Enemy Women

by Paulette Jiles

Book Overview

From the Author of the National Book Award Finalist News of the World Good Morning America Book Club Pick For the Colleys of southeastern Missouri, the War between the States is a plague that... This description may be from another edition of this product.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0060938099
• ISBN13: 9780060938093
• Release Date: January 2003
• Publisher: Harper Perennial
• Length: 321 Pages
• Weight: 0.60 lbs.
• Dimensions: 0.8" x 5.4" x 8.0"

Customer Reviews

YOU MUST READ THIS BOOK!

I wasn't going to read this novel. I'm not big on the Civil War or history or stories that take place pre-1900, but Anna Quindlen and Kaye Gibbons raved about it so I thought I'd give it a try. Thank Heavens I did. I could not get enough of this novel. Paulette Jiles pulls you right into Missouri and takes you through an exciting journey with Adair Colley. Jiles' writing is so crisp that you can feel the wind and the sunlight she writes about, you can hear the horses galloping in the woods, you will fall in love with the Missouri wilderness (and will Col. Neumann, too!) But this is more than I love story. The history of the Civil War is absolute throughout. I cannot imagine a single soul that would not find this novel to be worth the read.

A PULITZER CANDIDATE IF THERE EVER WAS ONE

Poet Paulette Jiles opens a chapter of her splendid debut novel, Enemy Women, with an eyewitness account penned in the 1860s: ".....On this same raid they went into the home of two of my uncles and took them out and hung them to their own gatepost. They were big men and were my mother's brothers. My mother was there and saw it all and as long as she lived she never got over the shock. And they called that a civil war. It was the cruelest war we ever had." Cruel may well be a euphemism for the atrocities suffered during the American Civil War, yet there was also great courage and strength. With deft narrative skills and the story of one young woman, Ms. Jiles has created an unforgettable portrait of a nation riven by mortal strife. In 1864, the third year of the war, Adair Colley lives with her family on a farm in the Missouri Ozarks. It is Confederate territory but the Colleys remain neutral. Adair has just turned eighteen when the Union Militia gallops onto their property, attempts to burn the house, and strikes her widowed father in the face with a wagon spoke before arresting him. To punctuate their visit the Militia "shot the dogs and took as many chickens and geese and pigs as they could catch." John, the only Colley son, seeks shelter in nearby hills. While Adair, believing there might be safety to the north, takes her two younger sisters and begins the 120 mile trek to Iron Mountain. They join "the streams of refugees afoot as if they were white trash." Any hope of finding a haven is destroyed when one among the walkers falsely accuses Adair of collaborating with the enemy, and she is taken from her terrified sisters to a women's prison in St. Louis. Filthy, rank, and cold, the prison is "like the Female Seminary of the netherworld. A ladies' academy in hell." Nonetheless, it is here that she meets her Union interrogator, Major William Neumann. They fall in love. When Adair refuses to sign a confession in order to obtain her freedom, Neumann helps her escape with the promise that he will find her after the war. However, there are still countless dangers to be faced as Neumann is sent to the Alabama front lines, and Adair braves a perilous solitary trek through uncharted wilderness and enemy territory to find what might be left of her home and family. Debilitated by her prison stay and a chronic cough which a "steam doctor" diagnoses as consumption she presses on, sometimes forced to steal for food and clothing. Adair is the embodiment of an innocent victimized by war as well as a reminder of the tensile strength humans summon when there is an intense desire to survive. With researcher's eye Ms. Jiles has illuminated a little known aspect of Civil War history, the incarceration of women. Her prose is artful, describing a new leaf as "already as large as a squirrel's ear, " or a man with "a pair of jaws like church pews." Painful in its authenticity, poetically rendered, Enemy Women is a book that will not be fo

How can anybody write this beautifully?!

First of all, I will not summarize the novel; it has already been done. I will simply reflect in a scattershot way. The comparison to Frazier's Cold Mountain is inevitable; however, I feel Ms. Jiles has her own voice. I also see comparison to Howard Bahr's The Black Flower. If I were to rank the three, Ms. Jiles' Enemy Women is the best with The Black Flower second. Sorry gentlemen, but Adair, the female heroine does it for me; I love her. She will honestly go down in my favorite character hall of fame. She is sarcastic, funny, childlike, naive, pensive, resourceful--all rolled into one. I agree with the previous reviewer's use of the word ephemeral but in a much more positive way. I think of the prison washlines and description of Adair's hair--always returning to her beautiful hair whether drying or floating in Hominy Creek, washing, etc. It is almost otherworldly-- beautifully and flawlessly written in my humble opinion. I also was particularly moved by the landscape--Adair riding Whiskey, returning home, etc. Perhaps it is just me, but the writing was quite sensuous.As far as characterization, Adair is much more than a one-dimensional static character. She is a child when she sets out with her sisters seeking her father's whereabouts, but she is much more when she returns home. She both feels and acts. Neumann is not what this novel is about; it is mainly Adair's story, but also the story of all those who lost their lives, homes, livelihoods, so senselessly in the Civil War, and their journeys to find something meaningful in all that chaos. Which brings me to the chapter-introducing bits and pieces from letters, etc. I am an English teacher constantly attempting to get my students to step back in time and experience; however, even the most intelligent seem incapable of doing this. I was very moved by the James McPherson on p. 295; we should all ponder this.In conclusion, Ms. Jiles has done the best possible job transporting the reader to the Civil War era; the language, colloquialisms, mannerisms, speech patterns, etc. I don't do the novel justice; you, dear reader, can only do that by giving Enemy Women a chance. I don't think you will regret it.

A Southern Woman's Civil War Journey

Award-winning poet Paulette Jiles enthralls readers with this, her first novel, a gripping tale of love and survival among the destruction of the Civil War. In southeastern Missouri, Adair Colley and her two young sisters are left alone when the Union Militia arrests their father. Leaving their partially burnt home, the girls set out on foot to search for their father. But Missouri is a state divided, with renegade rebels led by Colonel Tim Reeves, and the Union Militia destroying all in the name of martial law. When Adair is arrested on false charges of aiding the confederate "enemy", she is taken to a prison in St. Louis and must leave her sisters behind. Crafty and resourceful, Adair manages to survive amongst the female population of the General Ward, despite threats from other inmates and the evil-doings of the matron. While in prison, Adair attracts the attention of Major William Neumann, who promises to request her release in return for a signed confession. As the frequency of their meetings increases, their clever banter gradually changes into a union of like souls, amidst the horrors of the war. When they must each go their different ways, time will tell if love is strong enough to withstand their separation. Lyrical prose capturing both the beauty of the Ozarks and the destruction of human life all around forms the framework in this alluring read. The texture is further enhanced by the snippets of Civil War history interspersed with fictional elements. And the focus on a Civil War Missouri is both refreshing and educational, no antebellum homes here, mostly just poor farmers with nary a plantation in sight.