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Move over, Mr. Ripley. ‘I Am Agatha’ is a delightfully duplicitous debut
Agatha Smithson is that rare person who lacks the gene for self-doubt. Brash and brutally dismissive of anyone who disagrees with her, Agatha is the main character and unreliable narrator of Nancy Foley’s deviously plotted debut novel, I Am Agatha.
If you’re one of those readers who prizes likeability above all else in your fictional characters, you may be inclined to give I Am Agatha a pass. But that would be a mistake. This is a strange, fresh story about artistic ambition and personal autonomy willingly abridged for love. And, all too unusually, the love affair here is between two women in their 60s.
Agatha’s character is inspired by the real-life minimalist painter Agnes Martin, known for her canvases covered in graphs and stripes. Martin lived for years in New Mexico near Georgia O’Keeffe.
Diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia, Martin was a solitary person, although she had significant relationships with women. Foley, who grew up in New Mexico, says that her novel was inspired by rumors of such a relationship between a friend of her grandmother’s and Martin.
I Am Agatha takes place mostly in the 1970s, with flashbacks to Agatha’s rough youth in Canada and allusions to a hard time in New York, including a stint at Bellevue. New Mexico offers Agatha a new start and an austere landscape that jibes with her art and own personality. Here’s Agatha, in her typical brusque, pared-down manner of speaking, describing the view from the adobe house she built herself high upon a mesa:
My house looks west out over a canyon that although far from any ocean whatsoever yet resembles one in scope and light. This ocean canyon heaves waves of shale and basalt, quartz and silt. Cloud shadows flit across its rock floor like ghost boats.
There is no other place on Earth like Mesa Portales. I have traveled to many places, so mine is not an uninformed opinion. The truth is that there is a hierarchy. Some places are objectively better, just as some people are objectively better than others.
The “objectively better” person Agatha wants to bring to live with her on Mesa Portales is her longtime secret love, a woman named Alice who’s now declining into dementia. But, there are two obstacles to Agatha’s caretaking plan: The first is Alice’s adult son, Frank Jr., who plans to move his mother into a care facility in Taos.
At one point, Agatha and Frank argue over this plan and Frank Jr. drops some bombshell news. Agatha tells us: “I’m startled but won’t let him take my own breath away from me and puff himself up with it.” It’s hard not to root for a character who knows how to sling words around like that.
The other obstacle seems more immovable: It’s Alice’s daughter, Lorna, who’s buried in the backyard of Alice’s house. Years ago, Lorna was murdered by her abusive husband, and Alice likes to sit every day by her daughter’s grave, which is planted with violets and lilacs. I’m not giving much away when I point out that Agatha’s practical, if grotesque, solution to this dilemma is revealed in the cover art of I Am Agatha; metaphorically, that book jacket hits readers over the head with a shovel.

This novel becomes even more deliciously weird as a pattern emerges: That is, whenever Agatha talks with Frank Jr. or other characters about Alice’s welfare, Alice is never present. She’s always taking a walk or a nap or just unavailable.
It becomes impossible to ignore that Agatha is estranged from a lot of people. She makes brief enigmatic references to a falling out with O’Keefe, and an academic colleague, and a parasitic graduate student who’s writing her thesis on Agatha’s art. As a narrator, Agatha turns out to be no more forthcoming to us readers than she’s been to any of these characters — former friends she now regards as antagonists.
In its ingeniously duplicitous narrative structure, I Am Agatha is reminiscent of Patricia Highsmith’s magnificent Ripley novels. Not that Agatha is an amoral con artist like Tom Ripley, but she will do anything to safeguard Alice, her fading love. “We are all of us hunted animals from the moment we are born,” says Agatha, contemplating old age and death. None of us will outrun Mortality, but watching brilliant and wily Agatha try is captivating.
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Asha Bhosle, the voice of Bollywood, has died aged 92
A portrait of singer Asha Bhosle, taken in Sydney, Australia in 2007.
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A portrait of singer Asha Bhosle, taken in Sydney, Australia in 2007.
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One of the giants of the Indian movie and music industries has died. Asha Bhosle, who gave voice to hundreds of movie characters as a Bollywood playback singer, died Sunday at age 92. Her son Anand Bhosle confirmed her death to Indian media.
