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Isabel Miller (1924–1996)

Auteur de Patience et Sarah

9+ oeuvres 1,219 utilisateurs 18 critiques 4 Favoris

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Notice de désambiguation :

(eng) Isabel Miller is the pseudonym of Alma Routsong.

Œuvres de Isabel Miller

Patience et Sarah (1969) 771 exemplaires
The Love of Good Women (1986) 154 exemplaires
Side by Side (1991) 148 exemplaires
Laurel (1996) 53 exemplaires
Un lugar para nosotras (2000) 2 exemplaires
A Gradual Joy (1953) 1 exemplaire
The Love of Good Women (1986) 1 exemplaire

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Nom canonique
Miller, Isabel
Nom légal
Routsong, Alma
Date de naissance
1924-11-26
Date de décès
1996-10-04
Sexe
female
Nationalité
USA
Lieu de naissance
Traverse City, Michigan, USA
Lieu du décès
Poughkeepsie, New York, USA
Études
Michigan State University (BA)
Professions
novelist
editor
Organisations
Daughters of Bilitis
Notice de désambigüisation
Isabel Miller is the pseudonym of Alma Routsong.

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I read this novel years ago and loved it! Looking forward to re-reading.
 
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Chris.Wolak | 17 autres critiques | Oct 13, 2022 |
This is such a fascinating story. Isabel Miller learns of two real life pioneering women, Mary Ann Willson and her partner, known only as "Miss Brundage," and has to write about them. Willson and Brundage set off to find a place where they could live as an openly homosexual couple. Their courage sparked a story in Miller and Patience and Sarah was born.
To meet the women: Sarah Dowling was raised as a boy; taught to shoot a gun and chop firewood like a man. In Patience's mind, Sarah needed rescuing from that existence. Patience White was a demure and quiet painter, but it was she who started planting the seeds of running away early in her relationship with Sarah. "But could you take it pioneering with you?" Patience asked of the ax Sarah was wielding.
Patience and Sarah was originally published under the title, A Place For Us. The book ends with Patience and Sarah leaving their old lives behind to find a new place where they could be themselves as a couple. Their love endures ridicule and prejudice and even among themselves they harbor doubts. Sheer courage carries them forward.
Patience and Sarah could be considered the very first lesbian historical novel.
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SeriousGrace | 17 autres critiques | Nov 12, 2018 |
i read this entire book with a smile on my face and a smile in my heart, as embarrassed as i am to write that. i'm embarrassed, too, to say how much i truly like this book, but i do. i think that was true on my last read, too, but i didn't let myself see or say that. (much like patience on her first try, ha!) this isn't just a romance - it's full of good writing and excellent one-liners. it manages to be what all the contemporary romance books that i've read aren't. it has story, feeling, character, believable tension, humor, and writing. (not so believable how quickly they fell for each other, but otherwise everything was.)

the point of view switches feel just a little unusual to me, maybe because we don't get any overlapping story from each of the women; we're just told the story chronologically in switching points of view. it feels different than what i'm used to, but it works so well here, and the difference in style in their chapters is well done.

i love so much about this. there was something on nearly every page that i wanted to note, including in the wonderful introduction by emma donoghue that is included in this edition. here's what i limited myself to:

"Time enough later to teach her that it's better to be a real woman than an imitation man, and that when someone chooses a woman to go away with it's because a woman is what's preferred."

i guess i breezed over this passage last time, but this time it really struck me that religion so often puts suffering on a pedestal: "I struggled for calm and unselfishness, to be of service to others, and I thought, why, this is suffering, this is the pain of life, this is what they talk abut in Church, this daily struggle to keep going without knowing why. And I saw what was meant by faith: faith is the belief that this life is not our only chance. Wavering of faith means beginning to believe in this life and wanting to live it, denying all duties and dashing off uncontrolled." so losing faith is like gaining yourself and the belief that you deserve happiness and fulfillment. boom, wow.

"By March I was healed up. Every outside part of me worked just right." i love the simple way sarah lets us know she's still hurting so much emotionally.

"We stayed that way a time that can't be said the ordinary way. One minute - twenty minutes - a thousand years. I don't know.
I felt her take my hand. I heard her say, 'Come on,' and I stood up ready to go anywhere, to her bed or off a cliff or into the fire, anywhere she took me."

"You like it up there, looking at me, making me wait. Before it can go to your head I pull you down and we join our mouths together in a seal I am willing to make permanent and then someone says, 'What are you doing?' not gentle or in sympathy or in any way that belongs in the same room with love..."

"'It may be that one must be a male, or be owned by one, not to be their natural victim.' She sighed, so sad. 'It may be that there's no place on earth for women who refuse to bend their necks to be the wards of males - neatly transferred from father to brother to husband to son to grave.'"

this made me laugh out loud - in trying to make sarah more ladylike for the public: "The main thing left was my walk. What she wanted of me on that was no fit thing for an able-bodied full-grown person with a place to get to..."

"I held Sarah's hand and felt the ancient sea and the new wheels carry us to a life we had no pattern for, that no one we knew of had ever lived, that we must invent for ourselves on a razor's edge, and I tipped my head back and sang three hallelujahs."

"As Edward had said, men make the world go. How does a woman go up to a strange man and announce that she wants to buy a bit of it?"

"We walked back along the main street, past the taverns and inns loud with rivermen and drovers and teamsters. I remembered how once I had envied men because they could have what I needed but could not have. But they couldn't, after all, have what I needed."

maybe this whole book is a little too much. too sweet, too romantic. i don't know. maybe we need that sometimes. i love this. if they had taken more than one brief visit to fall in love it might be perfect to me. (5 stars)

from oct 2016:

3.75 stars. it surprises me how much i liked this. i can't point to exactly why, but it's sweetly satisfying. the writing is good - in some places even quite good. the voices of patience and sarah are distinct and compelling. it reads easily and realistically (except perhaps for how quickly the two fell in love). there is quite a bit of sex (although mostly off page or at least left undescribed); the writing is straightforward and all in all this was a refreshing read that i really liked. i have a feeling that there are things in here that may bother me on a second reading, but this time around, for some reason, it all rang true to me.

"Time enough later to teach her that it's better to be a real woman than an imitation man, and that when someone chooses a woman to go away with it's because a woman is what's preferred."

"Going couldn't be fast enough or hard enough to suit me. I wanted to walk till my feet bled and my knuckles dragged and my belly broke, to see if maybe I could hurt enough someplace else to tire out the knot in my chest."

"I felt her take my hand. I heard her say, 'Come on,' and I stood up ready to go anywhere, to her bed or off a cliff or into the fire, anywhere she took me."

"I held Sarah's hand and felt the ancient sea and the new wheels carry us to a life we had no pattern for, that no one we knew of had ever lived, that we must invent for ourselves on a razor's edge, and I tipped my head back and sang three hallelujahs."
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½
 
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overlycriticalelisa | 17 autres critiques | Jan 29, 2018 |
We read this "Lesbian Classic" for my book group. It was written in 1965, I think, and is a historical novel set in the 19th century; about two women building a life together. I read it back in the day, and liked it then, but was afraid that it would be too romantic and marshmallowy sweet on a re-read. It kind of is, but it is well written and, well, sweet.

I didn't have my old copy (maybe I lent it to someone who didn't give it back?) and so bought this new addition from Little Sister Press. That was a plus, because it has a forward by Emma Donaghue and an afterward with a lot of interesting and gossipy information about Alma Routsong (Isabel Miller was her pen name.)… (plus d'informations)
½
 
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banjo123 | 17 autres critiques | Jan 28, 2018 |

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