The cover of “Women’s Hotel” shows an illustration of a light pink, 11-story building with many windows, and red awnings on the ground floor. The author’s name appears in black type along a yellow strip running down the right side of the building. WOMEN’S HOTEL , by Daniel M. Lavery It’s the 1960s, and New York’s venerable Biedermeier hotel, a second-rate but genteel women’s residence, is, like the city around it, changing. Few patrons require the chaperones or house rules such institutions offer. Breakfast service has been suspended; rooms lie empty. In his debut novel, “Women’s Hotel,” Daniel M. Lavery asks what it might have been like inside such an institution as it was being “made obsolete by the credit card, by hippies and the New Age movement, by lesbianism and feminism, by the increase in affordable apartment stock and the increased acceptance of premarital cohabitation.” Who might have lived there then — what aging respectable spinsters, sheltered throwbacks or shady runaways on the margins of modernity? Historical fiction is hard to get right, pastiche even harder: too often employed as a lazy dodge to avoid the existential and plotting challenges posed by modern technology, or as an excuse to dress otherwise contemporary-minded characters up in period costumes. The ensuing vignettes set within the walls of the Biedermeier feel at times like an elaborate social experiment, at others like a piece of performance art, or a long-form version of Lavery’s first book, the clever “Texts From Jane Eyre,” but in the style of Dawn Powell. The gimmick was not off-putting to this reader — who among us doesn’t thrill to an itemized breakdown of the midcentury automat menu? — but in a time when allegory lurks behind every plot twist, I was braced for a heavy-handed message. “Let this book be taken for no more than what it is,” Lavery writes in an author’s note: “a few impressions of a manner of living that was briefly possible for a small group of women in the middle decades of the last century.” But “Women’s Hotel” seems like something more, and […]
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