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This was a well-written description of the relationship between Eleanor Roosevelt and Lorena Hickok, along with details about Hick's earlier life. It's full of details about their lives, and was especially interesting since my knowledge of that time and FDR's presidency is limited. While it is fiction, it felt very true to the events and the participants. Hick's voice is strong and direct, yet is brought to a very poignant conclusion.
Eleanor Roosevelt is one of the strongest and most popular First Ladies. This fictionalized historical account of her friendship and romantic liaison with 'Hick' was not taught in school. This story is from Buck's point of view and is well written as Amy Bloom books are. Thank you, Netgalley, for the opportunity to read and review this story. 3.5/5 Stars
Overall, this was a depressing story. While it is a fictionalized account of part of Eleanor Roosevelt's life, there are many parts that are based on facts. It is sad/depressing because the people are depicted must live lives circumvented, never allowed to be true and free. Amy Bloom has the wonderful ability to evoke a time period, giving you enough details to anchor you to the time and place, and as always, her writing is evocative, full of longing. I would recommend this book.
An unexpected fictional story of Eleanor Roosevelt and her lover/dear friend Lorena Hickok. A forbidden love story of two impressive women. Well written and heart wrenching. Many thanks to the NetGalley and the publisher for providing a review copy. This is my honest opinion.
At the beginning of this book, I thought it was a terrible account of an impossibly awful childhood, and when I discovered the girl it presented was based on a real person, it made me very sad. But this child amazingly took her life in her own hands and survived, becoming a reporter and the reputed “partner” of Eleanor Roosevelt. The evidence seems to support their love for each other, physical or not, but Lorena Hickok was most of all a friend. Eleanor is presented here as a rather brusque, matter of fact, and stern person. Perhaps Hick, with her no-nonsense demeanor was the best possible friend, but this story certainly didn’t portray the first lady in a very intriguing or interesting light. The book just left me unsatisfied. It was a rather dull and dreary account of a life that I had always thought was fascinating.
White Houses is a timely read which I don’t think Amy Bloom could have predicted. In response to a recent immigration border policy separating children and parents, First Ladies from past to present spoke out. If Eleanor Roosevelt was still alive, her voice might be the loudest. Secondly, June is Pride month and I can’t help but think how Lorena would relish that with Eleanor and her linking arms.
The narration of White Houses is Lorena Hickok’s point of view. There is the backstory of Lorena’s youth, how she grew up poor and was forced to work at age eleven as a maid after her mother passed away. Drifting from job to job she found herself as a secretary where she learned to type. Using that skill, she worked her way up to be the most known female writer of the Associated Press. Lorena meets Eleanor when she was on assignment writing about Franklin D. Roosevelt’s campaign for president. After he wins the presidency, it becomes apparent that Franklin and Eleanor’s marriage is one of convenience not passion. Franklin has his mistresses and Lorena has her own room in the White House. For three decades we follow the ups and downs of the relationship between these compassionate women.
Eleanor having debutante status and Lorena a hardscrabble youth, they couldn’t be more opposite, but find solace in their “friendship”. When a mutual friend tries to blackmail Lorena with going public about her affair with the First Lady, her brash personality is uncompromising leaving the blackmailer with nothing. It saddens me that Lorena takes a backseat in family affairs where she is hardly acknowledged, but in pubic she is referred to as the “first friend” and she is always by Eleanor’s side. It feels like an unstated acceptance of their relationship.
At its very core, this is a love story about the deep, intimate feelings that First Lady, Eleanor Roosevelt and Lorena Hickok “Hick” had for each other. It’s touching and beautiful.
I highly recommend this beautifully written, intimate look at a forbidden love that helped shaped one of the most powerful women in American history. Amy Bloom has very eloquently conveyed the depths of emotion connecting these two women, as well as the heart-wrenching conflict of loving someone who can never truly be yours. I loved how the author conveyed Lorena’s feistiness and willingness to speak her mind when others might have held back. In fact, Ms. Bloom wrote all the characters as “real” people, warts and all, and I think that added tremendously to the depth and charm of this novel. Many thanks to the publisher and NetGalley for providing a review copy. This is my honest opinion.
This is a beautifully written fictional account of the love affair between Eleanor Roosevelt and Lorena Hickock. It is fictional, but the author's knowledge of the real life characters and masterful prose truly bring the story to life. It gives quite a different picture of Eleanor than usual assumed. The tough and resolute woman that is so often remembered by history is replaced by a humanly weak and vulnerable woman. Although it shows her weaknesses, to me it actually made her more likeable and warm. I enjoyed the insight into the Roosevelt presidency, even if it was somewhat fictionalized. It is obvious that Ms. Bloom did quite a bit of research into the family and those around them.
