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Beholding Bee by Kimberly Newton Fusco: A Guest Review

February 1, 2013

We have loved getting to know Joanne Fritz from the blog My Brain on Books since she started writing for our monthly panel of book bloggers. When she wrote to ask if she might be able to review one of our upcoming novels, Beholding Bee, we jumped at the chance to feature such a lovely book that so many of us enjoyed. This book goes on-sale February 12 and you won’t want to miss it.

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Historical fiction with a beguiling touch of fantasy, Beholding Bee takes place in New England in 1942. The traveling carnival is the only life eleven-year-old Bee (short for Beatrice) has ever known. Her parents were circus people who died in a truck accident when she was four. Ever since then, she’s been looked after by Pauline, who loves her, teaches her to read, and tries to protect her. They sell hotdogs and popcorn at the carnival. But the owner thinks Bee is old enough to start earning her keep by sitting in the look-see booth, where people would pay good money to gawk at the diamond-shape birthmark covering nearly half of her face.

Then Pauline is forced to go to Poughkeepsie and help set up a permanent carnival, and Bee’s only other friend, Bobby, leaves the traveling show to work in a factory building bomber engines. Bee takes her scruffy stray dog, Peabody, and Bobby’s runt of a pig, Cordelia, and runs away.
But Bee’s never completely alone, because the lady in the floppy orange hat, a lady only Bee can see, is always there when Bee needs her the most. When Bee finds the lady with the orange hat on the porch of a wonderful old house, she knows she’s home. Will a normal life, with school and friends, be possible for Bee now? Or will her diamond-shaped birthmark, or questions about her guardians, prevent her from finding happiness?

A luminous novel about standing up for yourself, finding your inner strength, and discovering the gems within. Bee’s a feisty character, who stomps around in worn-out work boots and overalls, but she’s also terribly vulnerable, and often holds her long hair tight over her face. Reading this, I got inside Bee’s head completely. This is one of those quiet books I’m so fond of (like the author’s previous novels, Tending to Grace and The Wonder of Charlie Anne), although there’s plenty of conflict for young Bee. Short chapters (some only a page or two) keep the pace moving along briskly, and the first-person present-tense narration gives the story immediacy.

The prose is so beautiful it’s poetic, making the novel highly quotable. Confronting two bullies who want to stare at her birthmark, Bee says they “stand grinning, as close to us as dug graves.” After her first day of school, where Bee endures humiliation, she comes home and cries in bed. “…whatever grit I had inside me is gone. I am soft as petals.” And when she learns more about her real family, and especially about all the women who came before her, she says, “I feel their bones gathering within me, knitting their strength to my insides.”

Gorgeous!

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6 Comments leave one →
  1. February 1, 2013 8:12 am

    Did you know that During the first World War, knitting was far more that just an art — it was a cause!

  2. February 1, 2013 3:06 pm

    Sounds like a great book Joanne. Sometimes quiet ones are the best. Thanks for sharing it.

  3. February 1, 2013 5:47 pm

    Great review, Joanne. I’ll definitely be looking out for this one.

  4. February 1, 2013 10:23 pm

    Sounds like an amazing book with an incredibly courageous heroine.

  5. February 5, 2013 8:40 pm

    Oh, I like the sounds of this one. Will look out for it next week.

  6. February 6, 2013 8:59 am

    I love the quotes! Thanks for the review.

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