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swept: love with a chance of drowning book review

Torre deRoche

Torre on her journey

About six months ago, when I was having my own little freak out about sending my book off to agents, Torre deRoche got in touch with me to let me know about her very similar struggles with the publishing process.  I already knew about Torre’s beautiful site --- the Fearful Adventurer --- because I loved the tongue-in-cheek title, gorgeous graphics, and clever writing.  Though named the Fearful Adventurer, Torre was never afraid to poke fun at herself, her qualms --- including a deep-seated fear of water, boats, and sharks --- and the crazy way in which love changed her life.  So, when I found out that she had written a book,  I begged for a review copy offered to review her book.

Love changes us.  We all know that.  Some of us become kinder, others become more fun and easygoing, and for others love is the catalyst that leads to stability and responsibility.  But, in Torre’s case, love swirled her life upside down, inside out, and across the world.

IvanHer book, Swept: Love with a Chance of Drowning, is her love story. She unexpectedly fell in love with Ivan, who was planning to travel from San Diego to Australia in a sailboat a few months after they met.  When faced with dealing with her fear of the ocean or letting him go without her, she chose him.  What follows is a love story wrapped in a travel memoir, of islands seen, distances traveled, aches, mistakes, and arguments, and two questions underlying every moment of their journey:  can Torre withstand seasickness, awful disasters, and navigational errors to arrive in Australia, and will Torre’s and Ivan’s relationship last the most intense type of long-term travel?

I can give you three simple reasons you need to buy this book, hunker down, and read it today:

1.    It will make you want to go.  The best travel memoirs are the ones that capture the brilliance, intensity, and reality of a place so deeply that you want to be there in that place as soon as possible.  I finished reading her chapters on the mesmerizing South Pacific and I turned to Patrick and said, “Do you think we could sail the South Pacific?”  He turned right around, reminded me that I can barely stomach a short boatride to dive sites, and laughed.  But, I still want to go and see these places that she writes about with compelling clarity.

2.    It will make you laugh.  Travel –-- and especially long-term travel --- is filled with ridiculous situations that make us cringe while living them and laugh in the long-term.  Torre the author recognizes the humor, craziness, and ridiculousness perpetrated by her twenty-something self.  She describes the worst bits of her every day with brutal honesty, sarcasm, and wit, so that you cannot help but empathize with her while laughing at their struggles.

3.    You will remember her words.  The best praise I can give any author is that I remember his/her words.  Certain authors write descriptions that stick with the reader, so that the words implant themselves in the mind as the perfect way to explain such a thing.  I can recite to you the descriptions of a taut snare-drum-like pregnant belly in Pulitzer Prize winning Jhumpa Lahiri’s Namesake, the words Bilbo spoke to the crowd gathering around him at the Party Tree in the classic Fellowship of the Ring, and the very beginning of Chris Cleave’s Little Bee as the protagonist wishes that she was a pound note.  And, now, Torre has added descriptions to my lexicon: of woodpecker kisses and bits and bobs dangling in photos. 

Of course, there are things I dislike.  I personally don't like prologue, epilogues (even the Harry Potter 7 epilogue), and titles with semi-colons, and Torre includes all of them.  I also felt that the conclusion was a bit rushed because both main questions driving the book are resolved in the last 95% of the book.  Nonetheless, these are minor complaints and don't deter me from recommending this book in the least.

Sunset in the South Pacific

Sunset from their boat

Ultimately, the reason Torre’s writing – and book is great --- is because it is real, witty, and intensely truthful about a crazy journey through some of the most beautiful places on this earth.  Her voice is wry, sweet, and full of laughter, so that long after reading her travel memoir, I remember her words.

And, I get to give away one of Torre’s books to a reader!  Fantastic, right?  All you need to do is:

Leave a comment below telling me (and Torre) about one crazy (or slightly crazy) thing you’ve done for love --- whether it’s love for a job, family, friends, pets, or whatever.  Heck, I up and got married a week after I turned twenty-two, adopted Chewy while we were supposed to be registering for wedding presents, and picked out Abby over Patrick’s strenuous objections.  We’ve all done something crazy so don’t be shy and tell your tale. 

You can get an additional entry if you tweet a shortened version of your crazy story to @theroadforks and @fearfulgirl.

