Sepanjang yang bisa aku ingat, aku cinta buku. Bukan Cuma cinta, tapi tergila-gila. Biasanya aku menghabiskan berjam-jam berkelana ke toko-toko buku, lupa waktu, menenggelamkan diri ke dunia lain.Sejak dulu aku bermimpi memiliki toko buku. Sebenarnya, sejak dulu aku bermimpi memiliki toko buku yang juga merangkap sebagai kafe. Aku membayangkannya sebagai tempat yang akan memikat pengunjung rutin, orang-orang eksentrik yang menarik, yang mau membuatkan cappuccino jika aku butuh bantuan.Untuk sampai pada dua paragraf di atas, saya harus membaca 84 halaman dulu dari novel chiklit Bookends karya Jane Green ini. Mengapa saya kutip? Sebab, kalimat di paragraf tersebut kok rasanya “gue banget”. Kalimat itu diucapkan oleh Catherine atau Cath, cewek lajang berusia 31 tahun, tokoh utama di buku ini. Cath tak suka berdandan, tak suka pakai rok, doyan makan, dan berhenti memikirkan perkawinan sejak umur 29. Nah..nah…rasanya kok semakin mirip dengan diri saya? Bedanya sedikit saja, dengan rambut Afro-nya yang kriwil-kriwil berantakan, Cath pasti lebih cantik dari saya. Oya, dan saya sedikit lebih tua disbanding gadis Inggris ini.Seperti Cath, saya pun memiliki impian suatu hari nanti bisa punya toko buku sendiri yang menyatu dengan sebuah kafe. Dalam hal ini Cath lebih beruntung karena ia bisa segera mewujudkan mimpinya dalam usia ke-31, sedangkan saya mungkin masih harus bersabar lebih lama lagi. Masalah saya cuma satu : tidak ada dana. Kalian tentu tahu, membuka sebuah toko buku yang juga merangkap kafe tentu butuh modal tidak sedikit. Kalau saja ada jutawan yang bermurah hati memodali saya, saat itu juga saya akan berhenti dari pekerjaan saya yang sekarang dan sepenuhnya mengurusi toko buku impian saya itu.Lagi-lagi untuk urusan modal ini, saya harus iri pada Cath yang tidak perlu berpayah-payah mencari modal sebab warisan dari neneknya sudah sangat cukup untuk menjalankan bisnis idamannya tersebut. Adapun untuk masalah kafe, sudah ada sahabatnya yang bersedia berkongsi: Lucy. Lucy adalah istri Josh, sahabat Cath semasa kuliah dulu.Selain Josh, Cath juga memiliki sahabat yang lain: Si dan Portia. Si seorang gay; sedangkan Portia adalah Miss Perfect yang sukses berkarier sebagai penulis skenario drama sitcom televisi. Lantaran sebuah sebab, Portia sempat dijauhi oleh para sahabatnya itu dan tak pernah berjumpa mereka selama 10 tahun. Mereka baru bertemu lagi saat pembukaan Bookends, nama yang diberikan untuk toko buku Cath itu.Sudah lama sekali rasanya saya tidak membaca novel-novel chiklit. Bukan apa-apa, hanya malas saja dan lebih memilih novel yang agak serius (uuh, padahal baca chiklit itu asyik juga loh). Alasan utama saya membaca Bookends apalagi kalau bukan karena ceritanya yang sedikit banyak mirip dengan kehidupan saya itu? (ngaku-ngaku deh). Sayangnya, Bookends tak melulu berkicau soal Cath dan toko bukunya, namun justru lebih menekankan kisahnya pada tema persahabatan. Malah ihwal Cath yang disebut sebagai cewek penggila buku nyaris tak pernah diceritakan sedang membaca atau belanja buku. Rada janggal ya? Tetapi, sebagaimana umumnya chiklit, Bookends cukup menghibur bagi saya. Setidaknya karena karakter Cath yang, seperti saya bilang tadi, agak-agak mirip dengan saya :D. Saya senang membayangkan diri saya adalah Cath yang berkencan dengan James, pria tampan yang bekerja sebagai agen penjualan properti sekaligus pelukis keren. Walaupun saya tak memiliki sahabat dekat seorang gay, namun saya tidak keberatan seandainya ada seorang lelaki homo yang ingin menjalin persahatan dengan saya seperti Si dengan Cath.Sahabat dekat saya juga tidak seperti Portia yang senang menjadi pusat perhatian. Tapi mungkin saya juga akan berlaku seperti Cath seandainya memiliki sahabat macam Portia yang suka menyakiti orang lain. Apalagi bila orang lain itu adalah sahabat kami sendiri. Tentu saja menamatkan Bookends tidak memerlukan waktu yang lama. Saya hanya perlu waktu dua hari saja. Sekali lagi, saudara-saudara, dua hari! Pasti karena ditulis dalam rangkaian bahasa yang ringan, ngepop, dan mudah dicerna. Humor-humor segar nan cerdas turut memperlancar saya dengan cepat menamatkannya. Memang menyenangkan membaca chiklit (yang bagus) itu. Tak ubahnya seperti menonton film atau serial komedi romantis ala Friends atau Sex and The City. Karen memang di situlah kekuatan dan daya tarik sebuah karya metropop.Pada akhirnya, Bookends memang bukan novel yang memuat kisah tentang toko buku. Namun, jika kalian ingin sejenak mereguk kesegaran sebuah cerita cinta dan persahabatan tanpa harus berkerut kening, buku ini bolehlah dijadikan pilihan. Kriuuuuk…..***
