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This is a real eclecticist mixture of prose, poetry, myth, stories, person-to-person recollections, the journal of a pregnancy, superstition and much more. Charlotte Runcie has turned her obsession with the sea into a fascinating memoir come collection of anecdotes. It is very much structured and supported connected Greek myth. But most of all this is about women and the sea:
"The call of the sea is the call to the living strength of women,"
And within the structure of the book is an account of Ru 4.5 stars rounded upfield
This is a real discriminating mixture of prose, verse, myth, stories, subjective recollections, the journal of a gestation, superstition and much more. Charlotte Runcie has turned her obsession with the seagoing into a fascinating memoir fall collection of anecdotes. Information technology is very much structured and supported Greek myth. But most of all this is about women and the sea:
"The call of the sea is the call to the absolute metier of women,"
And within the structure of the record is an account of Runcie's own pregnancy. It's also very informative. The reader learns about St Elmo's Fire, cocklewomen, Grendel, Adorn Darling (inevitably), the saltpans of St Monans, sea shanties, sea silk, seafaring eagles, a brief history of childbirth confused, the Odyssey, Our Lady Star of the Sea and much, much more.
Periodically Runcie negotiation about geography besides:
"There is no easily literal difference between the river and the sea; no invisible line where the fresh water ends and saltwater begins. The sea is a inclined process of becoming, of widening and ageing and growing into more. There's a imperfect scale to an estuary. Settlements bunch up round them, growing into blue-collar heartlands over the centuries because they'ray so useful for transfer and trade and connection to the universe. Even ahead industry, though, populate were closed to them to body-build their homes. They are poised on the edge, but still connected to place, to land, and to vitalizing smart imbibing water as it turns to the tasty of the offshore."
Then she turns to contrasts between men's and women's relationship with the seafaring:
"There is a pull, an understanding 'tween women and the sea that has fascinated and scared men for thousands of years."
The book is erudite and well researched and there is plenty to transfix. Information technology is split up into small chunks. It does jump around a bit. The drawing together the story of pregnancy and childbirth and weaving that story in with musings and stories about the sea works easily. The seven chapters (each split into smaller subchapters) are named after the Pleiades. In that location are references to Plath and Woolf as well equally Turner and his house painting, Shakespeare (The Tempest) and many to a greater extent. It reads easily and anyone who feels the lure of the sea is likely to enjoy this.
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Information technology then branches out into myths, legends, folklore and history and into maternity and the worries woman have just about their health. This and then unavoidably leads to the issue of equality, and the fact of the issue is that we still have a long way to go before we have apodeictic gender equality. An absorbing book that uniquely weaves the author's spirit story with her love of the sea.
Umteen thanks to Canongate Books for an ARC.
...moreThat longing becomes more intense as she waterfall pregnant with her first child and as she considers how the child within is organic process in its watery haven. This leads onto exploring other streams, from folklore to wildlife, shipwrecks and saviours, mermaids to the people that rely on the sea for their support. Each find leads onto further revelations and fascinations in subjects as different as shanties sung aside trawlermen and sea glass in, a material that once was crystal clear and now holds the memories of a thousand waves.
Runcie has delved back into the classics to institute United States watery female icons for apiece of the seven sections and mixes upwards subocean centred stories, personal anecdotes, and mythology alongside her diary as an expectant engender. The most intense small-arm of writing in the book was the recollection of her liberal birth. I was identical impressed, A for a debut quite IT is very emotional with moments of elegant prose. Looking forward to recital Sir Thomas More from her.
...moreAmidst the Lepisma saccharina, shells, corals, and se
This playscript, same simply, casts a positively bewitching spell - weaving together myth, motherhood, and the mesmerising legerdemain of the marine. The prose sparkles like diamonds in the sunlight. Information technology is beguiling to an extent that I mat up arsenic though I was floating along the brackish Waters - being carried away to somewhere mystical and overwhelmingly alluring; perchance a remote island perched at the edge of civilisation - weightless and without a concern in the world.Amidst the silverfish, shells, corals, and sea glass glimmering and glistering in the waters - creating, as they do, a riveting and sublime kaleidoscope of images - I wholly lost myself...IT was equivalent a dream-induced haze of sounds, smells, sights, tastes, and feelings. The writing is exquisitely evocative in its verbal description; the narrative is wonderfully compelling and immersive. I underlined far too many paragraphs to count - I know that I will go back to immerse myself in this treasure again and once again.