As a playback singer, Bhosle’s specialty was recording the songs used in movie scores for actresses to lip-sync on screen. In some ways, Bhosle’s career was the reverse image of that of her older sister, the equally famous playback singer Lata Mangeshkar.
While Mangeshkar earned her reputation singing the roles of chaste, virtuous heroines, Bhosle specialized in saucier characters, such as in one of her most famous songs, “Dum Maro Dum.” By Bhosle’s own reckoning, she recorded some 12,000 songs over a career that spanned about eight decades.
Bhosle boasted an incredibly flexible and powerful voice that could mesmerize audiences and that gave voice to generations of Indian actresses. Into her later years, she still showed remarkable vocal range.
And even if you never heard her sing, you might still recognize her name: it’s Asha Bhosle that the British band Cornershop was referencing in its 1997 hit, “Brimful of Asha.”
Bhosle was born Sept. 8, 1933 in Sangli, a city in the Indian state of Maharashtra. Her father, Deenanath Mangeshkar, was an accomplished actor and North Indian classical singer and actor in the Hindustani language. Bhosle was nine years old when he died and shortly afterward, she and her older sister, Lata — later known as Lata Mangeshkar — started down a path of acting and singing, in part to help support their mother and three other siblings.
The family moved from city to city, and ultimately landed in Bombay (now Mumbai), the center of India’s burgeoning film industry; the term “Bollywood” is a portmanteau of “Bombay” and “Hollywood.”
As a child and young teen, Bhosle performed in a string of movies, but at age 16 — against her family’s wishes — eloped with Ganpatrao Bhosle. The marriage caused something of a scandal, as he was not only almost twice her age, but also her sister Lata’s personal secretary. The couple parted ways acrimoniously in 1960, and Bhosle and Lata’s relationship was often notoriously rocky in the following decades.
In her early professional years, Bhosle often found herself performing in low-budget films. But she also started developing a niche by singing vampy roles as well. In the 1960s and early 1970s, for example, Bhosle frequently sang for the outré actress and sexy “item girl” Helen.
Over time, Bhosle developed collaborations with leading film song composers over several decades, including O.P. Nayyar, Ravi, Sachin Dev “S.D.” Burman and, most crucially, his son Rahul Dev “R.D.” Burman, whom she married in 1980. R.D. Burman, whose works’ amazing range included classical, disco, jazz, cabaret, balladic love songs and more, proved to be a perfect partner for Bhosle both professionally and personally. In later years, she was also a favorite of younger composers, including A.R. Rahman.
Aside from her film work, Bhosle sang a range of other material, including North Indian classical music, Hindu devotional songs and poetry. But her popularity as a playback singer, both within the Indian subcontinent and with audiences and artists abroad, continued for decades, unrivaled by anyone in Bollywood with the possible exception of her older sister. In 2000, the Indian film industry gave her its highest prize, the Dadasaheb Phalke Award; in 2008, the Indian government awarded her one of its highest civilian prizes, the Padma Vibhushan.
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Using honorifics with her name, India’s prime minister, Narendra Modi, wrote on X on Sunday: “I am deeply saddened by the passing of Smt. Asha Bhosle ji, one of India’s most renowned and versatile voices. Her unique musical journey spanning decades has enriched our cultural heritage and touched the hearts of countless people around the world.”
Last month, Bhosle released a collaboration with Gorillaz called “The Shadowy Light.” In an Instagram message posted by Gorillaz, Bhosle talked about her “life’s journey,” and about what will happen “when I get to the other side.”
“I shall attain moksha (ultimate freedom) wherein I shall become one of the thousands of sounds floating all around us. If you put some of them together, they form a beautiful tune,” she said.
“Therefore, I shall become one of those sounds, which shall eventually become a musical note in a beautiful song which shall be heard by several generations for thousands of years. This freedom to become one with nature is what awaits me on the other side of the river.”
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It’s time to take a road trip to Carrizo Plain, which still blooms with spring colors
In summer, it’s too hot. And in rain, the muddy dirt roads threaten to swallow your car.
But if you can hit Carrizo Plain National Monument on a spring day when the hills and grasslands are green and a few wildflowers remain in the meadows — well, you’re winning. And you’ll be seeing a lonely, raw corner of California that few people ever find.
The monument is about 38 miles long and 17 miles wide — hard to miss, you’d think. But it lies along the San Andreas fault in the usually dry hills between Bakersfield and Santa Maria, far from Interstate 5 or U.S. 101, about 170 driving miles northwest of Los Angeles.
Signs warn motorists what’s ahead in Carrizo Plain National Monument in San Luis Obispo County.
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Within the monument, most of the roads are gravel or dirt, and there is no drinkable water, no food, no gas and spotty cellphone coverage. The education center and two semi-primitive campgrounds feature vault toilets.
It’s almost perfect, in other words, for repelling crowds. Yet it’s pretty good as the centerpiece of an overnight road trip probing small towns and back roads of the western San Joaquin Valley and eastern San Luis Obispo County.
If you happen to arrive Friday, Carrizo staffers and volunteers will be celebrating the 25th anniversary of the monument, which was created from former ranch land under President Clinton. (Free tours and refreshments will be offered at the event, which takes place from 10 a.m. to 1 p.m. at the Guy L. Goodwin Education Center.) But next week might be greener, because rain on the plain is probable Saturday and Sunday.
For many visitors, Carrizo’s big draw is wildflowers. The grasslands and hillsides act as a vast, uncluttered canvas for their colors, which typically bloom in March and last through April. But every year is different, especially in this era of climate change. This year, after unusually heavy rains in February, Carrizo Plain erupted in a dramatic bloom in March, attracting several hundred visitors per day.
In Carrizo Plain National Monument on a spring day, the hills and grasslands were green and a few wildflowers remained in the meadows.
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By the time my wife and I arrived in the first days of April, the flowers were past their peak, but the hills were still green and many meadows popped with yellow, purple and blue. If I’m reading my wildflowers handbook right, these were tidy tips, Goldfields, Owl’s Clover, thistle sage, Valley Larkspur, coreopsis, phacelia and hillside daisies.
Meanwhile, the 3,000-acre Soda Lake, which lies dusty, crusty, dry and white in summer, still had some water in it. Imagine the salty lake beds of Mono Lake, the Salton Sea or Death Valley’s Badwater, but surrounded by green hills. It was startling — the opposite of an oasis in the desert.
To get there, we drove north on I-5 into the San Joaquin Valley, then veered west by way of State Routes 166, 33 and 58, pausing for gas at Maricopa (population: 984).
Within the monument, we rambled along Soda Lake Road, admiring windmills, an old ranch house now reserved for bats, and a few hills dotted with lazy cows. (The monument is run by the Bureau of Land Management, which allows grazing.)
Looking a little bit more closely, you realize that the monument is all but torn in two by the San Andreas fault. On Elkhorn Road, you remember that those mountains to the east (the Temblor Range) are slowly lurching to the southeast. Meanwhile the Caliente Range — those mountains just to the west — are lurching the opposite way. The “offset” is growing by about 1.5 inches per year — at least, until the next big quake.
A lone visitor stands at the edge of Soda Lake in Carrizo Plain National Monument.
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Slowly rolling through this scene, we spotted two critters scurrying along the roadside — fist-size creatures hopping on their back legs. These were probably giant kangaroo rats, a native species whose numbers have been growing since their listing as an endangered species in 1987.
We didn’t spot any blunt-nosed leopard lizards or San Joaquin Valley kit foxes (which eat giant kangaroo rats) but those species, too, are endangered and native to the area. Pronghorn antelope and Tule elk are out there, too, the experts say, along with California condors soaring overhead. We just saw crows, loitering on fence posts.
The Goodwin Education Center, the monument’s main gathering spot, is open Thursdays through Sundays, December through May. We looked at maps, got advice on where to go next and ate our sack lunches at a picnic table, marveling at those green slopes.
A San Joaquin kit fox is displayed at the Goodwin Education Center within Carrizo Plain National Monument.
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In this long valley, scientists have found signs of Native campsites up to 10,000 years old — a hint of how much wetter this area once was. Not far from the education center is a short hike to Painted Rock, a protected site that includes Native pictographs on a horseshoe-shaped sandstone formation. The red, black and white images go back 100-4,000 years. (We didn’t see them. From March through May, visitors can see the pictographs only on Saturday guided tours. From July 16 through February, visitors can book self-guided tours.)
After lunch we nosed around nearby Soda Lake, exited the north end of the monument, joined State Route 58 and headed west over a series of whoop-de-doos — those rises and falls in the road that will help you defy gravity, if you take them fast enough.
One of them, I realize now, was the San Andreas fault itself.
Through all of this, we saw no more than 15 or 20 people, cars included. Continuing from State Route 58, we joined State Route 41, watched oak trees and vineyards pop up and multiply, continued into Paso Robles and spent the night.
On the return trip we lingered for an hour or two in Santa Margarita (population: 1,149), checking out the Porch Cafe, the Barn (antiques) and the Giddy Up vintage goods and gift shop, which operates in a blue Quonset structure known as the Rainbow Hut.
Holli Rae owns and runs the Giddy Up vintage goods and gift shop on El Camino Real in Santa Margarita.
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“It’s just a sweet little town. So quiet,” said Holli Rae, a filmmaker and former Angeleno who opened the Giddy Up about two years ago. She moved north, she said, for “the nature, the animals, the deer, the birds. The creatures!”
Thanks to U.S. 101, we were home and grateful within three and a half hours.
Soon, we knew, summer will come and fry the Carrizo Plain until everything green is brown. Beginning June 1, in fact, the Goodwin Education Center will close for six months.
For a few more weeks, Angelenos, your window of opportunity is open.
If you go
Where to explore:
Check out the Carrizo Plain National Monument website or call the visitor center at (661) 391-6191. The recorded information line is (661) 391-6193. Also check the weather; most roads in the monument are dirt or gravel and can become impassable in rain.
Where to sleep:
Adelaide Inn, 1215 Ysabel Ave., Paso Robles; (805) 238-2770. This hotel, located near 24th Street and U.S. 101, includes a pool and children’s play area. Rates start at about $100.
River Lodge, 1955 Theatre Drive, Paso Robles; (805) 221-7377. This hotel, born as a motel in 1947, was reborn as a boutique property in 2024. It has 28 rooms, a patio restaurant (Ciao Papi) and an adult-only pool. It stands alongside U.S. 101, about 3 miles south of downtown Paso. Midweek rates often start at $149, often doubling on weekends.
Melody Ranch Motel, 939 Spring St., Paso Robles; (805) 238-3911. This is a throwback 1950s motel with a swimming pool, open May through September. From the start, it has had 19 rooms and a prime spot on Spring Street, the main artery of Paso Robles. Rates start at about $100. Most reservations are taken by phone, in person or through Expedia.
Where to eat:
Joe’s Place, 205 Spring St., Paso Robles; (805) 238-5637. Since 1995, this breakfast-and-lunch spot has been a local favorite for casual family meals.
The Porch Cafe, 22322 El Camino Real, Santa Margarita; (805) 438-3376. This all-day cafe (with beer and wine) stands along the main drag in sleepy little Santa Margarita.
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Sunday Puzzle: Sweet Treat
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This week’s challenge
Every answer today is a flavor of ice cream or sorbet.
What flavor of ice cream …
1. … has a two-word name in which each word starts CH-?
2. … has a two-word name in which each word starts RO-?
3. … is hidden in this sentence: That’s the caravan I’ll announce.
4. … has the string of letters UTTI in its name twice?
5. … has a silent P as its fourth letter?
6. … would spell some men’s facial hair if you changed its first two letters from PI to MU?
7. … consists of the names of two trees starting with M and W?
8. … is a fruit flavor that would become the name of another fruit flavor if you interchanged its first and third letters?
9. … is an anagram of TEENAGER (2 wds.)?
Last week’s challenge
Last week’s challenge came from Michael Schwartz, of Florence, Ore. Think of a musical instrument. Add two letters at the end, and you’ll get the names of two popular automobile models reading left or right. What musical instrument is this?
Answer
Accordion –> (Honda) Accord + (Hyundai) Ioniq
Winner
Nell Newton of Austin, Texas
This week’s challenge
This week’s challenge comes from Benita Rice, of Salem, Ore. Name a famous foreign landmark (5,4). Change the eighth letter to a V and rearrange the result to make an adjective that describes this landmark. What landmark is it?
If you know the answer to the challenge, submit it below by Thursday, April 16 at 3 p.m. ET. Listeners whose answers are selected win a chance to play the on-air puzzle.
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