chosen one of them instead. I may read one or two of them to see what I think.

NEXT: 2000  Mercy Among The Children by David Adams Richards and Anil's Ghost by Michael Ondaatje.

In 2000 there were two winners of the Scotiabank Giller Prize. After this Jack Rabinovitch declared that juries must choose only one winner. I will do one blog for each book, starting with Mercy Among the Children. I tried to another book by David Adams Richards and I didn't like it and I didn't finish it. I actually stopped reading before I was 1/3 of the way through it. So I am approaching this as a chore. I hope this book will be different. Since I read Anil's Ghost in 2001,  I will re-read it for the blog.
  

The Love of a Good Woman by Alice Munro Giller Prize Winner 1998

Let me make clear at the very beginning, I do not particularly like short story collections. So I approached reading The Love of a Good Woman by Alice Munro without my usual joyful, careless abandon. I feared this would be a task and not a pleasure. I was right. I found myself reading just to finish the book, not because I wanted more.

An article in The Globe and Mail  in July 2013 calls Alice Munro a genius, and gives examples to prove it.. She is a prize winning writer. She is regularly published in The New Yorker for heaven's sake! And, truth be told, she is a beautiful writer. She writes glorious sentences and paragraphs. There is a beauty and a flow to her language. She can capture the smallest details that define a scene or a character. But, for me, somehow all these wonderful pieces do not add up to a satisfactory whole in book form.

I think short stories are best in magazines. You pick up the magazine, read the story. Then you think about what it meant. I think short stories require this more than novels because so much is unsaid. The reader has to search between the lines.With these stories you see a moment in sharp distinction and all the things that led to this moment or will flow from this moment are like looking through haze and fog. What is going on behind the moment is just alluded to.

An example of this is the story Cortes Island.  A young married couple move into the basement suite of a house. Upstairs live Mr and Mrs Gorrie. Their son Ray owns the house, but doesn't live there. Sometimes the young woman has coffee upstairs with Mrs Gorrie. One one ocassion Mrs Gorrie asks if she has ever lived up north. She tells the young woman that she once lived on Cortes Island. The young wife is supposed to be looking for a job, but she stays home and tries to write. Eventually Mrs Gorrie asks if she will look after Mr Gorrie, who has suffered a stroke, so that she can go out and volunteer at the hospital. The young woman finally agrees and develops a way of communicating with Mr Gorrie.  He wants to look through his old scrapbooks which are stacked on a bookcase. They come to a specific clipping that he wants her to see. It describes a fire on Cortes Island. The owner of a house dies in the fire while his wife is away. His son somehow escapes and is found later in the woods with a supply of food. His wife returns on a boat belonging to James Thompson Gorrie.  There are questions about the son and why he had food with him. But the death is ruled accidental and the cause of the fire undetermined. By showing the woman this clipping, Mr Gorrie is telling her who he, his wife and Ray are. Soon after this the young couple have a falling out with Mrs Gorrie and they move.We readers are left to figure out the how, the why, and who are these people.

As I write this I realize that I probably enjoyed the stores more than I thought I would. Probably because as I've been writing I have had a change to think more about each story. In an ideal world, when I borrowed this book from the library, I would be able to keep it out for about 3 months. Then I could pick it up from time to time, when I wanted to read something but didn't want to take on a full novel. I could let the story settle in and think about it, and enjoy the thinking about it.

Some of my favourite passages:
- In Before the Change  this exchange between a young woman and her father captures the man and their relationship. I recognize this man:

What did he think about Kennedy and Nixon?
"Aw, they're just a couple of Americans."
I tried to open the conversation up a bit.
"How do you mean?'
When you ask him to go into subjects that he thinks don't need to be talked about, or take up an argument that doesn't need proving, he has a way of lifting his upper lip at one side, showing a par of big tobacco-stained teeth.
"Just a couple of Americans," he said, as if the words might have got by me the first time.