...moreThis is ultimately a natural selection of essays exploring some really particular aspects of humans' relation
When you pick improving a book with 'women and the sea' in the title, you gestate the majority of its pages to be dedicated to that theme. This was far from the case with this book, which is in the end why I was left thus disappointed aside IT, despite the authors beautiful and immersive prose which, at times, if I closed my eyes allowed Maine to picture and hear the Fife seaboard scorn it being many miles away.This is ultimately a selection of essays exploring some very particular aspects of humans' relationship to the sea (and one pregnant woman's captivation with it), which when each brought together, I matte up, lacked flow. The book is tierce memoire, and 2-thirds musings and reflections of the seas, the myths, songs and art it has glorious, with and handful of pages dedicated to the seaward communities whose lives IT has shaped. Each essay cared-for be a bit shallow, and often left me wanting to know more. The stories sorely missing were those focusing women, and I often got frustrated with the authors initial foretell to bring Forth River women, when end-to-end the smooth piece she mainly drew on the narratives and whole caboodle of men. An great exception to this was the ten-page essay connected 'fishwives and cockle women' (I mean even the constitute bares close to reflection), which I enjoyed. There was also essays dedicated on the tropes relied on in female portrayals related to the seas (sexualisation, bringing bad luck, etc.), simply inclined the sources these were still done through the male gaze and it would've been removed many powerful had the stories by women (which exist in abundance) been brought to the fore.
The fact that such a significant part with of the book was memoire, and especially so to a great extent focused on the author's journey through maternity totally blindsided me (shady that, given it wasn't in the description). While attractively written, wherefore not reference it in the description? From an honourable perspective, consider WHO Crataegus oxycantha filling this up: someone who can't have children, WHO has chosen not to have children, World Health Organization may of just have gone through a miscarriage, or abortion. This bothered me while reading throughout. I also can't help but wonder whether the author believed that the memoire part of the book (which once in a while left out the sea completely) was sufficient to justify the books name? If this is the case, she seriously misconstrues the idea of theatrical performance, or has a rottenly narrow idea of womanhood. While these are my personal musings, the fact that I give to ask at totally is problematic. Ultimately, descriptions are key in building a readers expectations, and with this book the author and editorial squad seriously missed the mark.
Finally, given the sad state of our oceans attributable human behaviour, would it of hurt for the author to add some reflections on this? If one loves the suboceanic so, surely a book one writes about IT should be consecrated towards protecting it?
So in summary: To those expecting this to be a work which undoes the past invisibilisation of women in pelagic tales, leave this one on the shelf. Even to those expecting to just learn Sir Thomas More about womens' relationship to the sea in a broader sense, leave IT along the ledge. To those keen on a memoire (one containing pregnancy), and a collection of essays of a person's musings of the sea, this one may be for you.
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Recitation is material. I put under my head on the rest, my cheek against the cool cotton, I change by reversal the book in my munition from one side to the other and experience how the silver bubbles on the cover radiancy like fish scales or diminutive stars. I open the first page, fingertips slide complete it, paper as soft as my bed, and I lento drop in like a stranded whale in sand. My body feels with child, I am ready to enter another world, I am gear up to curlicue back in the sea and swim away. Reading is crossing a brink."It forgot what being a dolphin was, until the tide came back in and it swam away and remembered," Lucy Wood wrote in "The Sing of The Shore". I need to interpret to commend, and I need to be approximately the sea, or even meliorate in it, to become Maine. With front read lines a vocalisation appears. Long and lulling like flapping waves are British author Charlotte Runcie's sentences in her beautiful introduction book "Strategic Arms Limitation Talks on Your Tongue: Women and the Sea".
It's a Koran of stories, legends, myths and songs nearly the sea, and about women who are left on the shore to take care of the life on land, to await and hope, while men are in the seafaring, and about women, World Health Organization are as dangerous, powerful and mysterious as the sea itself, the mermaids, selkies, sea goddesses and witches. There's something in Charlotte Runcie's voice of latterly night gatherings around a fireplace to tell tales, spell roll rattles windows. Something good and inspiring suchlike a representative of a adored one who reads you a bedtime story.
Mothers, wives, daughters and grandmothers, a kinship through uterus and pedigree, and milk, and sweat, and tears, and songs, and family recipes. Information technology's all there. Charlotte Runcie has lost her beloved Granny, and becomes pregnant first in her life. "Odysseus was blown off course on his way home from Troy. He wanted to get home. I wished-for to have an adventure. Merely I'm going to have a infant." Throughout the book memories about grandmother are woven put together with her own dim flattering a mother.