I like historic fiction and was excited to read this book. I expected to enjoy it, but ended up totally blown away by the depth of the story. It is just so readable and believable! I think anyone would appreciate this book, unless you are just too turned off at the idea of Eleanor Roosevelt in love with a woman. If you can deal with that, I highly recommend Ms. Bloom's "White Houses".
My thanks to the publisher and NetGalley for the opportunity to read and review this title.
As an adult reader, I liked this book.
As a high school teacher-librarian, it's not for my kids.
I noticed the reviews for this book were not stellar, but I was intrigued enough to read it anyway. I found this story to be one of heartbreak and great attention to historical detail, and I literally could not stop reading. I cannot recommend this enough as I feel it is absolutely perfect for our university student population. Thank you, NetGalley, for the chance to read it.
Lorena Hickok meets Eleanor Roosevelt in 1932 while reporting on Franklin Roosevelt's first presidential campaign. Having grown up worse than poor in South Dakota and reinvented herself as the most prominent woman reporter in America, "Hick," as she's known to her friends and admirers, is not quite instantly charmed by the idealistic, patrician Eleanor. But then, as her connection with the future first lady deepens into intimacy, what begins as a powerful passion matures into a lasting love, and a life that Hick never expected to have. She moves into the White House, where her status as "first friend" is an open secret, as are FDR's own lovers. After she takes a job in the Roosevelt administration, promoting and protecting both Roosevelts, she comes to know Franklin not only as a great president but as a complicated rival and an irresistible friend, capable of changing lives even after his death. Through it all, even as Hick's bond with Eleanor is tested by forces both extraordinary and common, and as she grows as a woman and a writer, she never loses sight of the love of her life.
My thoughts
I wanted so bad to actually either like this or love it but unfortunately its neither , I kept hoping the more I read there would be something I would like about the story but it just didn't work for me, it didn't pull me in at all ,didn't keep my attention, so with that said I still want to think Netgalley for at least giving me a chance at reading it and review it in a change for my honest opinion
I was truly surprised by how much I enjoyed this book. At first glance, the premise wasn’t what I thought it would be. But I received a free review copy from the publisher through NetGalley and had no good reason NOT to read it.
This is the fictionalized story of Eleanor Roosevelt and her “First Friend” Lorena Hickok “Hick”. I was excited to read the authors note at the end to take me down a rabbit trail to learn more - I was disappointed there were no specific references in my advanced copy but I’m hoping they were added for the final release! You know the story was well told when I just want to keep learning more and more and more!
The writing in this book is absolutely exquisite! It is witty and telling. It is deep in a quick way without overlooking significance.
This book is for fans of The Paris Wife (I am one) - the struggle of love and the words used to capture the good and bad times. They’re both about broken people, finding love and remaining broken. Love is therapeutic but not always completely healing. And that reality is so raw and well told here.
A really well done biography. Captivating, historical and respectful of the subject matter. I loved it and have already recommended it to friends I know will love it.
I wanted to like this book, I really did. It was interesting to hear about history from a completely different insider viewpoint. However, what bothered me is that the jumping back and forth became a bit convoluted at certain points. I felt whip-lashed from all of the jumping back and forth and was less emotionally invested in their relationship.
I find this relationship interesting from a historical perspective. I did not know that Eleanor Roosevelt had female lovers and was interested to learn of this prominent reporter Lorena Hickok. I was confused throughout the book as I could not find a flow to the story. It seemed like each chapter was a page from a diary but it didn't connect for me. I also didn't know some of the people in the book and would have liked to know their positions in the white house.
I posted this on Amazon, Mary 30, 2018
White Houses has been sitting on my shelf for some time and finally, I grabbed it off my shelf and found a grassy, shady spot to hide in a coulee till I finished reading this story.
Amy Bloom beautifully captures the hidden love between Eleanor Roosevelt and journalist Lorena “Hick” Hickok. She does a fanatic job creating a compelling picture of the relationship between these very different women from different backgrounds. Though Hick’s perspective she brings to life their relationship while giving us Hicks’ take on Franklin Roosevelt and life in the White House. We see some history as well though Hicks’ eyes that really added to the story.
Hick makes an interesting and compelling voice and she really steals the show here in this story for me. She is tough with brass knuckles who is funny and opinionated and I really enjoyed learning their story through her.
White Houses was a very interesting read for me as it pulled into the story yet at times I found myself uninterested in parts but still completely drawn into the emotional depth of this brilliantly written story. I highly recommend.
Thank you to NetGalley, Random House and Amy Bloom for a copy to read and review.
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A first for me, reading a title of this type in historical fiction, but I truly thought the idea and story were interesting and was lucky enough to receive a copy thanks to Netgalley. For those interested in this "secret affair" I think this was well written, the facts mixed in with believable fiction.
