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A police lieutenant with the elite "Red Dogs" until she retired at twenty-nine , Aud Torvigen is a rangy six-footer with eyes the color of cement and a tendency to hurt people who get in her way. Born in Norway into the failed marriage between a Scandinavian diplomat and an American businessman, she now makes Atlanta her home, luxuriating in the lush heat and brashness of the New South. She glides easily between the world of silken elegance and that of sleaze and sudden savagery, equally at home in both; functional, deadly, and temporarily quiescent, like a folded razor. On a humid April evening between storms, out walking just to stay sharp, she turns a corner and collides with a running woman, Catching the scent of clean, rain-soaked hair, Aud nods and silently tells the stranger Today, you are lucky, and moves on--when behind her house explodes, incinerating its sole occupant, a renowned art historian. When Aud turns back, the woman is gone.… (more)
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The pace felt appropriate,
If you're looking for lesbian main characters in a story where their being lesbian isn't made the focus and isn't tacked on as a token "and she likes women/is going to discover being attracted to women" either, this does the job.
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Aud is one of the strongest female characters you can meet in fiction. Tall, physically capable, a trained cop skilled in martial arts, knowledgeable about more things that the average person, someone who can build furniture and repair homes, Aud has enough money to not need to work, a curiosity and need to stay busy that leads her to take work, and a closed off psyche. For all of her physical attributes, emotionally, she has plenty of room for growth.
So what am I
First, the Aud character, apparently a complex soul -- introspective -- I don't know about anyone else, but if I spent my time thinking about how easy it would be for someone to slit my lovers throat, I hope that I also have the good sense to check myself into the crazy hut. I don't find that complex or introspective.
Second, the author manages to introduce several convenient events that make her flimsy plot plod along -- one of which, a message left on an answering machine, that literally made me sit up and say what's she doing this for ?-- Aud is framed as being smart -- so why is she so dumb at the most convenient moments, oh yeah, I need to setup my cheesy(might I say contrived) plot twist, so yeah no one will notice if she's dumb for a couple of paragraphs. My point, you actually can see the character stepping out of character to set up the plot -- not good.
Anyway, ultimately I found Aud to be a completely unredeemable character... not particularly likeable, not particularly a good butch, not too smart, although she does blather on and on like she is -- so when we get to the so called love story, yeah, typical dyke relationship, they fall in love after two hours of get to know ya, so that was realistic(ONE THING) -- and then they madly passionately love one another until the inevitable denouement, which happens two hours later, it's enough for a good chuckle and a she's got to be kidding, nope she's not -- I guess it is a great setup for Aud to be tortured and bug the hell out of us in the next book 'Stay' -- with her constant tutorial day dreams about how to die violently.
Well at least she dresses well -- hm, I wonder if her shoes are sensible?
Ah well I gave it 2 stars, I did manage to struggle to the end, even though I thought the ending was so ridiculous that it was a dream until I got to the last page and went -- hmph, maybe she was serious, THAT'S HOW IT ENDED, really... nahhh, you're serious.
I just can't find the strength to go on to 'Stay' -- I don't need anymore 'ridiculous' in my life.
Two stars, for the effort.
I don't know why but the book didn't grip me. I started to drift and then skim and by then jump who pages. I didn't believe the entire Norway sequence, it's odd but the Atlanta passage felt far more real to me, the Norway parts never came alive. I found the end gripping, but would have liked to love the book more than I did.
It's hard to write about this one without spoilers,
6/2009 I love this book, with its hard-edged and icy prose, with its omni-competent but emotionally stunted protagonist, with its heart-wrenching plot twists. It's brutal, but it's also somehow comforting for me. I adore Aud in all her complicated, buttoned-up brilliance. I love how Griffith leaves all the right doors open, all the right things unresolved, and how beautifully she writes. This book is like a really bad cut with an extraordinarily sharp knife- you have no idea how far it's gone in until much, much later.
Also this
While out for a walk one night, former police officer Aud Torvington nearly slams into a women running in the opposite direction. As the
Aud is a fascinating character. On the one hand, she's a skilled fighter, capable of shattering bones with a thrust of her fist and comfortable with violence. Yet, she also has a cool quiet side that enjoys the contemplation of nature and the smooth honest work of carving wood or digging flower beds. In one moment, she can visualize a precise method she could kill the person she's politely talking to (more her reflection on how easily danger can shatter someone's life than an actual desire to act), and the next moment, she's watching the shrews battle in her backyard.