Rather than doing a random drawing like I normally do, Torre and I (and Patrick if we need a tie-breaker) thought it would be fun to choose our favorite story and that person gets her book.  The giveaway will end on November 1, 2011, at 11:59 p.m. EST.  You can either ask for a paperback copy that she will ship anywhere in the world or an e-book.  And, Torre’s agreed to put in a personalized signature to the person who wins the book if you request a paperback!

We can't wait to read your stories and I can't wait for you to read her book.  If you don't win, you can (and absolutely should) buy it from Amazon:

10/25/2011 06:38
I just bought Swept for my Kindle and raced through it in less than a day. I really enjoyed it for all the reasons you give and definitely want to sail around the South Pacific. It brought back wonderful memories of the Cook Islands and I can only imagine how wonderful it must be by boat. Not sure about the three week sea crossing from the US though!
Erin's recent blog post: Photo of the Week: Thai Som Tam
11/04/2011 00:21
Erin, you should sail the South Pacific! The 3 week crossing is just a small technical hitch.
Torre DeRoche's recent blog post: When Travel is Shocking
10/25/2011 10:02
Oooh I am dying to read Swept! Here's my crazy love story that most everyone knows already:

It took me two years to plan my solo round-the-world trip. I knew exactly where I wanted to go and what I wanted to do. During that time I was single and kind of assumed I would be for a long time (when I told the DC guys I was attempting to date what my plan is they pretty much wrote me off as a loon). That's okay, I like being alone, besides this was the trip of a lifetime!

Two months before I was set to leave for Japan, I started chatting with another travel blogger on twitter. I looked up his picture and goodness he was cute! We met one weekend at TBEX and hit it off like wildfire, spending the entire weekend talking, touching arms and blushing (that's the G rated version anyways). I was leaving on my trip and he was planning to go teach English in China for a year, but for a couple of travel bloggers this was a small obstacle. Before I even started my trip I was throwing out my plans and starting over, starting with a trip to China- somewhere I NEVER thought I'd go!
It was a crazy move but one worth taking. Over a year later my trip looked nothing like I originally planned but I've gotten to do things and go places I never imagined. So glad I took the risk!
11/04/2011 00:23
Touching arms. Ha ha! This is an awesome new-age love story.
Torre DeRoche's recent blog post: When Travel is Shocking
10/25/2011 18:43
Dying to read as well! I moved to Australia for a boy that I spent a week with on a boat in Croatia. Pretty crazy if you ask me. Similar to Steph's story. We're all crazy when it comes to love.
Caroline Eubanks's recent blog post: The Australian Adventure: Nine Months In
10/25/2011 18:44
Dying to read as well! I moved to Australia for a boy that I spent a week with on a boat in Croatia. Pretty crazy if you ask me. Similar to Steph's story. We're all crazy when it comes to love.
Caroline Eubanks's recent blog post: The Australian Adventure: Nine Months In
10/25/2011 22:21
I really want a copy of this book so here goes:

Tom and I met while we were both traveling in New York city, the most romantic city in the world. He was from Germany and I was from the Philippines. I honestly thought nothing would come out of it. But less than 6 months later, he invited me to live in Germany. I quit my job in New York, said my goodbyes to friends and family and took a flight to Germany. I knew it was a big risk for love but I simply had to take a chance. I was not a big fan of long distance relationships so I took the plunge to be with the man I love. Crazy? Sure! But would I do it again? In a heartbeat!
10/26/2011 01:22
I've been travelling for 6 months around Europe, and I managed to find "love" twice! Well, I'm not sure it can be love, since how well can you love someone in only a few months? But travelling, everything is magnified, spending every minute of the day with someone, you get to find out about them a lot quicker. And of course, all those lusty feelings are intensified tenfold. Here is the very short version of my story (check my blog in a few months for the full version):

My first story of love, I met a girl in Greece after being there only a few days. What was meant to be a 2-day visit to Athens lasted 12, then I left for Santorini & the Islands, and she followed. What ensued was a whirlwind 3 weeks travelling the Islands (ending in Crete), and a 3 month long-distance fling. In the end I had to return to Athens (at a bit of an expense to the budget) to let her go, travelling and relationships don't work out unless you both have the same idea (she was studying, I was always on the move). She knew it was coming, and said I'd changed from the person she met 3 months earlier (better or worse?).

