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For those who have read my reviews, then they know that I have mentioned that Isabel Allende is my favorite writer. Her most recent book, In the Midst of Winter, left a bad taste in my mouth because it was largely devoid of her magical realism that I love. Craving a book with magical realism but not knowing which author to turn to, I decided upon her only memoir which I had not yet read, My Invented Country. A journey that takes readers from Chile to California and back, Allende paints a picture of a proud country that revels in traditions, one that she is honored to be a part of.
Having previously read Allende's other memoirs, Paula and A Sum of Our Days, I was familiar with many of the stories of her youth. From her life as a diplomat's daughter living overseas to relishing the moments spent at her grandfather's side in the large house on the corner in Santiago, Allende's childhood was a chock full of stories, not without its share of controversy. In telling the story of her life, there is going to be overlap. Whereas in Paula as Allende tells a detailed story of family history to her daughter lying in a coma, My Invented Country briefly touches on the family while embellishing the country of Chile for all that it is famous for. We are regaled in the nation's history from its civil war with Peru and Bolivia in the 1880s up until the Pinochet years. In between, Allende calls Santiago the London of South America all the while giving instances of the idiosyncrasies that Chileans are famous for. The history and Chilean culture make appearances in her novels so these were not new to me; however, it was interesting to find out about the background research that goes into every novel that Allende writes. This makes me appreciate her all the more as an author.
As I read through Allende's memoirs, I find out more and more about her personal life. Readers discover that her first job was as a columnist in a new woman's magazine and as a television report on a comedy news show. This was in the 1970s and Allende was the token woman; her experiences lead her to the feminist leanings that she has had for her entire life. Once her family fled Chile for Venezuela during the 1973 coup d'etat which overthrew her uncle's presidency, she started to write novels. The basis for The House of the Spirits was a year long letter that Allende wrote to her grandfather back in Santiago as he lay dying. One year and over four hundred pages later, she completed the novel. It was in Venezuela that she got ideas and penned Eva Luna, Of Love and Shadows, and The Stories of Eva Luna. Each novel got ideas from her life and family history and written from the heart.
At age forty five, Allende immigrated to California, having married an American and receiving residency papers. For the last thirty years she has called both San Francisco and Chile home, traveling the world to promote and find ideas for her books. As an immigrant, Allende was almost immediately captivated by the early history of California, planting the seeds for her novels Daughter of Fortune and Portrait in Sepia, which make up a trilogy that ends with House of the Spirits. Allende sees many similarities between the terrain of San Francisco and Chile, making it easy for her to adapt to life in the United States, making her immigration almost seamless. She points out that had she met her husband in Indonesia that she would have moved there, believing in divine providence and that everything takes place at its proper appointed time. Yet, he is a proud Californian just as she is a proud Chilean, and she joined the millions of twentieth century immigrants who now call the United States home.
While I did not learn much new information by reading My Invented Country, I did glean how Allende is constantly finding new material for her novels. Writing with a nostalgia for the country of her youth while still being able to move between two countries, Allende has adapted to life in the late 20th and early 21st centuries. This memoir did not completely alleviate the sour taste I got in my mouth from reading her last novel; however, it did allow me to be privy to her soothing words that make me feel that she is an old friend or older family member. I am still craving a novel full of magical realism, but for now, My Invented Country more than suffices.
4+ stars
Having previously read Allende's other memoirs, Paula and A Sum of Our Days, I was familiar with many of the stories of her youth. From her life as a diplomat's daughter living overseas to relishing the moments spent at her grandfather's side in the large house on the corner in Santiago, Allende's childhood was a chock full of stories, not without its share of controversy. In telling the story of her life, there is going to be overlap. Whereas in Paula as Allende tells a detailed story of family history to her daughter lying in a coma, My Invented Country briefly touches on the family while embellishing the country of Chile for all that it is famous for. We are regaled in the nation's history from its civil war with Peru and Bolivia in the 1880s up until the Pinochet years. In between, Allende calls Santiago the London of South America all the while giving instances of the idiosyncrasies that Chileans are famous for. The history and Chilean culture make appearances in her novels so these were not new to me; however, it was interesting to find out about the background research that goes into every novel that Allende writes. This makes me appreciate her all the more as an author.
As I read through Allende's memoirs, I find out more and more about her personal life. Readers discover that her first job was as a columnist in a new woman's magazine and as a television report on a comedy news show. This was in the 1970s and Allende was the token woman; her experiences lead her to the feminist leanings that she has had for her entire life. Once her family fled Chile for Venezuela during the 1973 coup d'etat which overthrew her uncle's presidency, she started to write novels. The basis for The House of the Spirits was a year long letter that Allende wrote to her grandfather back in Santiago as he lay dying. One year and over four hundred pages later, she completed the novel. It was in Venezuela that she got ideas and penned Eva Luna, Of Love and Shadows, and The Stories of Eva Luna. Each novel got ideas from her life and family history and written from the heart.
At age forty five, Allende immigrated to California, having married an American and receiving residency papers. For the last thirty years she has called both San Francisco and Chile home, traveling the world to promote and find ideas for her books. As an immigrant, Allende was almost immediately captivated by the early history of California, planting the seeds for her novels Daughter of Fortune and Portrait in Sepia, which make up a trilogy that ends with House of the Spirits. Allende sees many similarities between the terrain of San Francisco and Chile, making it easy for her to adapt to life in the United States, making her immigration almost seamless. She points out that had she met her husband in Indonesia that she would have moved there, believing in divine providence and that everything takes place at its proper appointed time. Yet, he is a proud Californian just as she is a proud Chilean, and she joined the millions of twentieth century immigrants who now call the United States home.
While I did not learn much new information by reading My Invented Country, I did glean how Allende is constantly finding new material for her novels. Writing with a nostalgia for the country of her youth while still being able to move between two countries, Allende has adapted to life in the late 20th and early 21st centuries. This memoir did not completely alleviate the sour taste I got in my mouth from reading her last novel; however, it did allow me to be privy to her soothing words that make me feel that she is an old friend or older family member. I am still craving a novel full of magical realism, but for now, My Invented Country more than suffices.
4+ stars