So, where to begin? If Along the Infinite Sea was lighthearted, then I'd say it should've been called So, I Married a Nazi. But it's not. It's so heavy that it's forced me to turn to my old pal levity, right or wrong, as a means of dealing with it. It's poignant, this tale. By the end I was crying buckets and once again wondering how I'd come to care so much about people who weren't even real.
The plot alternates between two timelines: 1966, where Pepper Schuyler is pregnant with a married senator's baby, and 1936, where Annabel Creouville/von Kleist/Dommerich (say that five times fast) is pregnant with the baby of a man (also married) who is fleeing the Nazis. Annabel is young and afraid, and through a wrenching and bizarre string of events, she's ultimately forced to choose between this man and a German general. Or rather, maybe it's more accurate to say that one of them is forced to choose her. It's one of those scenarios in which both men have some good and some bad, and not always in the ways you'd expect. Some may say, "Hey, wait a minute. Why does she have to end up with either one of these guys? Isn't there someone less morally ambiguous for her to make strudel with?" It's a logical question -- which means that it's out of the question for fiction. Because novels aren't about logic. They're about pitting characters against impossible situations to get them to show what they're made of. In other words, if Annabel settled down with some nondescript baker who rubbed her feet every night, then there wouldn't be any story. And we wouldn't learn anything about her or ourselves or the human condition.
As for Pepper, she's young but less afraid, partly because it's a different time and party because she's Pepper. That said, her storyline sort of fades into the background. But I think that may be intentional, that it's meant as a kind of bright, crackly foil for the more serious Annabel saga.
Yep, lots of fireworks, lots of intrigue, and lots of tears. That's what's along the infinite sea.
One of these days, Beatriz, I'll crack your code. One of these days.
Then again, maybe not.
I kind of like being surprised.
2 comments:
Considering most books don't have multiple story lines unless they somehow collide at some point in time, please tell me these two women's lives cross paths at some point.
Also - "By the end I was crying buckets and once again wondering how I'd come to care so much about people who weren't even real."
You know I do, and by god it sucks the energy out of you and leaves your eyes puffy and red, and your nose stuffed and drippy.
What an intriguing story! I'm really drawn to the bright blue, beautiful cover of the beach. ❤️ "Isn't there someone less morally ambiguous for her to make strudel with?" - LOL!!! That made me laugh.
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