This is not a fast paced noir, with action around every corner. I mean there is plenty of tension and action in the right places, but there is also a lot of still moments. The result of this combined mystery and character study and romance is a fantastic, compelling read that has me eager to pick up the next book in the three part series.
Aud Torvingen is a hell of a character. She’s six feet tall of toughness, danger, ass-kicking, emotionally complex, Scandinavian blondness. A Norwegian expat living in Atlanta, Georgia, Torvingen consults for the police (she’s an ex-cop), works as a
And I lapped all this no-nonsense up. In a move uncharacteristic of me, I read my way straight through Nicola Griffith’s three Aud outings – The Blue Place, Stay, and Always. (Perhaps a new goal for 2012? Just read! That is, why save to savour? Why not savour now?!)
It is difficult to talk about the plots of these three books without spoilers. So essentially it’s a crime series. Not that Aud is a PI or anything, rather, these cases seem to sniff her out. So with most crime/mystery series, there are dead bodies and women of interest (both in terms of the case as well as romantic interest).
One of the biggest surprises that these books had for me were Griffith’s way with places. A very plenty surprise for an armchair traveler like me. Aud travels home to Norway. It is gorgeous. Griffith makes me want to visit.
“It’s a land that doesn’t compromise. It’s snow, ice and darkness in the winter; and endless midnight sun, bright meadow flower and sweet green grass for two months in the summer. Black or white. On or off. Yes or no. It explains some of the way you react to what life throws at you, the pragmatic immediacy, the readiness – you never forget that there are trolls in the hills.”
I was especially taken with Vigeland Park, filled with sculptures by Gustav Vigeland.
“‘Why do you suppose his work was so large?’ she said to herself as we descended the steps slowly. She stopped before the woman washing another woman’s hair. ‘It’s intimate, almost sexual, and yet quite ordinary. I suppose that’s what he was trying to say: everything is ordinary.’
‘He was saying everything in life is special. Every moment is a gift.’”
Griffith’s way with places makes me even want to visit North Carolina, a place that has not been on my list of must-sees. But she describes the woods in which Aud crafts her cabin so mesmerisingly, that I feel a desperate need to step outside, to stand under the shade of a big leafy tree (wrong season I know!), to inhale some fresh air.
“From the roof of my cabin I can see only forest, an endless canopy of pecan and hickory, ash and beech and sugar maple. Wind flows through the trees and down the mountain, and the clearing seems like nothing but a step in a great green waterfall. Even the freshly split shingles make me think of water. Cedar is an aromatic wood; warmed by the autumn sunlight of a late North Carolina afternoon, it smells ancient and exotic, like the spice-laden hold of a quinquereme of Nineveh. It would be easy to close my eyes and imagine a long ago ocean cut by oars – water whispering along the hull, the taste of spray…”
Hard as nails. I’m not sure if I’ve ever used that phrase before but it is exceptionally suited to Aud Torvingen (If there were a film version, I would imagine that Tilda Swinton would be quite suited to the part). But it’s not all about kicks and asses and ass-kicking, Aud is a character who grows, learns, develops, who eventually becomes a different person from the one you first imagine her to be. And yet she manages to stay true to herself. Aud is quite unforgettable.
Aud Torvingen, an ex-cop, is
But when Aud, by chance, comes across a scene of arson, and collides with a woman who's mysteriously running toward the burning house, she feels compelled to investigate... and finds herself drawn into a dangerous and treacherous web of crime spanning art fraud, money laundering, drug cartels and more...
Unexpectedly, she also finds herself falling in love...
And, a personal note for others like me: there are a lot of brand-name products called out in this book. Some people like this because it adds realism; personally, I find it distracting. The author's best efforts couldn't sell enough Saabs to keep them here, sadly.
Well, I did
I just loved this book. Aud is such a great character. I’ve skimmed through a few reviews on Goodreads1 and I just can’t get over how many people dismissing this as a “lesbian romance”, I mean, yes Aud is a lesbian. And there is romance, so both of those words are accurate and true. But would you usually describe James Bond as a straight romantic hero? I mean, he always gets the girl, doesn’t he? And that aspect is usually quite important in the story. But we never do, do we? Straight male authors who pursue a romantic storyline never get dismissed as just a romance. So why do so many people seem to do that when it is a female lead?
I will allow that this is more of a character study than a plot driven thriller or mystery. But I am perfectly fine with that. More character than plot is a plus for me. Your reading may vary.
I loved it and will be reading the sequel soon.