Showing posts with label Alaska. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alaska. Show all posts
Saturday, August 04, 2012
The Snow Child, by Eowyn Ivey
Great story! Set in Alaska in the 1920s. I really enjoyed the interplay of relationships in the book, the coming-to-acceptance of unlikely events. I'm still not sure what to make of the little girl, but the story was delightfully told.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
The Yiddish Policemen's Union, by Michael Chabon (on CD)
A clever book that is ostensibly about solving the murder of a heroin addict living in the same SRO hotel in which the main character--a Sitka policeman--lives.
The set-up of the story is, however, that Sitka and environs was set aside in the 40s as a settlement for European Jews when it became apparent that Hitler was going to target them. As a result of this, fewer Jews were killed in the Holocaust, and Israel never became a country in 1948. The settlement is set to 'expire' just weeks after the murder in question, and the U.S. government wants all cases solved or dispatched to the cold case files before they take over.
The problem with this case is that the victim turns out not to be some faceless nobody, but the son of the most powerful rabbi in the area, a man once thought to be the Messiah.
And then the fun begins. It's a good book. A bit weird to hear what (to me) sounds like New York accents coming from Alaskans, but the man who did the reading did an outstanding job with voices and accents. One of the best I've listened to, actually.
The set-up of the story is, however, that Sitka and environs was set aside in the 40s as a settlement for European Jews when it became apparent that Hitler was going to target them. As a result of this, fewer Jews were killed in the Holocaust, and Israel never became a country in 1948. The settlement is set to 'expire' just weeks after the murder in question, and the U.S. government wants all cases solved or dispatched to the cold case files before they take over.
The problem with this case is that the victim turns out not to be some faceless nobody, but the son of the most powerful rabbi in the area, a man once thought to be the Messiah.
And then the fun begins. It's a good book. A bit weird to hear what (to me) sounds like New York accents coming from Alaskans, but the man who did the reading did an outstanding job with voices and accents. One of the best I've listened to, actually.
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