- In My Mother's Dream she describes a baby crying:

What is it about an infant's crying that makes it so powerful, able to break down the order you depend on, inside and outside of yourself? It is like a storm - insistent, theatrical, yet in a way pure and uncontrived. It is reproachful rather than supplicating - it comes out of a rage that can't be dealt with, a birthright rage free of love and pity, ready to crush your brains inside your skull.

If you like a good short story about what people will do for love, try The Love of a Good Woman.

NEXT: 1999 A Good House by Bonnie Burnard



 

Giller Prize 2013 Long List Announced

The Long List for the 2013 Scotia Bank Giller Prize has been announced. The Short List will be announced on October 8 and the Prize will be presented on November 5, 2013. The 13 semi-finalists were chosen from 147 submissions.

The $50,000 Giller Prize is awarded to the author of the best Canadian novel or short story collection published in English over the past year. The remaining finalists receive $5,000 each. The annual literary honour is named after literary journalist Doris Giller, the late wife of prize founder Jack Rabinovitch.

For complete information, follow this link.

Barney's Version by Mordecai Richler 1997 Giller Prize Winner

When I read Barney's Version in 2000, I wrote the following in my book diary:

Great Story. Funny, biting satire. Perfect ending.

When I finished reading it again for this blog, I agreed with that opinion.

In the year 2000, there was a great age difference between me and Barney Panofsky. Now Barney and I are the same age, and I see him in a completely different light. Now I understand his frustration at ageing.

When you hold this book in your hands, you are holding Barney's Version written by Mordecai Richer. But when you are reading this book, you are reading the life of Barney Panofsky written by Barney Panofsky. The book is edited by Barney's son Michael. You find his footnotes and comments throughout, along with an Afterward. This all adds to the conceit that this book is written by Barney. Michael has to correct his fading memory as he mixes up movies, actors, dates and places.  I thought this worked beautifully and was one of my favourite things about the book. This is one feature that makes the book much better than the movie version. If you have seen the movie and didn't like it, try the book.

The first paragraph of the book sets up the whole story. It tells us exactly what this book is about.

Terry's the spur. The splinter under my fingernail. To come clean, I'm starting this shambles that is the true story of my wasted life (violating a solemn pledge, scribbling a first book at my advanced age), as a riposte to the scurrilous charges Terry McIver has made in his forthcoming autobiography: about me, my three wives, a.k.a Barney's troika, the nature of my friendship with Boogie, and, of course, the scandal I will carry to my grave like a humpback. Terry's sound of two hands clapping, Of Time and Fevers, will shortly be launched by The Group (sorry, the group), a government-subsidized small press, rooted in Toronto, that also publishes a monthly journal, the good earth, printed on recycled paper, you bet your life.

Barney is a man of his times and his experiences. He is not a modern man. He is a curmudgeon, but certainly not a lovable one. He treats people badly, both men and women. He smokes cigars. He drinks too much. He causes scenes in public. But in telling his story he is honest about his faults. He knows he can be an SOB. He would like to be different in some ways, but I think he also likes the way he is. He wonders,"My problem is, I am unable to get to the bottom of things. I don't mind not understanding other people's motives, not any more, but why don't I understand why I do things?" I think the answer is because he doesn't really try.

With all his faults, I liked Barney. I liked his honesty, his crazy pranks, his loyalty to his friends, his sense of outrage at antisemitism, racism and sexism. His fear of looking foolish; his desire to be taken seriously, his vulnerability regarding his third wife, Miriam. As his son Michael tells us in the Afterword, "Barney Panofsky clung to two cherished beliefs: Life was absurd, and nobody ever truly understood anybody else."

Barney came of age in Paris in the 1950's as part of a group of young expatriate writers and artists. It is his friendship with Boogie, a writer with unfulfilled promise, that leads to the "scandal" that changes his life. Boogie disappears while visiting Barney at his cottage in the Laurentians. Barney is accused of his murder and even stands trial. He is acquitted, but most people believe he got away with murder. This truly haunts him for the rest of his life. He always maintains his innocence.  He talks about "waking up more than once recently no longer certain of what really happened that day on the lake. Wondering if I had corrected the events of that day even as I have embellished other incidents in my life, enabling me to appear in a more favourable light."

