Trying to float Coming of age in the Chelsea Hotel

Nicolaia Rips

Book - 2016

"'Hysterically droll, touching, elegant, and wise--a coming-of-age story from someone who possibly came of age before her parents' (Patricia Marx, New Yorker writer and bestselling author), Trying to Float is a seventeen-year-old's darkly funny, big-hearted memoir about growing up in New York City's legendary Chelsea Hotel. New York's Chelsea Hotel may no longer be home to its most famous denizens--Andy Warhol, Leonard Cohen, Patti Smith, to name a few--but the eccentric spirit of the Chelsea is alive and well. Meet the family Rips: father Michael, a lawyer turned writer with a penchant for fine tailoring; mother Sheila, a former model and renowned artist who matches her welding outfits with couture; and daught...er Nicolaia, a precocious high school junior at work on a record of her peculiar seventeen years. Nicolaia is a perpetual outsider who has struggled to find her place in public schools populated by cliquish girls and loudmouthed boys. But at the Chelsea, Nicolaia need not look far to find her tribe. There's her neighbor Storme, a tall woman who keeps a pink handgun strapped to her ankle; her babysitter, Paris, who may or may not have a second career as an escort; her friend Artie, former proprietor of New York's most famous nightclubs. The kids at school might never understand her, but as Nicolaia endeavors to fit in she begins to understand that the Chelsea's motley crew could hold the key to surviving the perils of a Manhattan childhood. Not since Holden Caulfield has there been such a fabulously compelling teen guide to New York City: Nicolaia Rips's debut is a disarming, humble, heartfelt, and wise tale of coming-of-age amid the contradictions, complexities, and shifting identities of life in New York City. A bohemian Eloise for our times, Trying to Float is a triumphant parable for the power of embracing difference in all its forms"--

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Subjects
Genres
Autobiographies
Published
New York : Scribner 2016.
Language
English
Main Author
Nicolaia Rips (author)
Edition
First Scribner hardcover edition
Physical Description
xiv, 254 pages : illustration ; 22 cm
ISBN
9781501132988
  • Prologue
  • Part One: THE FLEDGLING YEARS
  • My First Trip
  • Italy
  • Preschool
  • The Pool Party
  • The Craftys
  • Halloween
  • My Steed
  • Pippi
  • Eyes
  • Stormé
  • But Not the Fish
  • A Leg Up
  • A Crush
  • Artie
  • My Babysitters
  • The Theater
  • Rebecca
  • Winter Valley
  • The Traitor
  • My Friend Fan
  • The Traitor Revealed
  • Part Two: MIDDLE SCHOOL
  • Friendship
  • The Delicacy of Love
  • Friendship and Chocolate
  • Greta Returns
  • Moving On
  • King of the Night
  • The Studio
  • My Crowd
  • The Schnoz
  • Mom vs. Mama
  • The Dance
  • The Shaman
  • Tic-Tac-Toke
  • Summer Camp
  • An Unexpected Journey
  • My Interested Look
  • Cinderella
  • The Banana Peels of Optimism
  • The Playing Fields of West Chelsea
  • Mr. Crafty Moves Out
  • At Last
  • Author's Note.
Review by Booklist Review

Rips, who is scheduled to graduate from high school just before this memoir, her first book, comes out, grew up in New York's Chelsea Hotel. There she was surrounded by a cast of eccentric characters, starting with her writer father and world traveler mother, which might be too zany, and too numerous, to be believed in a novel. For the young Ms. Rips, though, the Chelsea Hotel inhabitants of the early aughts were just family, neighbors, and friends, and she writes about them with a kind fascination that reflects this. Persistent lobby fixtures, the Craftys, men of mysterious, elaborate backstories who loved to torment one another, welcomed Rips into their fold. Her most reliable babysitter was a well-known, aging former night-club owner and photographer. When a friendly neighbor known only as El Capitan interrupted Rips' princess party wearing only underwear, she felt embarrassed about her home for the first time. Rips recounts lots of school tales, too, with the keen observations of the lonely outsider she was, along with the precise language she employs throughout her precocious, interesting memoir.--Bostrom, Annie Copyright 2016 Booklist

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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review

Growing up in New York City is an adventure, but growing up in the city's famed Chelsea Hotel is an adventure that high school student Rips chronicles in her droll memoir. While it's not uncommon to be cramped for space in N.Y.C., Rips and her preoccupied but loving parents live together in a one-room apartment in a hotel that's known for its unusual characters. Rips was always more comfortable in the company of adults than children, and she spent most of her childhood friendless, hanging around hotel inhabitants such as the Mr. Crafties, two men who perpetually sat arguing in the lobby. She recounts failed attempts to join a variety of activities in her elementary school, most of them ending comically and badly. Her parents didn't seem to care that their daughter was the least popular girl in school. This changed in middle school when she found her own tribe of misfits. What doesn't change are Rips's indefatigable sense of humor about her own circumstances and her confidence. Readers will be impressed that this young author has written such a powerful memoir, and that she persevered through adolescence and her atypical upbringing to emerge as a strong, if eccentric, individual. This heartfelt memoir balances pathos and humor, proving that Rips, still only a senior in high school, is a promising writer who is wise beyond her years. Agent: Nicole Aragi, Aragi Inc. (July) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