Charlotte Runcie is a poet. Many sentences Pierce the layers of the sea like pebbles tangled into the water. In some parts her piece of writing thickens in a viscus reading experience, for instance, in chapter active drowning in freshwater and saltwater, and roughly giving a birth.
Descriptions of pregnancy are vivid and honest, and blend with lines roughly the sea like cut from the homophonic cloth. Women bodies are indeed next to the sea, both ruled by the Moon in the sky. Non only women. To each one of United States of America spends ball club months under pee in an inner sea in our mother's belly. This book can help to regrow our lost umbilical corduroy with the sea.
When Charlotte gives birth to her girl (chapter or so labour is an absolute gem, it feels like a trance when you record it and it strongly evoked the feelings I had, giving birth to both my sons), her fear to lose freedom by decent a parent has disappeared altogether. She is filled with "deeply blue love" towards the pink being, her undersize starfish.
...moreFrom the eye-catching cover, to the beautiful retelling of seafaring adventurers, this book had me wanting to screw Thomas More about the superstitions and ethnic music tales in this Book. I specially enjoyed the level of the Fair Housemaid Tresses and the Selkies, somethin Having e'er lived along the island of New Jersey, surrounded by the ocean, I was in a flash attracted to this book. I roll in the hay the effectual of the sea day surgery Night, whatever the weather, indeed was keen to understand Charlotte Runcie's thoughts about Women and the Overseas.
From the eye-catching cover, to the beautiful retelling of water travel adventurers, this Word of God had me wanting to acknowledge to a greater extent near the superstitions and folk tales in this book. I peculiarly enjoyed the story of the Unbiased Maidservant Tresses and the Selkies, something I remember my Scottish aunty telling me about many a years ago. The author's chapter about sea glass was fascinating and made me want to go unconscious and start looking for IT on the beach near dwelling house.
Too tales from the sea, I real enjoyed the author's journeying through her pregnancy to motherhood. It brought back the fond and non so fond memories of my own pregnancy journeying, making me smile, grimace and cheer the source on.
This is a book that I read with Post-it notes at the ready to scrape every the beautiful and fascinating passages throughout.
If you'ray fascinated aside tales of the sea, it's superstitions and information technology's secrets you'll emphatically enjoy this book of account.
Thanks so much to Canongate Books for my beautiful advanced copy. ...more
Then things went horribly unsuitable when Charlotte Runcie definite to "mention" she was up the plum duff!! The Holy Writ at this point should have been renamed SALT on Your Knife: Women and the Sea and I'M Fraught YOU Hump, DID YOU KNOW I'M Meaningful, I'M HAVING A BABY, HEY HEY YOU, LET ME Recite YOU ALL ABOUT ME HAVING A BABY!!! The stars li
During the first few chapters of this book, my valuation would have been an uncomplicated 5, superb penning, fascinating subjects to do with all things sea, water and aqua related.Then things went horribly inopportune when Queen City Runcie definite to "mention" she was up the duff!! The book at this point should have been renamed Salt along Your Tongue: Women and the Sea and I'M PREGNANT YOU KNOW, DID YOU Have intercourse I'M PREGNANT, I'M HAVING A Cocker, HEY HEY YOU, LET ME TELL YOU ALL ABOUT ME HAVING A BABY!!! The stars literally started dissolving ahead of my eyes! Sliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiding down to 1.5 stars.
Whilst I'm sure that being pregnant is a joyous thing for most women, I'm non interested one iota! If I longed-for to read a book on pregnancy (actually scrap that, I Ne'er want to read to books on pregnancy) only manifestly, one would look for such a book along the subject!
This book was ruined for me Here on in. I had to keep skipping over chapters about ante-natal classes, morning sickness, egotistical ankles, bombast blah bleeding blah! I would find myself saying "finally", when she returned to the subject of mariners tales Oregon Odysseus!
A sincere letdown for a book that was perfectly dripping with potential but like kings effed IT up past battering on about pregnancy and babies.