Some of my favourite passages:
- On the Past:  "Yes, carbon paper, if any of you out there are old enough to remember what that was. Why, in those days we not only used carbon paper, but when you phoned somebody you actually got an answer from a human being on the other end, not an answering machine with a ho ho ho message. In those olden times you didn't have to be a space scientist to manage the gadget that flicked your TV on and off, that ridiculous thingamabob that now comes with twenty push buttons, God knows what for. Doctors made house calls. Rabbis were guys, Kids were raised by their moms instead of in child-care pens like piglets. Software meant haberdashery. There wasn't a different dentist for gums, molars, fillings and extractions - one nerd managed the lot. If a waiter spilled hot soup on your date, the manager offered to pay her cleaning bill and sent over drinks, and she didn't sue for a kazillion dollars, claiming 'loss of enjoyment of life'. If the restaurant was Italian it still served something called spaghetti, often with meatballs. It was not yet pasta with smoked salmon, or linguini in all the colours of the rainbow, or penne topped with a vegetarian steaming pile that looked like dog sick. I'm ranting again. Digressing. Sorry about that."
- On Canadian Culture:  "Our latest, godawful expensive pilot was rich in meaningful, life-enhancing action: gay smooching, visible-minority nice guys, car chases ending in mayhem, rape, murder, a soupcon of S&M and a dab of New Age idiocies. I had hoped it would fill CBC-TV's nine p.m. Thursday slot."
- On Growing Old:  "I freshened my drink and sensed that I was now in for one of those old fart's nights, rewinding the spool of my wasted life, wondering how I got from there to here. From the sweet teenager reading The Wast Land aloud in bed to the misanthropic, ageing purveyor of TV dreck, with only a lost love and pride in his children to sustain him."
- On Wanting Others to Think Well of Him:  "I got into bed with Boswell's The Life of Samuel Johnson, the book I always travel with because I want them to find it at my bedside should I expire during the night."

I liked this book. Mordecai Richler is an excellent writer whose characters live and breathe on the page. I also liked the specific view of Canadian life and culture, based in Montreal, that he presented. I liked that the book was divided into three parts - one for each of Barney's wives. Each of the wives played an important role in his life. I also liked the end. It was perfect. No other ending would have been as good.  Make sure you read to the very end of the Afterward so you don't miss anything.

I am left with one question after reading the book: Will people who don't live in Canada enjoy it as much as I did? Do you have to be Canadian to appreciate the satire...or is it universal? If you are not Canadian and you read the book, please leave a comment with your view.

NEXT: 1998 The Love of a Good Woman by Alice Munro (Short Stories)

Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood 1996 Giller Pizer Winner

Margaret Atwood is one of Canada's best known writers. Her novels range from speculative fiction to historical fiction to contemporary fiction. The one thing they have in common is the beauty of the writing. Perhaps because she is also a poet, her prose contains beautiful language and has a wonderful sense of rhythm and flow. 

Alias Grace is a historical novel. It is based on an actual murder that took place in Upper Canada (Ontario) in 1843. Thomas Kinnear and his pregnant housekeeper and mistress, Nancy Montgomery, were murdered and found in the basement of his farmhouse. His other servants Grace Marks and James McDermott were tried and convicted for the crime. McDermott was hanged. Grace Marks was also sentenced to be hanged, but at the last minute was given a life sentence instead (partly based on the fact that she was only 16 years old). After spending thirty years in prison, Grace was pardoned and never heard of again. It was believed that she had gone to New York State. 

Atwood takes those bare facts and weaves a story using some contemporary sources such as letters and newspaper articles, and her imagining of what could have happened. She has Grace tell the story in her own words to a young doctor from the United States, Simon Jordan, who is hoping to gain recognition so that he can open his own private asylum and work with the insane and mentally ill. A group of reformers hired him to write a report that they hope to use in their efforts to have Grace pardoned. Grace spent some time in an asylum and many believe her to be insane.

