Mon, Sep. 27th, 2004

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Henry DeTamble is born with some sort of genetic defect that causes him to travel involuntarily through time, but he is in love with (and loved by) Clare, whose life proceeds one way through time like most people's. It's a very interesting love story in which we get to see not only the falling-in-love period so often focused on by romance novels, but also what comes later through the years.

While the dialogue at first felt a little clunky, I settled into the book easily and was extremely caught up in the narrative. The narrative is, given the topic, fairly linear -- I liked how we mostly start through Clare's experiences, chronologically, with small bits of the future interspersed as Future!Henry returns from a rendevouz with Past!Clare. It also makes for very interesting dramatic reveals. Mostly I am in awe of how the author managed to juggle the timelines, as Clare meets Future!Henry when she's just a child, while Henry meets Clare in real time, without any past knowledge of her. The structure of the book itself makes it fascinating.

The problem I had with the book was that I never quite understood why Henry and Clare were in love. Clare as a child was obviously enamoured of older Henry (it skirted around my squick buttons, but it was a little close there), and when she finally meets Henry in real life, Henry speaks of her sort of molding him into her memory of future!Henry. While Henry, on the other hand, seems to be in love with Clare at first simply because they are fated to be in love. Later on in his life, when he starts traveling back to visit child!Clare, he sort of molds her into his memory of future!Clare. So there is a sense of fate in the relationship that I'm not sure if I buy. Maybe it's the point of the love story? Not sure, but the little dropped lines about molding people felt too Pygmalion-ish for me to really read as romantic.

Also, in the back of my head, there was a constant little voice wondering why it was Henry who got to be all adventurous and dash around through time, while Clare was the one who waited and worried and stayed behind.

But I did like the book; it's just much more difficult to say why I like something than to pick at the problems, sadly. I might not reread it often, however, given some rather depressing bits.

ETA: Spoilers in comments

Links:
- [livejournal.com profile] rilina's review
- [livejournal.com profile] minnow1212's review
- [livejournal.com profile] tenemet's review
- [livejournal.com profile] shewhohashope's review

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Mon, Sep. 27th, 2004 07:55 pm
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Coolness!

My boss' son apparently got an audition for Joan of Arcadia! Also, in even more cool news, my boss and his wife and another co-worker at the bookstore are all JoA fans!!

In other news, I'm starting to feel very nostalgic already about quitting. I mean, I knew this would happen -- I get nostalgic for everything, including my poor little first apartment with the cabinet doors that never closed right. But I shall feel good in the knowledge that it is just down the street so I can visit (and buy stuff) whenever. And that co-worker friend may actually turn out to be social friend with whom I can hang out with, which is extremely of the good. My god, I may actually be developing an offline social life.

I also realized I have a frightening 129 people friended, not including various RSS feeds, communities and whatnot. It's getting to the point in which I stay at my computer all day to keep up. So I'm starting to consider a cutdown of the reading list, given time constraints and the desire to do other things besides read my computer screen all day. Except I feel sort of bad about this, because I like friending everyone who friends me. Hrm. Will have to contemplate further.
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