Review: Black Woods, Blue Sky by Eowyn Ivey

My Five Word TL:DR Review: Beautiful Writing packed with atmosphere

A few years ago I read The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey and was really captivated by her beautiful writing, the atmosphere that she manages to create and the magical realism and folklore that seem to be part and parcel of her storytelling.  I’m not sure that I loved Black Woods, Blue Sky as much as the Snow Child but it was a compelling read nonetheless.  Similarly to SC the ending is bitter sweet and the story is fraught with ups and downs, sometimes feeling really quite sad and on occasion even managing to exasperate me slightly.  But, I’m getting ahead of myself.

This story centres around a young woman called Birdie and her six year old daughter Emaleen.  Birdie is a single mother struggling to cope.  She works in a bar at a roadside lodge in Alaska and frequently indulges in more than she should which leads people to side-eye her more often than not.  She doesn’t have a great deal of money, little support and frequently leaves her daughter in their cabin while she works (at nights) or takes her with her (if she’s working days).  There are lots of questionable actions here yet I wouldn’t say Birdie has bad intentions.  She clearly loves her daughter and this is reciprocated but without doubt their life is a hard one and in some ways Birdie is not only ill prepared to look after another human being but she’s also still hankering after more of a life for herself.  Little surprise that when love comes in the form of a gentle giant of a man who seems to be short on words and shy of relationships she jumps at the chance.  The chance to run away with her daughter into the wilds and live a life of freedom.  Unfortunately, there isn’t always a happily ever after.

I don’t really want to elaborate too much on the plot but rather discuss my thoughts and feelings, which might be a bit messy with this book as it certainly felt like it put me through the emotional wrangler.  

Ivey definitely has a winning way with words and the ability to conjure a scene.  Similarly her characters were well drawn and I found myself wanting something better for Birdie and Em – I really wanted things to work out.

Birdie.  Well, she’s perhaps not the type of character that you will immediately warm to.  I felt exasperated with her at times as she made reckless decisions that for me were just unimaginably dangerous for her daughter – I mean, she decides to go and live up in the mountains, with a man she barely knows, in a place where there is no electricity, no running water, no basic amenities, no way to buy provisions, and yet, in spite of all my concerns – at times the life seemed almost idyllic.  Chasing butterflies, swimming in the nearby stream, picking berries and eating them with pancakes and honey.  The problem with it all – I had a bad feeling about the whole packing up and going to live in the forest endeavour – and this is compounded by the way the story is written.  You never really have a chance to relax, like the author doesn’t really try to lull you into a sense of false security – you are constantly aware that things could, and probably will, turn ugly.  

This brings me to Birdie’s love interest, Arthur.  I’m not going to give you his back story.  He lives a strange and unaccountable life and yet he suddenly finds himself becoming attached to Birdie and her daughter.  He’s an unusual man in that he simply doesn’t mix with others.  His ability even to converse is limited and yet I found myself particularly enjoying the exchanges that he and Em had and perhaps this is because Arthur is almost like a child himself in some respects.

Now, I don’t want to give away spoilers but Arthur can be dangerous.  Which isn’t to say that he is violent or aggressive or that he treats Birdie or Em badly.  More he has a side to his character that is untamed and the more that he and Birdie become attached – the more they become undone.  Arthur isn’t used to restrictions.  He comes and goes at will and yet he now wants to please Birdie, which ultimately starts to have a negative impact on him in unforeseen ways.  On the other hand, Birdie also finds herself falling in love with Arthur which makes her act rashly and without thought about what could be dangerous.  So, here they are, just bumbling along and yet the tension is rising and you can feel the anticipation of something going to hell in a handcart – like the air is positively crackling with the possibility of doom.

Then there are all the thoughts that were churning through my brain.  It just didn’t seem right for Birdie to drag Em up to the middle of the mountains practically on a whim.  Partly if felt like she was running away – on the one hand from all the judgemental looks and interference but on the other – also from responsibility.  It felt like a delicate thing, a bubble, that could burst at any time. 

