Sand castles of another sort ...

Sand castles of another sort

Reviewed by Ann Diviney
08-21-2005

TROPHY HOUSE
By Anne Bernays,
Simon & Schuster, New York, 2005; 258 pages.

"Most of the time we don't know squat about why we do the things we
do," observes Dannie Faber, narrator of Anne Bernays' unusual new
novel, "Trophy House."

This latest offering from Bernays, author of "Professor Romeo" and
"Growing Up Rich," defies type. At times, it seems like just
another beach read - long on clich=E9s, short on plot.

But just when you want to get out a red pen and start circling, you
discover Bernays is a tease. She's "clich=E9-dropping" on purpose.

Or rather, her narrator is.

Dannie, a slightly angst-ridden children's book illustrator,
splits her time ...

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"Dan ~
Get back ~ !"
~ Folly

"Heck, yeah ~ !
None of Leonardo's DNA
For you ~ !"
~ Fobby

"Heck, know ~ !"
~ Twittering

~ ~ A Dangerous Woman ~ (*

Sand castles of another sport,
She splits her time ...

~ * ~

The First Quadrant

"Being in the shadow of A Superlative Somebody,
Turning around a magic orbit, forming essentially part
Of an essential symmetry,

The rising staircase
That carried me forward, stepped out the manner of steps
Ascending, one day ~

Which imposed upon us to roam
The house, idly, as though a game of Hide ~
& Seek

Were underfoot, underway, under the sheltering
Storming sky of Underwood,

I met her trying to see out of the window.
We pretended, as before,
We'd never met, as though a game, The Rules, an improvisation,
Each Rule, made up, step by step,
As we tooled along ...

She said to me ~
'Sit down. Make a pause. One moment.
Then I will concoct A Raison d'Etre for you
Not to go.'

I cried, 'O,
But why ~ ? O, why, O, why, O, why,
Me ~ ?"

~ Virginia Hooper,
From "The Lamentation"