Grace herself is an enigma. Grace's story and her relationship with Dr Jordan are at the heart of the novel. Grace and Dr Jordan narrate most of the story. Grace claims that she has no memory of the murders and doesn't know if she participated in them or not. As she tells her story we never know what is really true. Dr Jordan thinks that he can help her regain her memory, if she truly can not remember what happened. He is an interesting and flawed character. This change of narration also adds to the feeling of not knowing what is true.

Grace had only one good friend during her time in Toronto, Mary Whitney. But she came to a sad end and Grace conjures up her presence for help and guidance when she is troubled. She chooses Mary's name as her alias when she and McDermott run away to the US following the murders.  Mary is a very interesting character and provides a foil to Grace. Her character allows Atwood to bring other ideas such as democracy and equality into the story. All of the characters are very human, and rooted in their time with its social mores and scientific beliefs. 

The title of each section of the book is the name of a quilt pattern, with the pattern shown as an illustration. This follows through in the story with Grace often talking about quilts and quilt patterns; especially the one she would have made for her marriage quilt. Grace presents her view of why women make quilts and lay them on the tops of beds: 

"And then I have thought, it's for a warning. Because you may think a bed is a peaceful thing, Sir, and to you it may mean rest and comfort and a good night's sleep. But it isn't so for everyone; and there are many dangerous things that may take place in a bed. It is where we are born, and this is our first peril in life; and it is where the women give birth, which is often their last. And it is where the act takes place between men and women that I will not mention to you, Sir, but I suppose you know what it is; and some call it love, and others despair, or merely an indignity which they must suffer through. And finally beds are what we sleep in, and where we dream, and often where we die."

This book provides a view of life in Upper Canada in  the mid-19th century. Grace and her family emigrated to Upper Canada from Ireland, so the book also shows what life was like for those crossing the ocean to what they hoped would be a better life. Grace's early life in Canada is in Toronto and the crime itself took place in Richmond Hill outside Toronto. Grace is incarcerated in Kingston Penitentiary so much of the story takes place in Kingston. I enjoyed the physical descriptions of these towns and the descriptions of every day life and society at the time.

As with much of Atwood's writing, the ideas presented in this book resonate with current events. Today in Canada the government is planning changes to the laws regarding those who are determined to be not criminally responsible for a crime due to mental illness. These changes will make it more difficult for these people to be released following treatment. It is interesting to consider how much or how little we have progressed in our treatment of the mentally ill.

Here are some sections that I really liked:
-  (Read this out loud to get the full effect) "All the same, Murderess is a strong word to have attached to you. It has a smell to it, that word - musky and oppressive, like dead flowers in a vase. Sometimes at night I whisper it over to myself: Murderess, Murderess. It rustles, like a taffeta skirt across the floor.
- "I sit down on the straw mattress. It makes a sound like shushing. Like water on the shore. I shift from side to side, to listen to it. I could close my eyes and think I'm by the sea, on a dry day without much wind."
- "Gone mad is what they say, and sometimes Run mad, as if mad is a direction, like west; as if mad is a different house you could step into, or a separate country entirely. But when you go mad you don't go to any other place, you stay where you are. And somebody else comes in."
- "At the Governor's residence, Simon is directed to the parlour......All possible surfaces of it are upholstered; the colours are those of the inside of the body - the maroon of kidneys, the reddish purple of hearts, the opaque blue of veins, the ivory of teeth and bones."

I read this book in 1996 when it was first published. At that time I only kept a record of the title and author of the books I read. I didn't leave any notes about whether I liked a book or not. I do remember that I did like Alias Grace. This time around I again enjoyed this book very much. I liked the way it kept me wondering about Grace. I liked the picture it painted of time and place. And I loved the language and writing.Towards the end of the book Dr Jordan's story is told through a series of letters. I thought this was a good way to complete his story. I have made my own decision regarding Grace's guilt or innocence. If you choose to read this book, you can make yours. Have you read this book? What do you think?