In terms of reservations.  I thought the last, maybe 20/30% felt almost rushed, particularly given the way the earlier parts of the book meandered and, yes, I would mention, this is not a particularly fast read – or not one that you should try to race through.  It is thought provoking, the writing begs to be lingered over, the backstories are intriguing and well thought out.  The scenery springs to life off the page.  But, like I mentioned above, it feels inevitably sad.  Then there’s this bitter sweet ending which just left me feeling almost unaccountably aggravated, I’m not even expressing myself very well here because even now I have moments of annoyance at some of the events and almost, still, like a longing, a ‘what if’ maybe things could have been different and then I have to give my head a wobble.  It is what it is.  I also had another slight niggle which is difficult to discuss here as it could be a spoiler.  It centres around Arthur and his final actions – I don’t think I really understood how in one respect he is a slave to his own nature and yet later on in the story he seems to feel sadness and guilt – I’m still pondering that one.  I know this is infuriatingly vague but I just don’t want to be that person who spills the beans.

Overall, I enjoyed this.  I think I’d describe it as a little heavier on the black woods than the blue sky but I am a sucker for this author’s way with words.  I look forward to seeing what she comes up with next.

I received a copy through Netgalley, courtesy of the publisher, for which my thanks.  The above is my own opinion.

My rating –  4 of 5 stars 

Can’t Wait Wednesday : Black Woods, Blue Sky by Eowyn Ivey

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“Waiting On Wednesday” is a weekly meme that was originally created by Breaking the Spine.  Unfortunately Breaking the Spine are no longer hosting so I’m now linking my posts up to Wishful Endings Can’t Wait Wednesday. Don’t forget to stop over, link up and check out what books everyone else is waiting for.  If you want to take part, basically, every Wednesday, we highlight a book that we’re really looking forward to.  This week my book is:  Black Woods, Blue Sky by Eowyn Ivey.  Here’s the cover and description:

New York Times bestselling author Eowyn Ivey returns to the mythical Alaska landscape of her Pulitzer Prize finalist The Snow Child with an unforgettable reimagining of Beauty and the Beast that asks the question: can love save us from ourselves?

Birdie’s keeping it together, of course she is. So she’s a little hungover sometimes on her shifts, and has to bring her daughter Emaleen to work while she waits tables at an Alaskan roadside lodge, but it’s a tough town to be a single mother and Emaleen never goes hungry. Still, she remembers happier times—trout fishing with her grandfather and hiking in the tundra—being free in the world of nature.

Arthur Neilsen is a soft-spoken recluse, with scars across his face, who brings Emaleen back to safety when she gets lost in the woods one day. He speaks with a strange cadence, appears in town only at the change of seasons, and most people avoid him. But for Birdie, he represents everything she’s ever longed for. He lives in a cabin in the mountains on the far side of the Wolverine River and tells Birdie about the caribou, marmots and wild sheep that share his untamed world. She falls in love with him and the land he knows so well.

Against the warnings of those who care about her, Birdie moves to his isolated cabin.

She and her daughter are alone with Arthur in a vast wilderness, hundreds of miles from roads, telephones, electricity or outside contact, but Birdie believes she has come prepared. She can start a fire and cook on a woodstove. She has her rifle and fishing rod. In the beginning, it is an idyllic life—the three of them catch salmon, pick berries and swim in sunlit waters. But soon Birdie realizes that she is not at all prepared for what lies ahead: Arthur harbors a dark secret unlike anything she’d ever imagined; and she learns that the Alaska wilderness is as mysterious and dangerous as it is beautiful.

Black Woods, Blue Sky is a suspenseful novel with life-and-death stakes about the love between a mother and daughter, and about the lure of a wild life—about what we gain and what it might cost us.

