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#39: Rainbow's End by Lauren St. John

  • Jun. 23rd, 2007 at 3:12 PM



Date Finished:  6/23/2007
Pages:  269
Category:  memoir
Rated:  F
Cover:  paperback
From:  arc
Reason for Reading:  desire

Horrible.  Boring.  I felt St. John completely lacked passion in her writing.  It makes me wonder if she is this boring in person.  Don't waste your time.  It started out with an exciting murder, and then the excitement simply disappeared.  Maybe she should focus her writing on other people and not herself.  *yawn*

Set against the backdrop of the Rhodesian civil war, St. John's memoir (after 2003's Hardcore Troubadour) of growing up on a farm and game preserve in the 1970s deftly conjures up the smells and sounds of the African bush and the era's climate of unashamed racism and feverish patriotism. In April 1975, after a sojourn in South Africa, St. John and her family returned to Rhodesia: her South African--born father, Errol, longed to defend his adopted homeland from the nationalist threat. When not away "fighting black terrorists," he managed a farm called Rainbow's End, where four previous tenants, including the author's classmate, were murdered by guerrillas. In exuberant prose, St. John, who was born in 1966, conveys a 12-year-old's wonder of roaming her own private game park, but the child's voice darkens when she notices the "maroon punctuation mark of dried blood" on her bedroom wall. Scenes evoking the land's great beauty dissolve into unsettling images of slaughter, and St. John faces her family's politics as she matures. Though St. John's memoir is not as tight or pitch-perfect as Alexandra Fuller's Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight, she bears witness to a remarkable story. (Apr.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information. 

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(Anonymous) wrote:
Aug. 14th, 2009 11:58 pm (UTC)
I was shot on 12th January 1978 on that farm
Seems interesting to me that she noticed blood on the bedroom wall that was down a passage and no-where near the lounge in which the murders took place. Two of us spent more time than I care to remember in hospital aged 15 and 12 respectively recovering from gunshot wounds.
Brian Landry, New Zealand
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