I don't know where this book gets off saying "A Novel" on the cover. Bookends is chick lit, pure and simple. What's the difference? Well, chick lit books are of course novels, in the sense that they're fiction, but novels aren't necessarily chick lit. Chick lit is very specific: it has a female protagonist; the purpose of the story is to hook her up with the guy who the author has, early on, chosen as the obvious perfect guy for her; it's narrated by the protagonist; and the protagonist has almost no personality, only a collection of fun facts you know about her. I'll have to write elsewhere about Chick Lit Protagonist Syndrome, but suffice it to say that they're almost universally wildly codependent, with very little self-knowledge, compulsive emotional eating, no idea whether the guy really likes them even if he comes in with "I Really Like You, Protagonist" tattooed on his forehead, and deep shame about themselves and especially their bodies (which are always telegraphed as very very beautiful despite what the protagonist thinks). Oh, and every man in the book is either gay, married to a friend of the protagonist's, or a future love interest. There are no other options. This one also can't tell a story. Jeeezus. The pacing of this book is rocky; it starts out with several chapters about the characters in their early twenties, then rockets forward to the 31-year-old present with no explanation for the early chapters, then much later on brings back the one character who left the group in those early chapters. It's obvious that she must be coming back, but only because it would be a terrible book if such a pivotal character were introduced and then totally dropped. The story gets back on track with her return, only to drift off again toward the end as every plot thread has to get wrapped up, often off-camera. I can't tell you how many of the characters' experiences are just summarized for us by the narrator. There are times, in the last few chapters, where days and even weeks of intense character development are retold at a breathless pace. Like, she has the narrator tell us that her friend Si is telling us his friend Eva's life story, and we hear the whole ENTIRE thing third-hand, and then we get this: "And she really is [fine:]," Si told me, in wonder, in awe, and then he said goodbye and put down the phone, because he had the rest of the night to think about what she'd said. Come on: how would the narrator even know what he was going to think and do after he hung up? It ends up ringing false because (like any good codependent) the narrator has no boundaries. That is, Green is trying to write the story from the perspective of an omniscient narrator, but puts her in the body of a specific character who couldn't know all this stuff and isn't the right vehicle for it. The problem here is that Jane Green has too many great characters with fascinating stories for one book - the way that she chose to tell it. Si's story would have made a much better book. Or she could have told different chapters of Bookends from different perspectives, letting the overall story unfold as each character played their own part. That would have made an incredible book. Instead, the story is hamstrung by being forced through one rather passive woman's perspective. There are also too many stories happening - the opening of this new bookstore, Bookends, which is co-owned by the protagonist and another main character, and even lends the book its name, takes up a lot of time but barely serves to advance the plot at all. It's a major undertaking, and a major success, and yet there's no emotional impact to it: we're told that it makes the other main character's life very busy, which puts stress on her marriage, but it causes so few problems for the protagonist that it seems pointless other than as occasional comic relief. So: chick lit. Because of the boundary problems, the Chick Lit Protagonist Syndrome, and the slapdash writing. I'm not saying that chick lit can't be well-written, but this particular kind of slapdash fast-paced gallop through a storyline, with little pause for real emotional depth, is characteristic of the genre. I enjoyed Bookends anyway, but I don't think I would read it again.
