(6/12/2010)
I have two real loves when it comes to my reading of late – I love historical fiction or fiction set in history and I love stories that bring me back to Victorian-style romances a la Jane Austen.
I thought that Kelly O’Connor McNees first novel The Lost Summer of Louisa May Alcott rang true for both of my loves – this involved real characters in the setting of their time, but a fictionalization of the story, and it was a love story that followed Jane Austen’s formula. I couldn’t wait to get back to it every time I put it down.
The facts that were presented were obviously the result of considerable research and I truly felt that I knew (and disliked) Bronson Alcott, Louisa’s father as well as Louisa May Alcott, by the time I was finished. And, although the feminist altitude of Louisa herself seems to be perceived through the lens of a woman of the 2000’s, Alcott’s writing allows for such a perception.
As ambiguously as McNees describes the relationship between Louisa and Joseph, there was an aspect I felt was gratuitous and unnecessary to the time and type of literature. But on the whole, it was wonderful to have the type of story, that made me fall in love with fiction to begin with, to relish. That it was about an author, whom I loved and read, made it all the more pleasurable.