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Review by School Library Journal Review

Rips's delightful memoir will amuse readers of all ages. Her eccentric childhood, spent growing up in an apartment in the famous Chelsea Hotel on West 23rd Street in Manhattan, is described with wit and humor. Spanning from preschool entrance to the end of eighth grade, her work addresses her struggle to make friends and fit in at school. The insightful anecdotes are so well-done that readers will assume that Rips is an adult, but the teenage author graduated from high school in 2016 and this is her first book. Young adults will hope that a sequel covering her years at La Guardia High School for the Performing Arts is forthcoming and wonder if she is as funny in person as she is on the page. The tenants of the Chelsea are not the famous ones of the past, but those portrayed were important for the young girl, whose parents did not arrange the usual playdates. Rips's parents are depicted as creative optimists from the Midwest, and, fortunately for readers, her father tired of her troublesome tales about school and suggested that she write them down instead of complaining. VERDICT This hilarious selection will make readers laugh and could encourage young people to keep a diary and try their own hand at writing.-Karlan Sick, formerly at New York Public Library © Copyright 2016. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

First-time author Rips, a high school senior who lives with her parents in New York's legendary Chelsea Hotel, reflects on her earlier years attending public schools in the city and befriending the many eccentric residents at the hotel.In this delightful coming-of-age memoir, the author draws a portrait of her younger self as the ultimate outsider. Lacking traditional good looks, physically and often socially awkward, she was eager to make friends, yet her frequent attempts to fit in typically led to embarrassing results, her desire to be popular spiraling further away. In contrast to her challenging school life, she found it easy to connect with her neighbors. She has been accepting of their eccentricities and attuned to some of their own struggles: "our home was in the Chelsea Hotel, known for its writers, artists, and musicians, but also for its drug addicts, alcoholics, and eccentrics. At any given time, at least one from each group was in the lobby. Since there were few children in the hotel, it was with these people that I spent my time." Her story progresses through a series of comedic episodes at school or within her home/hotel setting, and she vividly depicts each of the various characters she has encountered along the way. She writes about the many self-absorbed, narcissistic teachers and classmates (along with their obsessively hovering parents), while her neighbors come across as free-spirited and openly caring individualsas do her parents, who can also be somewhat scatterbrained: "They were like balloons that had escaped a child's grasppointlessly floating." Rips is a gifted writer who quickly reveals a mature, nuanced insight into human behavior. She has a genuine talent for extracting comic potential within these encounters, yet she balances them with moments of surprising poignancy. An engaging story with a big heart, written by a young adult whose sharply tuned and often witty observations will appeal to adults and teens alike. Copyright Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

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Trying to Float MY FIRST TRIP EIGHT YEARS INTO my parents' marriage, my mom discovered that she was pregnant. This seemingly joyous event was dented by my dad's denial that such a terrible thing could happen to him. Convinced that he wasn't responsible, he accused my openly gay godfather, Tom, of fathering the child. My mom was an extraordinary traveler, and though excited about the pregnancy, feared that a baby would signal the end of her journeys. She began to plan a trip to Iran. Because she needed a visa to get into Iran and couldn't get one in the United States, she flew to London and applied for her visa there. She was five months pregnant. In London, the Iranian consulate informed her that a visa could take months. Never one to wait around, she decided to travel the Uzbek silk road while waiting for her visa to arrive in Tashkent. An Iranian doctor in London gave her a note that said she could travel until seven months pregnant. With this, she and I were off. Back in New York, my dad refused to admit that he had a wife, much less a daughter on the way. This fantasy came to an end when he picked up his mail to find a postcard from a grinning woman, with a swelling belly, firing off automatic weapons with a group of equally happy Uzbek men. The caption read, "Enjoying the afternoon with your daughter!" Acknowledging the imminent arrival of his daughter, my father, who had previously handled my mother's trips to the most dangerous parts of the world by confining himself to a two-block radius that included the Chelsea Hotel, his favorite café, and his barber, now added visits to a psychiatrist to the mix. What she thought of his reflections on his childhood in Nebraska, vivid and unexpected, like pimentos in the center of olives, I dare not imagine. On July 19, exactly four weeks before I was born, my father opened the door to find a woman wearing a burka. When my mother went into labor at St. Luke's-Roosevelt Hospital, my dad was finally forced to venture outside his circle of comfort. Having done so--and meeting me--he realized it wasn't so bad out there. Excerpted from Trying to Float: Chronicles of a Girl in the Chelsea Hotel by Nicolaia Rips All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.