I’ve got so many deal-breakers when it comes to historical fiction that I sound like a pain. You can read about them here. Or you can simply ignore my carry-on and know that I really enjoyed Amy Bloom’s White Houses.
The story is told from the perspective of Lorena Hickok, known as ‘Hick’. Hick grew up in poverty in South Dakota, suffered abuse at the hand of her father, and was sent to work at a young age. Resourceful and tenacious, she soon carved a career as a journalist. When she met Eleanor Roosevelt in 1932 (while covering Franklin’s first presidential campaign trail), a friendship developed, which soon turned to love.
Hick took a job in the Roosevelt administration and moved into the White House, where her status as ‘first friend’ was an open secret, as were Franklin’s own lovers.
Missy and Franklin put a smile on reporters’ faces. Eleanor and I were no one’s favourite secret. I tended to scowl.
But their relationship was on-again-off-again. Hick’s bond with Eleanor was tested, primarily because she felt that others took advantage of Eleanor’s generosity –
Eleanor’s love was like some shabby old footstool. Everyone used it without wanting it and no one ever gave it a moment’s thought.
Of course, it was more of Eleanor that Hick wanted.
I pretended every day to be Eleanor’s friend. I pretended to feel fond and calm, concerned but apart. There wasn’t any room for what I did feel, which was a sort of furious shame, run through with terrible strands of hope.
The story moves back and forth in time, shifting between Eleanor and Hick’s growing relationship and their deeply felt affection that had developed from shared experience and a long history together. The details of Eleanor’s private life could have easily been salacious but Bloom is respectful and thoughtful, and her exploration of ‘mature’ love reads beautifully (it reminded me a little of Haruf’s Our Souls at Night).
While her affair with Eleanor is the focus, Hick’s relationship with Franklin is equally interesting – rather than competing with him for Eleanor’s attention, Hick and Franklin develop an unlikely alliance. Both exasperated and admiring of him, she says –
He was the greatest president of my lifetime and he was a son of a bitch every day. His charm and cheer blinded you, made you deaf to your own thoughts, until all you could do was nod and smile, while the frost came down, killing you where you stood. He broke hearts and ambitions across his knee like bits of kindling, and then he dusted off his hands and said, Who’s for cocktails?
There’s something terribly melancholy about this story – the acceptance by two people that they will never live and love the way they truly want to; that sometimes love isn’t enough; that it’s possible to live without bitterness and regret despite the crappy hand you might have been dealt – It is not true that if you can imagine it, you can have it.
4/5 Memorable.
I received my copy of White Houses from the publisher, Random House, via NetGalley, in exchange for an honest review.
The romantic story of the relationship between Eleanor Roosevelt and journalist Lorena Hickok forms the basis of this novel. It’s been a secret – a necessary secret kept when times were more discreet and mores and people were less forgiving but the stories are flooding out in fiction, a biography and in collected letters between the two.
Novelist Amy Bloom tackles it in White Houses, a fictional rendering of the love affair that morphed into friendship and a correspondence that lasted over thirty years. She tells the story in prose that is poetic and tender, the present tense shot through with the past. The two met in 1932, the year that her husband won the election and she, of course, became First Lady. The intimacies of their marriage were long past. killed by Franklin’s infidelities. Hick, as people called her, was a reporter for the Associated Press when the two met and fell in love. She encouraged Eleanor to start writing a popular newspaper column, and Eleanor helped Hick in her own career. These are the bare facts, more or less, and a weight of letters between the two would support the hypothesis off their love for each other.
But we are dealing in fiction here – and Bloom ably gives voice to both in this book. Told from Hick’s point of view the writing is, at times, sensuous: “Every woman’s body is an intimate landscape. The hills, the valleys, the narrow ledges, the riverbanks, the sudden eruptions of soft or crinkling hair. Here are the plains, the fine dry slopes. Here are the woods, here is the smooth path to the only door I wish to walk through. Eleanor’s body is the landscape of my true home.”
But Bloom describes how the affair died out, to be replaced by affection and friendship, but its effects are still, however, devastating. Bloom hits the nail on the head, speaking to all those who have lost and yet carried on: “I lived amputated, which sounds worse than it felt. I learned to do all kinds of large and small tasks, with part of me missing, and I feel pretty sure that the people who watched me in the world thought that I was entirely able-bodied. (Often broke, occasionally bitter, but not disabled.)”
Yet, in the end, “It said that the real task for the two of us was to learn how to love and let go and yet keep loving. When I read that I thought, I am almost fifty years old and the rest of my life will be love and loss, and when I look down the road, I see a fat old woman and her dog, is what I see.”
A wise, beautifully rendered portrait of a love that was forbidden.
Thank you for the opportunity to read this ARC! I was not a big fan of the book, so I'd prefer not to leave a negative review.