This is the
story of a year in the life of Clara, a seventy-something-year-old woman,
widowed, living alone, struggling to make ends meet. It tells how her life is
changed by the arrival of a cat on her doorstep. The cat, not so very important
in itself, is the catalyst that brings into Clara's life a crowd of new people,
and triggers a series of events, some dramatic, some not so. There are elements
of the thriller, the crime novel and the real life drama here, although the
novel does not finally settle into one genre rather than another.
There is
something very endearing about Clara. The story is told in the first person and
largely in the present tense, from her point of view. The reader is invited
into her inner life and struggles, as well as to witness the events which crowd
this year of her life. She is a spunky, courageous, slightly unconventional
woman, who enjoys her solitude, but, ultimately, comes to value the unusual
people that the cat, directly or indirectly, introduces into her life. There is
Cynthia, the aging, wealthy many-times married socialite, and Mackey, her
equally aging gay friend. There is Tony, a sophisticated business man, whose
business is mostly illegal and somewhat dangerous. There is Robin, the hapless
son of Clara's late husband, of whose existence she previously had no
knowledge. And there is the Native American family, mother, father and two
children, together with their other relatives, who adopt Clara as their own.
During this
year Clara witnesses a gangland shooting, becomes a 'mule' within Tony's
organisation, and finds herself the recipient of unexpected financial resources
from a variety of sources. Clara's narration of these events and the insights
she gains into herself are told with a wry, self-deprecating sense of humour.
The story itself relies a little too much on coincidence for my taste. It loses
steam in places. I was also unconvinced by the way in which Clara became so
trusting of certain people so quickly. There is a slightly chaotic and
seemingly random element to the narrative at times, which could be explained in
terms of the narrator's personality, but I suspect is related more to that of
the author. While this chaos worked well sometimes, there were occasions when
more discipline would have helped the telling of the story. There is a kind of
stream of consciousness which needed to be reined in from time to time. The
story needed more structure and discipline in the telling. Sometimes the words
seem to be rushing onto the page. Grammatically this is reflected in numerous
run-on sentences and comma splices. I think that some of the typographical
errors might also be attributed to this uncontrolled gushing forth. There were,
overall, too many grammatical, punctuation and spelling errors in the book. I
gather that the author's first language is French rather than English, so this
may account for some of the errors.
In summary I was impressed by the enthusiasm and energy of the writing, reflected also in the character of Clara, but this was marred sometimes by a lack of discipline and structure: the balance was just not quite right. I give The Cat Did It three stars.
In summary I was impressed by the enthusiasm and energy of the writing, reflected also in the character of Clara, but this was marred sometimes by a lack of discipline and structure: the balance was just not quite right. I give The Cat Did It three stars.
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