NEXT: 1997 Barney's Version by Mordecai Richler

A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry 1995 Giller Prize Winner

I first read A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry in 2002, so I shouldn’t have been surprised when I saw how big it was when I picked it up at the library. But I was. It is a saga of 748 pages.  When I read it in 2002, I wrote the following in my Book Diary: Well written, a marvelous picture of corruption and class/caste in India 1970-80's. Overwhelming at times. I cried at the end! So, what did I think of it this time? It is a wonderful, well-written book. Perhaps because I have read a couple of non-fiction books that describe life in Mumbai and Calcutta, I did not find it as overwhelming this time. While I didn't cry at the end, I did have a lump in my throat.

A Fine Balance has four main characters: Dina Dalal, a Parsi widow; Ishvar and his nephew Omprakash (Om), tailors; Maneck Kohlah, a student from a hill station in the Himalayas and son of one of Dina’s school friends.They come together at Dina’s home when Ishvar and Om are seeking jobs as tailors and Maneck arrives to board with her while he is studying in the city. From this beginning, during "The State of Internal Emergency" in the mid-70's, we slowly learn each protagonist’s past.

Their stories begin before Independence and continue to the time we meet them at Dina's flat. Ishvar and Om were born in a small village, into a caste of leather workers considered untouchables. Ishvar's father decides to send his sons to a nearby town to learn to be tailors to break this cycle. For a time it seems the family has managed to build new lives for themselves, but soon caste violence shatters their reality. Leaving only Ishvar and his nephew Om who head to the city to find work.

Dina overcame her brother's objections to marry the man of her choice, only to be left a widow after three years. Following her husband's death she lives with her brother's family, but finally returns to her flat to live her own life.

Maneck feels uprooted and pushed out by his parents who want him to get an education in the city. Conditions in the student dorms and the politics on campus are very unsettling for him.

For all of these characters it seems that they just can't get ahead. Every time they make progress with happiness and security, some thing or some one disrupts that progress. Sometimes you do just want to say...ah, come on....give them a break!  The first time I read this book, there was an event at a Vasectomy Clinic near the end of the book that caused me to yell, out loud..."No...you can't do this to him!" You do find yourself wondering if so many bad things could happen to one person.  Putting that feeling aside, it is a wonderful saga that made me consider why some people can triumph over adversity and others can't. It is enthralling while you are reading it, and leaves you with much to think about when you finish.

The book is also filled with a wonderful array of other characters including: Rajaram, the hair collector; Shankar the legless beggar;  Beggarmaster, who can be a great ally or a terrible enemy; and so many more. They all add to the richness of the story. 

The first time I read it I didn’t really pay any attention to the quotation at the front of the book. This time I noted the appropriateness.

Holding this book in your hand, sinking back in your soft armchair, you will say to yourself: perhaps it will amuse me. And after you have read this story of great misfortunes, you will no doubt dine well, blaming the author for your own insensitivity, accusing him of wild exaggeration and flights of fancy. But rest assured: this tragedy is not a fiction. All is true.  Honoré de Balzac, Le Pére Goriot

When I am reading books, I often encounter words that I don't know. But in this book I found it annoying because it disrupted the flow of my reading. I thought the words were strange. Here are a few examples: sortilegious serpent; made his skin horripilate; were triturated with food. 

I really liked some of his phrasing:
- "Unused for years, the lipstick poked up its head reluctantly as she rotated the base. She made a false start and smudged the lip line, but the labial acrobatics soon came back to her, the pursing and puckering and tautening, the simian contortions that seemed so absurd in the mirror."
- "For politicians passing laws is like passing water. It all ends up down the drain."
- "What an unreliable thing is time - when I want it to fly, the hours stick to me like glue.  And what a changeable thing, too. Time is the twine to tie our lives into parcels of years and months. Or a rubber band stretched to suit our fancy. Time can be the pretty ribbon in a little girl's hair. Or the lines in your face, stealing your youthful colour and your hair.....but in the end, time is a noose around the neck, strangling slowly."  

I have read three books by Rohinton Mistry: A Fine Balance, Such A Long Journey and Family Matters. My favourite of the three is Family Matters.

