Wednesday, July 18, 2012
The Cranes Dance by Meg Howrey
But dance as a career is a completely different game. It is not always joyous and it is far from effortless. Most notably, being a member of a ballet company is quite possibly the most physically demanding civilian profession out there. This concept is the foundation for The Cranes Dance by Meg Howrey.
The novel explores predominantly the life of Kate Crane, ballerina extraordinaire. However, she is not a principal ballerina in the company. If this does not seem important to you, it is because you lack a basic knowledge of the foundations of both ballet and the ballet company. This is not an insult in anyway, but truthfully, I found my prior knowledge of ballet a necessary component to really be able to enjoy The Cranes Dance. This is a book for dancers, and specifically dancers that will identify and sympathize with Kate Crane. Dancers that know ballet.
While Gwen's receiving the "help" she needs, taking a leave of absence from the ballet company due to a "knee injury," the reader lives inside the mind of Kate Crane and her downward spiral of alcohol, drug addiction, and love/hate relationship with dance. While dance was once her savior, it becomes the devil she struggles with and through a series of failures and flourishes we journey with her to find the passion she once had for her love of movement.
The book wasn't a quick read for me, but is was intense. It is 386 pages and I've heard rumor it's been likened to The Black Swan, the ballet mind-thriller that splashed across the big screen. I disagree. Kate Crane is still a dancer, and she still has confidence about her that pops sarcastic comments and quirky descriptions of the ballets unlike the broken ballerina portrayed by Natalie Portman. In fact, there are a few digs at dance shoes and dance movies in this book and it is my sneaking suspicion that ballet companies everywhere regularly make fun of cheeky media portrayals of dance.
My only complaint about the novel was that it does draw in a limited audience. The author, Meg Howrey, was a professional dancer and she writes with very personal knowledge of dance. As I said earlier, if you do not have a good understanding of dance, this book might not be your cup of tea. As a dancer, I loved that as I was reading I was doing ballet warm-ups with the classes in my head and often adagio across the floor. It was good for my mind and my memory of a craft I once called my own.