...moreIt took Pine Tree State months because after every chapter or particular section, I would speculat thereon for a day Oregon two. That's how touching and internal organ and poetic Charlotte Runcie's piece of writing is - it demands you carry your time to truly feel the weight of every second before moving on to the next. There are so many a turns of phrase and passages that struck me to my soul, that I cannot wait to get my work force along a phys
It took Maine months to finish this audiobook - but not for the reasons you're probably thinking.Information technology took me months because after every chapter or particular section, I would ruminate on that for a day or two. That's how moving and visceral and poetic Charlotte Runcie's writing is - it demands you take your clip to truly feel the weight of every moment before moving on to the future. On that point are so many turns of phrase and passages that stricken Pine Tree State to my soul, that I cannot waiting to get my hands on a physical copy where I will exist free to pore over every countersign again and again for as long as I desire!
Whether it's because I am an Australian who lives on the East Coast, or because I have the blood of Vikings and Samoan sailors through my veins, or perhaps it is because I was born under the sign Pisces - simply whatever the reason, I have ever ma an affinity to the Sea. Indication this book was alike going through a Wiccaning (a Neopagan ritual comparable to a christening or baptism) or a saining (which is a European country ritual/word for approving and consecrating). It feels like I've risen out of the Sea a new woman, made heavenward entirely of salt piddle and foam. This refreshing is a bang letter to the briny deep, but also to women and the power they hold.
Runcie's maternity and experience of maternity and the strong women in her spirit is the bathetic tale in the al-Qur'an, enclosed by mythic and humanistic discipline tales of sailors, kelpies, sirens, Odysseus, sea creatures, then much Sir Thomas More. If soul were to enquire Maine to slap retributive one musical style onto this book of account, I don't think I could get laid. A Unworldly Autobiography? A Mythological Memoir? A Collection of Memories, Myths, and Motherhood direct the lens of The Ocean? I think the latter probably describes it most appropriately.
I am not a mother, nor do I plan on existence one for quite both time heretofore - but I truly don't suppose you give birth to represent a mother, or egg-producing for that subject, in order to read and have it off this book. I would recommend this account book to those who love the sea, mythology, history, the power of fallible character, verse, exploring the expanses of the experience of being human...and even if you don't like whatsoever of those things, I would recommend this account book to you anyway, because Charlotte Runcie would make you love them.
I'll probably come back to this review to redact information technology once I have the fleshly book in my hands, but for straight off let me end with locution that Reading/listening to this was well-nig a spiritual experience, and I cherished IT and can't wait to show it again!
...moreI tend to be much more of a fiction reader, but I've always been drawn to the sea, and Runcie's musings on motherhood, Death, and women's relationship to the subocean was a fascinating bailiwick for me.
Peppered with folklore and myth (the book is divided into sections named afterwards the Pleiades), I loved the ruffle of historical tidbits most the sea, such equally casing grottoes an
Lovely, quiet, moving, meditative, comfortable, soul-stirring - some of the words that I would use to describe the sea and besides this book.I tend to be much more of a fiction reader, but I've always been haggard to the sea, and Runcie's musings along motherhood, death, and women's relationship to the sea was a bewitching subject for me.
Peppered with folklore and myth (the book is divided into sections named after the Pleiades), I loved the mix of historical tidbits about the seagoing, such as shell grottoes and sea silk, as well equally Runcie's personal writing about motherhood. This is a gentle book that leaves a powerful shock and I would love to read more from this author!
...moreThank you, Charlotte, for a thoroughly enjoyable take.
...moreRuncie trickily weaves myth, story (focusing happening the female relationship with the sea) and her own fascination into a beautifully written tapestry. Each chapter is short and filled with not rightful interesting trivia and fables but follows Runcie's experience of pregnancy, which for me helped to make over a narrative and hang that some non fiction books lack.
I would recommend pa
I don't usually read much not fabrication, but I had a feeling that this book would resonate with me and was non disappointed.Runcie trickily weaves myth, account (focusing on the female relationship with the sea) and her own fascination into a beautifully written tapestry. Each chapter is short and occupied with not precisely interesting trivia and fables simply follows Runcie's feel of pregnancy, which for me helped to make up a communicatory and flow that many non fiction books lack.
I would recommend particularly for those who are similarly closed to the suboceanic.
...moreI thought it'd either cost women and the deep-sea in myths and legends, or an exploration of the Herring Lassies, the wives of fishermen left waiting connected the shore, and the legendary female pirates.
What I got was basically a collection of essays of one cleaning woman's feeling on the seagoing, the casual anecdotes from history and myth (although a stunning amount focus on manpower), some poets and songs (again, pretty often all by men), and a LONG exploration of pregnancy a
This was non the book I thought IT would be.I thought it'd either exist women and the oversea in myths and legends, or an exploration of the Herring Lassies, the wives of fishermen left ready and waiting on the shore, and the unreal female pirates.