The second story, well, it's still a fresh wound. I was on a Canoe Trip on the Danube in Hungary. I met a girl much younger in years than myself. We began as friends with a lot in common. She was actually chasing (and getting) another guy on the trip. I was depressed and incredibly jealous. 8 days later, he left, we got drunk at a Music Festival one night, danced, and well... you know how that goes. Lust continued, and 6 intense days-and-nights of getting to know each other more intimately. Then she left for a trip to France. I continued to travel Hungary thinking nothing of it. 10 days later, she met up with me in Croatia and we continued travelling through 3 countries over the next 2 months together. It made for the best memories, and I truly wish it could have lasted many months (or years) more; but one morning in London I had to leave for Oktoberfest, and she had to leave for Canada. Jump forward another 15 days, and I was offering to move 1/2 way around the world to be with her. Although much younger in years, she is a very old/wise soul, and helped me realize that this risk may be too great (and too much pressure on her). She's probably right. But I'm an adventurer with nothing to lose! I still question whether or not I should have gone. Who knows what could have happened? It's been a couple of months, and I still think of her almost daily (even when meeting many new people). We're both trying to move on, but it's hard to say goodbye to the best experience of your life.

...just another chapter for my own memoirs ;)
10/26/2011 13:40
A crazy thing I've done for love? I've moved from Germany to Texas to be with my Italian boyfriend. That was 7 years ago. We are still together, still happy as ever, and don't regret the move one bit - even if I miss my family and friends a lot and go home pretty much every chance I get.
10/26/2011 13:55
Kayla
What's my ultimate love? Harry Potter.

So here's my story. This past summer was the final Harry Potter premiere that was to be in London, England where all the cast gathers and you can catch a glimpse of a few stars (or a lot!) and perhaps snag an autograph. I was fortunate enough to be in London the previous year for the premiere of Deathly Hallows Part 1. I knew I had to go to the one that was in July, because it was the last one and I would regret it. So, I used money in my savings account to buy my plane ticket, and I was off. I camped out in Trafalgar Square for 48 hours, and that includes sleeping outside and not being able to take a shower, unless you include the downpour that came on the day of the premiere. Let me tell you, it was worth it. I got autographs from 8 people, but not the main 3, although I did get pictures of a lot more. I was in the second row on the media carpet, and loved every minute of it. People kept shouting at us as we were sleeping overnight saying that Harry Potter isn't real. That may be true, but the emotions all of us thousands of people felt were definitely real, and I am so enormously happy I went. That is my love, Harry Potter, that can send me across the sea (I'm from the US) to sleep outside and be with other Harry Potter fans to share that wonderful moment together.
10/26/2011 18:34
Awesome. Would love to win Torre's book. My crazy-for-love story is the theme of my next travel memoir. In a nutshell: I met a tall, "salt and pepper" handsome Frenchman in Portugal, fell head over heels in love, learned French at warp speed, he came to meet the family & friends in Canada (with a case of vino from the Alsace) and they all swooned (and got drunk), sold my house, my furniture and my fancy-assed car, and "lent" my job to a friend for six months to try out life in the south of France with my amour. I ended up detouring to Mexico for a good chunk of that six months ... how that happened is a book!
10/31/2011 21:22
Sarah
As far as my crazy for love story, I made the decision to not move halfway across the world. I was offered the opportunity to live, work & teach in Japan for a year, a dream of mine for quite sometime. In the process of applying for such a job (endless references, personal essays, the 30+ page application itself), I met a pilot in a bar in Minnesota. Needless to say, he stole my heart, leaving me the difficult choice of choosing my life here and moving to another country. However, he would support me, no matter what I would decide. That's part one.

Part two: I have a wonderfully supportive family who has been behind any travels I have chosen to take on in the past. My grandfather in particular has always supported me with his encouraging words and his love. He had never asked me for anything in my entire life. He told me to make my own decision, that it was my life. Between part 1 & part 2, my decision had been made. I did not move to Japan, and that is probably the craziest thing I have done for love.

P.S. That doesn't mean I have stopped looking for ways to teach abroad. The said pilot & I are looking into moving to Dubai so I could teach there instead. :-)

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