What do You think about Bookends (2003)?
I liked the whole idea of a novel centered around opening a bookstore/cafe and going for your dreams, but I didn't feel that aspect was central enough, or full enough of suspense and conflict. The good aspects of the book makes me wish I could rate this a tad higher, but it couldn't hold me to the end. I felt I had read this book dozens of times before. This was better written than most chicklit (which isn't high praise), with a heroine that was relatable--not size 0, not born with a silver spoon and not too-stupid-to-live. I did enjoy the English setting and voice. Though this is narrated first person by Catherine Warner, this had an unusually ensemble feel to it, since it's about five friends: Catherine herself, Portia, Simon and Josh who she met in university, and Josh's wife Lucy who is her business partner. Actually, that may have been one of the weaknesses, that the first person voice wasn't the best way to tell the story of this group of friends. And too often--which is also too often a danger of a weak first person--too much is told, not shown, sometimes dragging, sometimes running through events without developing so that pacing was also a problem. Not a problem you tend to notice much because it's really a quick read. A good light airplane/beach read if you're drawn to chicklit, but nothing here makes me want to try more of the author. If many chicklits are tired soap operas, this was far too much of a cliche sitcom.
—Lisa (Harmonybites)
Cath and Portia used to be best friends at Uni, when Portia makes a huge mistake that tears their group of friends apart, they don't see each other for 10 years. However, this book is more about Cath's relationship with her friends that did stick around like Si her best male gay friend, Lucy (a mother-hen type) and Josh (who may or may not be having an affair). Throw in a potential relationship with a real estate agent and Cath's ambition to run a small bookshop and you have all the lines of plot in this book. So, the writing isn't terrible. Told in first person, Cath isn't an unlikable character, she genuinely cares about her friends, but still stumbles and doesn't make all the right choices. That being said, the plot hinges on the fact that no one bothers to confront anyone, and it would take a better writer to make such passiveness interesting. There's a lot of melodrama in this book, I got the feeling that the author threw in a new melodramatic situation when she got sick of one plot strand. This ended up leaving the plot and the characters not fleshed out. The writing wasn't terrible enough for me to put down, but this book definitely falls under the category of 'unthinking chick-lit'.
—Kayla
I jacked this book from my younger sister while vacationing in Seattle. The pink binding on this bad boy bought me some awkward stares, but that didn't stop me from reading Jane Green's tale of a slightly overweight and unattractive woman in her mid thirties who finally finds the perfect romance, and fullfills her lifelong dream of opening a bookshop. Essentially, this is a story about a British Caucasian woman who gets her 'groove' back. Something about Green's conversational writing style and her incorporation of curse words make the experience of reading this "Chick-Book" more like watching a "Chick-Flick." Despite the real tear-jerking paragraphs about her break ups and her homosexual friend's diagnosis with HIV, this novel is to say the very least, enjoyable. Interestingly, I first learned about CD4 counts in AIDS patients from reading 'Bookends' before learning about these prognostic indicators in Pathology or Medicine.
—Asim Rizvi
