The Blonde by Anna Godbersen
Merry Christmas, everyone! I hope Santa was good to you this year. We are having a warm, stormy Christmas at the moment but I’m not complaining. 🙂
Today, I thought I’d talk about this lone physical book that I brought with me on this trip. I’m the type of traveller who usually brings a suitcase full of books anywhere I go, but I surprised myself this year by practicing restraints. It’s not that I didn’t plan on reading too much, it’s just that I know I’m going to find myself at a bookstore somewhere, so I wanted to make sure I’ll have room by the end of this trip.
Anyway, this is everything you’d expect from a book that features a fictional spy Marilyn Monroe: sordid tales of affairs, personal heartbreaks, and a line of men using her for sex. So far, I’m seeing JFK in a different light. His charisma is enigmatic, as is the seemingly sexual creature Ms. Godbersen painted him out to be.
This book opens up with a prologue of a teen Marilyn blowing off a man’s face with a gun as he was trying to sexually molest her. It leads me to believe that KGB knew this crime and was using it as blackmail material. Though as I get further into the book, it tells me that the reason she signed on so easily was that Alexi, the man who recruited her, was a person for whom she owed a great debt. He was the one who saved her when she was a struggling actress on the verge of prostituting herself for good just so she could eat.
Marilyn’s personal life is in shambles. She lives on a steady diet of alcohol and sex. She works hard to be appreciated by the many men in her life, but the people she wants the most were the ones that seemed unattainable: her father and her soon-to-be ex-husband, Arthur Miller.
So far, the information she’s gleaned from JFK are useless, but I remain hopeful that whatever it’s leading up to will blow me away.