Book Review: Awake Unto Me by Kathleen Knowles
Book Review by Bud Gundy
Awake Unto Me is one of those novels that can introduce you
to a whole new genre of fiction.
In my case, I have never read a lesbian love story and was thrilled with
the opportunity to explore a new world of emotion and passion.
Kerry and Beth come from very different worlds in turn of
the century San Francisco – Kerry from the rough and tumble dives of the
world-famous Barbary Coast, and Beth from the sedate calm of San Francisco’s
Mission District.
But they are headed on an inexorable path towards one
another, and finally meet through a mutual friend and mentor, the honor-bound
Dr. Addison. The result is a
deeply felt and thoroughly satisfying story of love and desire. Any gay person will instantly recognize
the fumbling uncertainty and ache of longing that entangles the two characters
as they struggle to vocalize their feelings for one another. Unsure and wary, they feel a growing
sense of destiny as a couple, but are too shocked and frightened to share their
emotions with each other.
Meanwhile, other characters nudge them together in
unintentional ways. A prim
housewife, a bawdy Barbary Coast prostitute, an abusive preacher and even
strangers in hotel rooms and on the dark and unsafe environs along Market
Street push Kerry and Beth closer together. However, the forbidden nature of their desire and their own
confusion prolong the romantic denouement. As readers, we share their frustration at the unnecessary
but wholly understandable delays that even war and a trip across the ocean
can’t hasten.
Along the way, Knowles rewards the reader in other ways,
with vivid and compelling descriptions of life in Victorian San Francisco, a
place that (much like the modern city) contained different levels of existence,
of rigid class distinctions, differing and fluid versions of morality and
frustrating gender barriers to career aspirations. Not to mention the sheer fun of exploring the city that was
San Francisco a century ago, in places you can still visit, and others that
exist only in modern ruins.
I found myself charmed by the story of a quiet girl working
in her parent’s store who befriends another girl who lives in a sprawling,
brawling home of different ethnicity in equal measure to yet another tale of a
girl coming of age under the lackluster but loving care of a drunken and
roughhouse father. Nuance shades
the emotions, sometimes igniting scorn and anger but never without a touch of
tenderness and admiration.
This is an ambitious story, but one that succeeds in drawing
the portrait of an intense love by women who seem unaware of their own bravery
and poise. Perhaps that’s the
essence of courage – to not just defy the odds, but plow on regardless and
heedless, not unaware of the obstacles but in the end indifferent to the
consequences when their emotions become overwhelming.
If I had one complaint, it would be that the vivid
descriptions of a woman breaking into the world of haute cuisine in one of San
Francisco’s finest hotels left room for much more exploration. It left me wanting more, and more is
precisely what I hope to get from Knowles in future novels.
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