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A review by eileen9311
The End of the Point by Elizabeth Graver
5.0
The End of the Point revolves around the rambling Buzzards Bay summer home of the wealthy Porter family.
‘Aug 1. Everyone is arriving today with cars and help, and it feels like an actual change of season. I had the strange idea as the cars came down the road that the children and I were the native animals, and now the actual humans will arrive and spoil our peace’.
Spanning sixty years, the story is related in several segments - part diary, part narration. Overall, I was beguiled, and hated to reach the end, my sole reservation being that Charlie’s saga of his dark years became slightly wearing. That said, I loved so many things about this story, and it brought to mind an all-time favorite, Coming Home, by Rosamunde Pilcher. Elizabeth Graver skillfully renders the strength and heartbreak of family - the bonds, the shared history, and the inevitable gene pool at work! Relationships are a key element. A sense of place is also vital to the story, and the reader is transported to a world of incredible beauty.
‘Last night I wished we had not come, for it was bleak, but the morning changed everything. Such a wind, and such clearness and colors, I have never seen before, everything scrubbed clean. The yellow and red chrysanthemums are in full bloom now, and the dahlias. The roses have turned to red berries and the huckleberry bushes and bay bushes to purple russet’. One could almost smell the bracing sea air!
And also ‘I should be glad we are not on Ashaunt, but I hate to miss a hurricane, to feel its power and walk out to the end where the wind might flatten you and the gray waves crest high, then curl and finally teeter and fall. There is almost nothing so beautiful and, at the same time, so frightening, as that curved lip.’
Possibly I’m including too many quotes. However, when a finished book holds lots of saved pages, that’s indicative! How well she writes! A new favorite author!
‘Aug 1. Everyone is arriving today with cars and help, and it feels like an actual change of season. I had the strange idea as the cars came down the road that the children and I were the native animals, and now the actual humans will arrive and spoil our peace’.
Spanning sixty years, the story is related in several segments - part diary, part narration. Overall, I was beguiled, and hated to reach the end, my sole reservation being that Charlie’s saga of his dark years became slightly wearing. That said, I loved so many things about this story, and it brought to mind an all-time favorite, Coming Home, by Rosamunde Pilcher. Elizabeth Graver skillfully renders the strength and heartbreak of family - the bonds, the shared history, and the inevitable gene pool at work! Relationships are a key element. A sense of place is also vital to the story, and the reader is transported to a world of incredible beauty.
‘Last night I wished we had not come, for it was bleak, but the morning changed everything. Such a wind, and such clearness and colors, I have never seen before, everything scrubbed clean. The yellow and red chrysanthemums are in full bloom now, and the dahlias. The roses have turned to red berries and the huckleberry bushes and bay bushes to purple russet’. One could almost smell the bracing sea air!
And also ‘I should be glad we are not on Ashaunt, but I hate to miss a hurricane, to feel its power and walk out to the end where the wind might flatten you and the gray waves crest high, then curl and finally teeter and fall. There is almost nothing so beautiful and, at the same time, so frightening, as that curved lip.’
Possibly I’m including too many quotes. However, when a finished book holds lots of saved pages, that’s indicative! How well she writes! A new favorite author!