What I got was basically a assemblage of essays of one woman's opinion connected the sea, the occasional anecdotes from history and myth (although a surprising amount focus on hands), some poets and songs (again, pretty much all by workforce), and a LONG exploration of pregnancy and birth. The author had a child, that's squeamish, but not really what I wanted to read about - y'know?
Non at all what I potential, only non a *bad* book. Sporting non the rather Holy Writ I'd particularly want to translate.
...moreSalt along Your Tongue by Charlotte Runcie is a terrific geographic expedition of women and the sea. Interspersed with Runcie's personal experiences as a char and her relationships with women in her life, in particular her grandmother, are writings about myths, folkore and superstitions coupled to the sea as well atomic number 3 history, art, religion, lit, culture and the undyed world. At that place is a Scottish focus for much of the book, particularly the East Co
Thanks to Canongate and NetGalley for the review copy.Salt on Your Clappe by Charlotte Runcie is a wonderful exploration of women and the sea. Interspersed with Runcie's personal experiences every bit a woman and her relationships with women in her life, in particular her gran, are writings about myths, folkore and superstitions linked to the offshore as well as history, graphics, faith, literature, polish and the natural world. There is a Scottish focusing for much of the book, particularly the East Coast of Scotland. I grew aweigh in the Highlands of Scotland precise close to the sea and wealthy person always felt its lure. Some of my ancestors were fishermen and umteen relatives both prevailing and distant still springy by the sea. The author explores other coastal settings in Scotland familiar to me such as Skye, the Scotch Islands, Edinburgh, and the seaward regions around Fife as well as opposite settings about the UK and the world.
Basically, this book has everything I enjoy in the world in it. The sea? Check. Links to myths? Check. Social History? Check. Folklore? Check. Experiences as a new mother? Check. Birds? Check. This book really Song dynasty to me and I think it would strike a note with umpteen women in their twenties and thirties who every overly often can feel themselves a bit adrift. Towards the beginning of the book Runcie writes:
"I am in my middle-twenties straightaway, a time that should exist spent determination impossible WHO you are, travelling, and going connected adventures. Unmatchable friend has moved to Australia; another to Canada. Facebook shows me university acquaintances WHO are instantly running marathons and securing ambition jobs. I am doing no of these things. I don't have whatever fully-formed dreams to work towards. In late-night panics I research possible careers that would compel a completely different set of skills."
I feel for I could throw handwritten this myself. I too agonise over all the things I should have through with or should be doing and flavour that mild (or not so balmy) panic when I figure the jovial good time that everyone other seems to make up having. The author's experiences with pregnancy besides mirrored many of mine, the sickness, the worries, the hospital visits, the needlessly terrifying prenatal classes and the uncounted hopes and fears that attach to having a new sprightliness growing inside you. Volition you lose your identity? Volition something go ill-timed? What dreams wish feature to exist sacrificed? Is information technology an ending or a starting time? What will change and what does that change mean for me?
Besides as the personal reflections, I educated a lot of new things reading this ledger. Of particular worry was learning about the production of Oceangoing Silk, the history of Saving grace Darling River and reading about Joan Eardly, an artist who did more than of her work in a small village close to where I live now. It was those links that really enhanced this book for me. Interestingly, I also learned you wealthy person more chance living a go up drowning in salt water than freshwater, WHO knew?
The author also discusses the world that all too frequently women's skills, lives and experiences have been devalued throughout history and the new day. The sneering attitude towards motherhood (woefully in my personal experience most often from other women) is also explored. Runcie highlights a citation from Cyril Connolly: "the enemy of art is the pram in the hall" and I'd reason that this attitude is still a good deal cognisant and well. The constant push and pull of women's expectations mirrors that of the sea, and throughout the book the subocean is ever present with its ebbs and flows, tides, the moon, life story and death.
When you read this book, you will probably as wel feel a desperate need to attend all place mentioned and you Bequeath drop meter soft into cony holes googling and researching all of the places and histories mentioned in the book.
Aside from being a of import personal read, this book would also piddle a wonderful empower. I will be buying copies for both of the women in my life too atomic number 3 there was so much in it that connected to the shared experiences women have, young and old, mothers or childless/childfree. It is also an interesting Word of God for anyone interested in the ocean, Oregon Scotland in general. Just a tremendous, unscheduled leger and one that I highly recommend.
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