The Time Traveler’s Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
Henry, a charming and troubled librarian, time-travels involuntarily during times of stress; Clare, a chronologically normal artist, has loved him since he appeared naked out of thin air in a meadow near her childhood home. Each time Henry disappears, she can only wait and hope that he’ll return to her safe and whole.
I was told a hundred times that I would love The Time Traveler’s Wife, so I finally broke down and read it. What a tapestry your novel is! It’s complex, but never so much that I can’t follow; sexy, in an honest and eager way that makes it even hotter; so beautifully written that I want to have a copy sitting around, and read bits aloud to myself while curled up in bed on a rainy day. It also sent me into fits of very exquisite agony and set me crying on the Bolt Bus. I fell wildly in love with both Henry and Clare, and the ending was incredibly poignant. I’m held back from letting myself embrace the book entirely, though, because of one problem. There’s a moment of foreshadowing, somewhere in the middle of the novel, that was just a little too clear–I found myself thinking, if that actually plays out, it would be one step too far. Near the end of the book, you went there, and I did think it was too far. A little bit too much angst and terrible circumstance, in a book (and a life) already rife with both, dampened my enjoyment and also lessened my emotional connection to the book’s final outcome. I can’t give such a great book less than five stars, but I really wish Henry could have run on strong until the end. Oh, and btw–I’m WICKED excited to see the movie, which appears to be slated for later this summer. Such an extremely cinematic book lends itself naturally to film, I think, though I disagree with some of the casting choices (Henry looks much too buff, IMHO).