I’ll admit that this book was not at the top of my reading list. I’ve been reading a few series’ of books and found myself zooming through a few books faster than expected, leaving me with nothing on hand to read. While I was itching strongly to run to the nearest bookstore to pick up the next volume in of something else, my wife suggested I take a detour and read something we already owned that may not normally fall on my radar. She had read this book recently and found it interesting and thought-provoking and suggested I give it a try. And so I did.
First, Audrey Niffenegger’s debut novel is not what I would have expected. The novel is composed as if it were a collection of diary entries from the two main characters – Henry and Clare. And while you might assume that a book about a man who experiences many parts of his life out of order would suffer from spoilers or paradoxes, this story suffers from neither. The way that the author unfolds events – even events that come from the past or the future – there is no truth revealed before its time and no instance of discontinuity. So above all else, I have to give Ms. Niffennegger kudos for weaving the tale of such a non-conventional and disorganized romance in such a fluid manner.
As for the substance of it, while it is easy to assume that this is a story about a man who randomly travels through time and the consequences thereof, it is just as equally about his wife and how his travels impact her life. And despite the supernatural twist, many of the struggles that Henry and Clare traverse are life and relationship struggles that are common and easy to relate to. Whereas I cannot travel through time, I can certainly relate to many of the thoughts and emotions Henry experiences as a son, a man, and a husband.
I am aware that a movie was made of this book – a movie I may opt to watch in the near future as a result (and I couldn’t help but picture the main characters as the actors who played them in the film). But I have the expectation that while there is plenty to visualize well in a film, there will be important elements missing from it. There are too many instances in the book of thoughts, fears, and emotions being expressed that wouldn’t necessarily come across visually. There is something about narrative writing that works best on the page and not as well on the screen.
In summary, I was pleasantly surprised with how much I enjoyed this book. It had me near tears on more than one occasion (both of sorrow and joy). While it may not have been on my list of books to read, it is certainly on the list of books I’m glad I read.
Wow. Jim Butcher manages to continue amaze me with his writing. I’d grown addicted to The Dresden Files, and now I’ve been drawn into The Codex Alera series hook, line, and sinker. My only hope is the fact that there are only six books in the series, so I have a definite end in sight.
I learned two things I didn’t expect while reading this book: (1) I learned a whole bunch of facts about weather patterns I hadn’t fully appreciated, and (2) I realized that I’ve read very few books written by women.
In case you are wondering why I’m reviewing the second book in a series for which I reviewed the first book last week, if isn’t because I finished the second book in a week. It was more like 2 weeks. I just realized partway through the second book that I never wrote a review of the first. Now that I’m done with the second, I will share my thoughts on it with you.