Expected publication : February 2025

December Countdown, Day 7 : Christmas Tree

December book meme (details here).  Christmas Tree –  traditional style, winter read

The Snow ChildChristmas Tree –  traditional style, winter read :

The Snow Child by Eowyn Ivey

Posted On 27 March 2012

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Just finished reading The Snow Child which is the debut novel of Eowyn Ivey.  The Snow Child is based on a Russian fairy-tale about an old couple who live alone in a forest.  They are unable to have children.  One winter’s evening they build a small child out of snow and dress it with mittens and scarf.  A combination of magic and longing brings the snow child to life to fulfil the old  couple’s desires for a child.

Eowyn’s story brings to us Jack and Mabel.  They have moved to a homestead in Alaska.  A new beginning for them and also an opportunity to escape their old lives which is blighted with sorrow – more so since ? lost her baby during the first few months of pregnancy.

I actually really enjoyed this book in fact I loved it!.  The writing is quite captivating and it does have a magical feel about it.  It isn’t particularly a book filled with laughter and joy but in spite of this it isn’t a sorrowful read.  The couple are indeed sad not to be able to have a family but this doesn’t stop the love which they feel for each other coming across.  Their lives are hard.  After all they’re out in Alaska and let’s face it, it’s pretty damned cold for a lot of the time on top of which they are very isolated and scraping a living is extremely hard work.  However, slowly, and despite their (or more particularly Mabel’s) best efforts against it they make friends with their nearest neighbours and start to enjoy a little more success with their farm.  One evening, following heavy snowfall, they let their hair down and make a snowchild – in the morning the snowchild has been reduced to a pile of snow and the mittens and scarf that the couple used to decorate her with have disappeared.  They then start to see a child, with long blond hair flitting in and out of the woods at the rear of their property.  Eventually they befriend the child and try to take her under their protection.  It is a strange story, not least because you’re never quite sure whether the couple are imagining the child – nobody else ever sees her and the couple’s neighbours think they are suffering from ‘cabin fever’.

I won’t go any further with the plot.  There are apparently a number of variations of this particular story that it would not be difficult to find out about and read.  However, I enjoyed not knowing what version the story would follow and more to the point the fact that I wasn’t sure whether it would follow the fairytale at all or would adopt a different version completely.

I enjoyed reading about the couple and how their lives changed with the introduction of their neighbour’s into it and particularly their son Garrett.  They open up more to each other and their friends and see their home and landscape through new eyes.  There are certainly some beautifully described scenes which make it incredibly easy to conjure up in your mind the beauty and savage nature of the place.

I hope I don’t give too much away if I say the ending is slightly bitter sweet – but don’t be distracted by this.  It’s a lovely story, well told and an amazing debut.  The descriptions and writing are incredibly easy to get along with and the whole magical element is quite beguiling.

Now, on a separate note this particular story will go to one of my challenges currently being hosted by Carl at Stainless Steel Droppings (press this link and go check it out – this is an awesome none-challenge with such cool categories and loads of bloggers taking part and discussing books).  This is a challenge that isn’t a challenge (in other words it’s all about the fun).  There are four elements to this non-challenge – fairy tale, myth, folklore and fantasy.  I do have a dilemma about which category this book fits into however.  The author say’s it’s based on a Russian fairy-tale – so perhaps it falls in the fairy tale element – however, it doesn’t actually have any fairies in it – not sure if that matters.  I’ve been thinking back about some of the stories that we call fairy tales – and they don’t all have fairies or fairy godmothers in them after all – but, personally I feel as though this falls more into a sort of folklore type of story!  Dunno .  Open to suggestion on this one.  But definitely veering to the folklore side?  Help!

Anyway, final note this is a lovely magical tale, emotional, beautiful, well written and captivating.

The Snow Child

The Snow Child

Plus – check out this cover.  I know that I should rise above it but this is a lovely cover and you can’t tell from the picture above but it’s designed to look like an old blue leather bound book.