 NEXT: 1996 - Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood

The Book of Secrets by M G Vassanji - 1994 Giller Prize Winner

When I decided to write this blog, I thought it would be easy. After all, I always have opinions about the books I read. I soon found out it is not as easy I thought it would be. I have to tell a little about the book, and give reasons for my opinions. And it should be clear and concise and make sense. I found this especially difficult for The Book of Secrets which changes point of view, travels from location to location, and moves from 1988 to 1913 and back, with various stops at the years in between.

The book begins in 1988 in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania. Retired schoolteacher Pius Fernandes meets a former student who asks him to take on the project of recording and researching the contents of an old diary found in the back room of his shop. It was written in 1913 by a young British Colonial Administrator, Alfred Corbin. Pius becomes immersed in the story he is transcribing. I did not find it easy to become immersed in the story. I kept putting it down, and until the second half, felt no urgency to pick it up again! 

As Pius begins the process of trying to understand the unwritten story between the lines in the diary, he embarks on a journey that takes him from the beginning of Indian settlements in British East Africa to a post-colonial, independent Tanzania. Please take a look at the plot outline on Wikipedia. It presents the basic story of the novel and I see no reason to try to duplicate it myself.

In the Epilogue our narrator, Pius Fernandez, in describing what he had discovered and recorded about the lives of the people he encountered through the diary, calls his research: “…what I have come to think of as a new book of secrets. A book as incomplete as the old one was, incomplete as any book must be. A book of half lives, partial truths, conjecture, interpretation, and perhaps even some mistakes. What better homage to the past than to acknowledge it thus, rescue it and recreate it, without presumption of judgement, and as honestly, though perhaps as incompletely as we know ourselves, as part of the life of which we all are a part?” 

I think this is a very good description of The Book of Secrets itself. Some of the stories are incomplete, we never know the truth about some events, we have to interpret what we know and wonder what really happened. I appreciate the ambiguity.  While I was not immediately enthralled with the book, by the end I had come to enjoy it. There are many things to like about the book, including the fact that Mr Vassanji is a good writer.

• It had beautiful writing and lovely descriptive phrases. He brilliantly captures how young Muslim men and women can relate in their protective society: "To joke with a girl is to become intimate - to embrace and cuddle with words when bodies and even looks cannot but remain restrained, hidden. Joking, you can be a child, a brother, a lover. As a lover you embarrass, cause her to shift her eyes, to lose control in a peal of laughter and then stop, blushing as if kissed."
• He included a great Glossary at the end which explained the many African and Indian words and phrases that were used in the book. Usually they were explained in context, but it helped to have this resource when things were not quite clear.
• I liked the comparison of the characters Rita and Ali to Hollywood actress Rita Hayworth and Ali Khan, playboy son of the Aga Khan - and how people in their community saw them in these roles. It also showed how the community's view affected their view of themselves. In some ways they had to live up to these roles.
•  Fernandez writes to a scholar in Toronto to try to get more information about Corbin. This scholar writes that he had given a talk titled " What is not observed does not exist." - a thought provoking title.  I couldn't help thinking how this applies to our world where everything is observed and commented upon via Twitter, blogs, Instagram etc.
• I learned more about the Indian community in East Africa and how those individuals thought of themselves and how they fit into Africa. He describes what it was like for them as colonialism ended and their world changed forever.
  
  
  I would have liked a map included in the book; to show East Africa in the colonial period and then after independence. I wanted to be able to see where Mount Kilimanjaro was located in relation to Dar and the relationship between the other cities and towns mentioned (without having to go and look it up elsewhere). 
  
  
  There was an emotional barrier between the narrator, Pius Fernandez, and the reader. But I decided that this was intentional because Pius was not in touch with his own feelings. He hid from himself in many ways, so he was hidden from the reader as well.
  
  
  Would I recommend The Book of Secrets to other readers? Mr Vassanji also won The Giller Prize in 2003 for his book The In-Between World of Vikram Lall. I read that book and remember liking it much more than this book.  I think I will wait until I re-read that book and make my recommendation then. 
  
  
  If you have read this book, please share your opinions. If you are going to read it now, please come back and post your comments.
  
  
  NEXT: 1995 - A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry