#HistoricalMondays Book Review | “Mount Vernon Love Story: A Novel of George and Martha Washington” by Mary Higgins Clark As a new reader of MHC’s stories, I was wicked excited when I learnt this lovely #HistRom about the Washington’s was her *debut novel!*

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I’ve launched a new weekly featured concentration of book reviews on Jorie Loves A Story which celebrates my love and passion for the historical past! For those of whom are regular readers and visitors to my blog, you’ll denote a dedicated passion for reading Historical Fiction (and all the lovely segues of thematic therein) – I am a time traveller of the historical past every chance I get to disappear into a new era and/or century of exploration. There isn’t a time period I haven’t enjoyed ruminating over since [2013] and there are a heap of lovely timescapes I’ve yet to encounter.

This feature was inspired by the stories I’ve read, the stories I’ve yet to experience and the beauty of feeling interconnected to History through the representation of the past through the narratives being writ by today’s Historical Fiction authors. It is to those authors I owe a debt of gratitude for enlightening my bookish mind and my readerly heart with realistic characters, illuminating portals of living history and a purposeful intent on giving each of us a strong representation of ‘life’ which should never become dismissed, forgotten or erased.

I am began this feature with the sequel to a beloved historical novel I first read in [2013] – it was one of the first ARCs I received and it was the first year I was a book blogger though it was through a connection outside my life as a blogger. I celebrated K.B. Laugheed’s literature to kick-off this feature and hopefully will inspire my followers to take this new weekly journey with me into the stories which are beckoning to read their narrative depths and find the words in which to express the thoughts I experienced as I read.

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Borrowed Book By: I am a reviewer for Simon & Schuster – however, this book review is not affiliated with the reviews I am considering on behalf of the publisher. This is a novel a family friend lent my Mum and after she finished reading it, knowing how much I share her passion for the Revolutionary War era and early Colonial Americana History – she felt this might be a good fit for me to read after she did as a way to discuss the story together. This is something new we’ve been doing for the past few years now – ever since Mum first started getting back into reading with the Love Inspired Suspense novels. As we both share a healthy interest in Historical Fiction, this felt like a fitting ‘step outside’ the stories of Suspense we could both pursue together.

As the copy of “Mount Vernon Love Story” I borrowed via a family friend was read for my own edification and for future discussion with my Mum, I was not obligated to post a review; even though I elected to do so as a reader who loves to share her readerly life. I was not compensated for my thoughts shared herein.

NOTE: The Press Materials featured on this review were provided by the publisher and are used with permission after I made an enquiry with publicists I work with on blog tours. The Press Materials were found via this page and the attribution for the author’s photo has been maintained.

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On why I thought I’d enjoy reading about Martha & George Washington:

It is hard to recollect when my fascination with the Washington’s began – though if you were to hear me say their names aloud, it would sound closer to Wershington per a telling sign of my parentage and grandparents roots being hinged in the North. I do know my fourth grade year was a keen one for Presidential History exploration – which I’ll recant a bit lateron on this post – however, I also remember being given two figurines – one of George, one of Martha. I am unsure why I don’t have a similar set for John and Abigail Adams, but I believe it might be because I was more keenly invested in Washington as a young girl rather than having the admiration I now have for the Adam’s which came lateron in my twenties and thirties.

He was quite the man of mystery for most of my life – though like most inquisitive souls, I did chase down some facts about him and some stories as well. I have aspired to visit Mount Vernon as I am quite interested in visiting the places which were of importance to the Presidents; I’ve had the pleasure of visiting a few of their hometowns and other places of interest in the past though I do long to visit a few more estates as much as I’d love to begin visiting their Presidential Libraries.

In regards to Washington directly, before I started seeking out Historical Fiction narratives featuring either him directly and/or the Revolutionary War or early Colonial Americana stories – there was the film The Crossing (1999) which left quite the strong impression on me. From there, I started moving into fictional accounts of History whilst in my mid-thirties whilst binging on Classical Films via Turner Classic Movies (a channel I can never tire of watching) – I watched 1776 (1969) which is a musical film about the founding of our country but more strictly about the signing of the Declaration of Independence.

You could say my jaunts into this era of history are quite eclectically tethered to different parts of my life and you’d be correct in that observation. The beauty of course is not being in any particular haste to ferret out new stories but to take a bit of time to seek out the stories which keep me invested in the subject of interest as I navigate new stories and new authors who are re-telling History in such of way as to re-paint it alive for those us far, far removed from the 18th Century to consider it ‘living history’.

Towards that end – I don’t oft get the pleasure of reading stories anchoured to both spouses – mostly I find stories through the portal of one of the husbands (ie. former Presidents) rather than in full scope of whom they were in their personal and/or their professional capacities. I felt this particular novel would be intriguing as it puts us behind closed doors and gets to see Washington as “George” the man who was in love with Patsy (‘Martha’) who just happened to be our first President of the United States.

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#HistoricalMondays Book Review | “Mount Vernon Love Story: A Novel of George and Martha Washington” by Mary Higgins Clark As a new reader of MHC’s stories, I was wicked excited when I learnt this lovely #HistRom about the Washington’s was her *debut novel!*Mount Vernon Love Story
Subtitle: A Novel of George and Martha Washington
by Mary Higgins Clark
Source: Borrowed Book (Family/Friend)

In Mount Vernon Love Story -- famed suspense writer Mary Higgins Clark's long-out-of-print first novel -- the bestselling author reveals the flesh-and-blood man who became the "father of our country" in a story that is charming, insightful, and immensely entertaining.

Always a lover of history, Mary Higgins Clark wrote this extensively researched biographical novel and titled it Aspire to the Heavens, after the motto of George Washington's mother. Published in 1969, the book was more recently discovered by a Washington family descendant and reissued as Mount Vernon Love Story. Dispelling the widespread belief that although George Washington married Martha Dandridge Custis, he reserved his true love for Sally Carey Fairfax, his best friend's wife, Mary Higgins Clark describes the Washington marriage as one full of tenderness and passion, as a bond between two people who shared their lives -- even the bitter hardship of a winter in Valley Forge -- in every way. In this author's skilled hands, the history, the love, and the man come fully and dramatically alive.

Genres: Biographical Fiction, Historical Fiction, Historical Romance, Presidential Life & History, Time Slip and/or Time Shift

Places to find the book:

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ISBN: 9780743448949

Published by Simon & Schuster

on 1st June,, 2003

Format: Hardcover Edition, Large Print Edition

Pages: 223

Published by: Simon & Schuster (

This particular novel was the author’s first published story.

Interestingly enough it is also my *first!* story of Ms Clark’s I’ve read!

A bit of trivia: this novel was originally entitled: “Aspire to the Heavens” (1969).

The version of the book I have is the hardcover edition published in *2002!* – however, I’ve included the details if you want to seek out this 2003 edition by Simon & Schuster. It should also be noted I read the *Large Print!* edition of the hardcover release – wherein it was quite easy on the eyes to read and a blessing for a girl recovering from five migraines in May, 2019.

I am delighted to say this hardcover edition features lovely interior illustrations!

Converse via: #MaryHigginsClark, #GeorgeWashington + #MarthaWashington

as well as #HistRom or #HistoricalRomance; #HistNov + #ColonialAmerica

About Mary Higgins Clark

Mary Higgins Clark Photo Credit (c) Bernard Vidal

The #1 New York Times bestselling author Mary Higgins Clark has written thirty-seven suspense novels, four collections of short stories, a historical novel, a memoir, and two children’s books.

With her daughter Carol Higgins Clark, she has coauthored five more suspense novels, and also wrote The Cinderella Murder, All Dressed in White, The Sleeping Beauty Killer, and Every Breath You Take with bestselling author Alafair Burke.

More than one hundred million copies of her books are in print in the United States alone. Her books are international bestsellers.

Photo Credit: © Bernard Vidal

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On reading about why Ms Clark wanted to write this novel:

Part of the joy of being a book blogger is uncovering stories about living persons through Historical Fiction – I had come across a novel about George Washington a few years ago – through my readings of the Washington as he was presented in that scope of enquiry, I too, had a different opinion of the man whose practically legend in America. Not just for being a General of the Army nor of being the first President but because of how important he was in the shaping of the country overall and the rest of the Founding Fathers.

At the time of reading Becoming George Washington, I had made a notation to myself to seek out more stories about Washington and perhaps about his marriage to Martha as well. Thereby, it didn’t strike me odd that Ms Clark also had a different impression about Washington and through her own research righted the sails wherein history and the historical notations about the man behind his own legend could finally be known for the truth rather than the rumour.

I found it interesting as well that Martha is generally writ as being called ‘Martha’ vs how Clark admits she had a preference for the moniker of “Patsy”. It shouldn’t surprise me as a fourth grader I touted a Presidential trivia book round school – as the knowledge within that small tome of joy was far, far more curiously intriguing than most of my studies therein – to where I would prod and encourage my fellow classmates to ‘learn with me’ the goings-on of the Presidents. It coincided with a sub-focus of our actual lessons wherein we learnt Presidential History. One of the better highlights of my fourth grade year outside of the scope of spending time on our state’s history. The interesting bit to denote now is that that book was limited in scope as outside of the names of the families the Presidents had – there were no notations of interest past the names themselves. I oft wondered why the book was short-sighted.

Another keen reason why I am thankful to writers like Ms Clark who go the extra mile – noodling out the facts, finding ways to entrench us into the lives of persons who once lived and finding a story to carve out of the past. This is why Historical Fiction feels alive to me and why I dearly am passionate about reading it. From every entry point I can find a footing and traction within to re-settle my 21st Century heart round the beauty of the historical past brimming to life in front of my eyes as I hold a book as I would a key to unlock a hidden passageway I hadn’t yet traversed.

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my review of mount vernon love story:

Our first impressions of Washington as the story begins is to entreat back to Mount Vernon; the house and property I’ve longed to visit IRL and a place where Washington himself could not wait to unwind his bones as you could tell how weary he had become as a travel-worn statesman. It was the longings of someone who is long past his proper due of retirement – where a slower pace is more fittingly in-line with his priorities and where an estate he could feel comforted and relaxed within would be quite the appealling reason to withdraw from regular society. At least, this is how it felt as we ease into this life – at this junction of his experiences wherein he can’t wait for Mount Vernon to come into view.

He is on the fringes of turning over the duties of the new country (ie. America) to his successor, John Adams – a family I know of quite well, as this is a family well-read of by my Mum. She’s the one who encouraged my joy in becoming passionate about the #RevWar era in general and of seeking out fictional accounts if the weighty versions of the Non-Fictional accounts felt too weighty to digest. The cheek of Patsy (er, as previously known as ‘Martha’) to suggest he might be re-considering his choice to step-down shows how she truly wanted to put his needs ahead of her own even if she might have felt a bit faint to realise she might have to stay-on for another term. I think all the wives of the Presidents at some point are released from the tension they feel whilst their husbands are in service at the White House. (per my previous readings of The Residence)

I am unsure if memory has faded or if I never honestly knew the truer origins of how Mount Vernon was thus named but it was interesting that it was his brother Lawrence who coined it as such after having taken possession of it once he was of the age of maturity to inherit the land. I had remembered George wasn’t especially fond of his mother – she was quite a strict parent but she also was fiercely strong woman in an age and generation where that was not quite as commonplace as it would be considered now. She was clearly far ahead of the Suffragette movement and a women’s right for independence from underneath the control of her husband and/or sons.

As we tucked closer to his life with his siblings, specifically in a recollected conversation he had with Betty (the sister who was the sibling closest in age to George) – you can see how he leant into his joyfulness for Mount Vernon. Even then, when he was younger – the property held an affinity of affection for his heart. It was partially due to the natural world surrounding the property as he fondly states to his sister but I felt it might be something else as well. Perhaps there are just certain places where a heart and soul can breathe easier – it doesn’t have to be whittled down to anything in particular per se but the feeling of how it gives you ease to be there.

George is recollecting more of his duties as President – especially how hard he fought to have the document which had become the finalised version of the Declaration of Independence. As he re-states why it was necessary – as a proof of action and of intention – as desiring to be free and being free were two very distinct differences in the eyes of a man who saw the importance of putting your actions into documents which could carry weight towards the further freedom of separation from England. As that was the truth of the matter – how to keep America separated from her origins and how to give America a fighting chance to make it as a New World.

His mind is thus vexed as he awaits the ordination of Adams – as he sees Jefferson walk into the ceremony he can’t help but think the man will get on better with Adams than he would himself. Though at the same time he reveals that he himself also took issue with Adams – thus further proving (even beyond what is hinted at within 1776) even the founding fathers did not always stand in allegiance with each other. They were independent men and rightly so, had independent thoughts about how to proceed with this new ‘country of ours which I would have felt might have been the truer root of the issues they had with each other. It wasn’t just to be right for the sake of being right – I have oft felt the founding fathers were in disagreement because of how they each felt the country ought to be founded in such a way as to differ themselves from their original country. They had vision but such vision comes at costs – personally and professionally – yet how they managed to pull together long enough to accomplish what they did is also a testament to their conjoined strength and passion for the end results of their trials.

It is with beautiful clarity we are able to traverse alongside George as we time shift between his malaise of releasing the oath of office to Adams and his circumspect musings of his life in his mother’s home. His mind reverts back and forth between the two time intervals as his body remains present in the events of his end of office. The interesting bit is how realistic it is – how you can tuck into your mind and re-live through the past whilst the present is evermuch still happening round you. It is a thread of interest that most can understand and respect, especially if they were to think back on a moment in their life where the past and the present felt like they were blurring between being lived and remembered.

I had forgotten some of the details of how Washington became a surveyor – though I had remembered it wasn’t his first ambition. His brother Lawrence felt like his saving grace, a calm in a sea of chaos wherein he could find a rudder of a guide towards a future he could not just dream of obtaining but one which theoretically could be more obtainable than the one he earnestly had hoped his mother would have accepted of his path. His sister, of course was equally an ally of his and I felt, between the two siblings, it enabled Washington to capitalise on the goodness his father saw in him but help him re-direct that goodness towards a goal he could become proud of himself. After all, he was a mite too young to lose his father and understand the path he was meant to endure.

With the encouragement of Lawrence and his father-in-law, Washington was enabled to pursue his surveyors apprenticeship under Fairfax – the segue his mind had crafted to return to this period of his own living history was merging into the acceptance speech of John Adams. Uniquely, as we continued to pivot away from John Adams, we retrospectively gained keener insight into Washington himself, as he re-traced the steps which led him into the Presidency on the day he is meant to exit the office which had established the country. As we follow in his footsteps, we become more aware of how much progress and change occurred in a few short 200 hundred years since he first saw America as the First President. The late 1700s and the late 1900s were not as far removed as they appeared as the same concerns he had as an exiting President can be felt and echoed by others who have left the same office during their own transitions. Had they accomplished enough, did they do what they had sought to accomplish and of course, his most humbling curiosity: was everything he had given, ‘enough’?

Time has a curious way of shifting forward in this novel – at once, we are tucked in beside Washington as he is meeting the wives of his friends and being caught up in the celebratory moments of their lives. Then, as time is both temporal and unkind, we re-shift forward – to where everyone is as old as he is at the time of Adams ascension into office; of an age of retirement and of loss. Even his young crush on Fairfax’s wife returnt his curiosity and was re-visiting their youth filled memories from as far off as England; whilst his own mind was hungering on memories of the past and attempting to turn the pages of the present into a newer impression of a future he had not yet lived. It was a curious way of exploring the shifting eras of their years – of how everything was connected together and yet, seemingly disconnected at the same time as each person in turn had to live their own lives. Yet it was how they connected and remained in thought towards one another that made the most difference, I felt. As despite the distances people place between each other, if the thought of concern remains, the distance isn’t as great as the miles betwixt them.

I was not prepared for how Lawrence died… goodness! The heartache in Washington’s young life was quite steep – mostly as their lives were cut short too often from disease and/or from conditions that they could not heal; even Washington himself nearly had difficulty from the smallpox. Yet, what was further interesting is how he allowed himself to become smitten by his best friend’s wife – and how that in of itself was a plague on his soul. Ms Clark does well to show how these emotions played havoc on his conscience – even years later – as he’s at the end of his career, he is still fully circumspect about his actions and how those actions defined him as a gentleman; or a bit short of that mark.

One of the key areas Clark excels at showcasing in this novel is the difficulties of administration at times of war – of how Washington’s clerking for supplies was met with grievous angst of a man who could not settle accounts to save his men even if he tried every angle he could to ensure their demands for supplies were met by the suppliers they had to provide them. What it also showed is how difficult it is to be a leader in a hierarchy that doesn’t give kindly to suggestions by those who are of lower rank to those who are higher in rank and feel they are superior. Clark showed the frustrations of Washington attempting to serve in a rank not fitting his strengths and of where the pressures of failure would circle his thoughts as whatever he attempted to do was never enough to put a dent in the obstacles he was faced to defeat. I am unsure how he drew the courage to continue to rise each day and seek a new path forward when every-time he undertook another order for supplies he was met with a stack of new issues that would buckle a lesser man under its weight in half the time. Moreso to the point, how this paled in comparison in what was awaiting him just ahead of the troops after this part of the battle – bravery comes to those who don’t realise they are in search of it and Washington truly was braver than most when he had to undertake what befell his leader.

It is hard to know what was more hilarious – the fact that Patsy remembered in fond recollection how she met George or the fact, that as a young Colonial in the army, George himself was fit to be tied he had met another woman he was easily smitten with to fall in love over but had once again found her to be wed and thus, untouchable! He seemed to have a habit of being smitten by those who were already married – though in contrast to that, the women themselves had noticed him in return but neither of the parties had acted on those thoughts or feelings; thus freeing themselves from the guilt of such connections. It was just funny I felt that of all the women Washington had met throughout his different careers and the places those careers took him, he hadn’t once found a singleton available who could woo his heart. Though, perhaps, because it took a certain woman who would understand him – in a manner of approach that mirrored his sister and for that, I understood why he was a determined bachelor.

As Clark brings us closer to how how Washington and Patsy’s paths entwined at a moment where he was taken off-guard due to a recent illness, it was an entry point towards understanding how Washington was able to see her in a different frame of light. He had a strong respect for her and her children, but when she insisted on seeing to his welfare during that recovery, I felt he saw her as an equal and as nurturer who put the needs of others ahead of her own. In many ways, it gave them a path towards disarming themselves of the anxieties that generally would have been felt as theirs was an age where propriety and etiquette were quite close cousins and where any shrugging of that ordered dance between singles was frowned upon. A simple conversation against the hearth felt fitting and proper, even if it was in of itself breaking of all the rules!

What Patsy brought to Washington was a calmer resolve, a quieting of his mind and this gave him a better freedom to simply relax into the hours he was living. She had a quiet way about her – giving Washington a chance to peer past his own short-comings and giving him a bit of an anchour in a world which vexed him as much as it unsettled him. She, in turn, felt his strength and his assurances in how their marriage was a buffer against the world itself as they each found in each other a companion and friend who accepted each other unconditionally. Theirs was a marriage built out of mutual trust and faith but also the fortitude of friendship which knitted closer to the truths of what was ever-present on their hearts or minds. They lived through such an age of turbulence that is is a slight miracle they found each other when they had if only to forestall the storms which would try to kick up between them and the country.

His farewell from office was an ode to his life’s legacy of public service and yet, it propelled him to re-install himself in those moments and memories; for re-examination but also for a critique of how he played out those hours he was given. It was hard to wrestle out if his thoughts were kind or if the criticisms he brought forward were a truer glimpse into his inability to reconcile his past. There was so much pressure on him, mostly self-inflicted but also placed there on his shoulders by his mother; a person of whom he constantly seemed to judge himself against and of whom whose approval he ached after without feeling he had properly received. It was a somber revelation in that regard because he was very much the boy and young man who wanted to represent his family and their values but in following his own path towards realising that future. His mother was not of the frame of mind that young men should carve out their own path but rather bid their time in the services that their families dictate. I think part of his ongoing internal strife stemmed from his mother but also from his own lack of self-esteem which was lingering through his years due to different health issues he had and the different ways in which his confidence faltered against his own appearances where he felt he had fallen short of the mark. If anything, Patsy filled a bit of a void in his soul – giving him purpose and a definition he did not oft view of himself and I think the public admiration on his behalf at the exit of his career in politics was almost too much for him to appreciate because he constantly saw himself at a different level of achievement.

Washington felt like a complicated man previously but through Clark’s telling of his life – she puts us closer to the heart of the man against the historical accuracy of where we find him now. In essence, this story reads like a biographical treatment of his life but with the added benefit of a historical drama which tucks us even closer to the moments we’d like to re-visit with Washington and his close companions. A peering in on their private hours if you will to better understand the man and the office in which he held.

The hardest part of the whole novel was watching Washington and Patsy go through the various stages of grief and the pains of loss which come through parenthood. Clark truly humanised her story with the realistic ways in which life waits for no man; nor does service of country exclude the pains of reality in which you return after battle. This is a fully encompassing novel where you feel all the emotions of a lived life with the added benefit of feeling those emotions as you re-walk through the door of History into the footsteps of our first American President and his lovely wife, Patsy. I daresay I shall refrain from calling her Martha henceforth and am so very delighted I have a firmer portrait of their lives from the very early days of my childhood when I first cast my eyes on their likeness in miniature statue. I have come full circle from admiration to appreciation of the lives they lived and the sacrifices which came from their sense of duty. What a wonderful pair they were and how blessed they enriched the lives of their friends.

on the historical writing styling of mary higgins clark:

Clark taps into the mind and memories of Washington – how he felt about stepping out of office and of turning over his duties to the man next in line (ie. John Adams) – to how he looked forward to the life he would live alongside his wife, Patsy. Clark knits us close to Washington – the murmurs of his heart as he turns over memories and thoughts as readily as a man can walk through heavy winds and gales to reach the confirmation of a new President. Washington was a complicated fellow – he kept a lot of his thoughts close to him but it was how he processed his life and turnt over his innermost thoughts that I found wicked fascinating from the beginning. You can see a part of him here in this novel that is at the opposite end of his life I had previously read from Becoming George Washington as this is at the end of his long road of a public servant to the people of the newly formed United States rather than a man just starting off into an adventure he hadn’t realised would lead to the Presidency. The two anchours of reading about his life are wholly entertaining as they give a proper juxtaposition of whom Washington had been at two pivotal moments of his life.

Clark has written this novel as a time shift narrative – meaning, although we are with Washington in the present (at the time of his retirement wherein Adams is rising into the seat of the second President) we are also firmly grounded into his younger years where he was still living in the house of his mother. It is here where we see how the boy became the man and how the boyhood experiences of his youth shaped, defined and still influenced him as an adult. Though the pains of that boyhood also had leftover effects on his mental health as Clark dips into how the choices he was forced to make in his younger years directly affected the course his adult years would dictate.

What I appreciated most about how Clark approached this story is how she wanted us to feel emotionally attached to Washington and his wife, Patsy (of whom I previously knew of being Martha) – of how the trials of their life and the successes therein as well were the memories they latched onto the most. How hard Washington fought for understanding the moments of his life where he felt like a failure and how others who looked on those same moments and only saw admiration. It was a cuttingly authentic viewing of Washington’s life told through the warmth and lens of a romance; as first and foremost, it is of a man and his love of the land known as Mount Vernon – how this became the anchour and the balance which stablised his life. Yet, it also the romance of how the one woman who he never felt he’d meet became his equal and his companion through a life well-worn through leadership, adversity and the courage necessary to lead a young country into a future that was unscripted and unplanned; yet dreamt of by the brave men who changed the destiny of the colonists.

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