I didn’t intend to read this novella, because it didn’t sound like my kind of thing. However, so many people were raving about the series that I decided to read it for Novellas in November, hosted by Cathy of 746 Books and Bookish Beck.
Before I start my review, I thought I’d list all the novellas I have read so far this year:
- The Thief and the Dogs by Naguib Mafouz
- The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark
- Held by Anne Michaels
- Western Lane by Chetna Maroo
- Interpreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri
- The Captain’s Daughter by Alexander Pushkin
- Benbecula by Graeme Macrae Burnett
- Heart, Be at Peace by Donal Ryan
- The Talnikov Family by Avdotya Panaeva
- Scotch Mist by Dorothy Lambert
- The Princess of Cleves by Madame de La Fayette
- Harvest Home by Dorothy Lambert
Admittedly, some of these are a few pages longer than the limit of 200 pages.
And now, here’s my review:
I have to say right up front that I don’t understand what the fuss is about. I did want to know what happened, but one thing I knew from the beginning is that Tara isn’t going to get out of her predicament because the series has seven volumes! Of course, people reading the first volume right after it came out wouldn’t know that.
For the few people who don’t know what the book is about, Tara owns a book dealership with her husband, Thomas. She goes on a routine trip to Paris to look in at an auction and try to find some specific books as well as to purchase anything interesting. She arrives on the 17th of November, attends the auction, and buys some books. On the 18th, she buys more books, purchases a Roman coin for Thomas, and visits friends, Philip and Molly, where she burns her hand.
The next day, it is still November 18.
She isn’t stuck repeating the same day, like Bill Murray in Ground Hog Day. She eventually returns home. Some of the books she purchased go with her, but the coin is gone. Thomas is surprised to see her because she was supposed to return on the 19th, so she explains what happened and he believes her. But the next day only she remembers.
The novella is moody and contemplative, as Tara tries to make sense of what’s going on. What is the logic, if there is some, behind what she can keep and what she can’t? What happens to a couple if one person remains the same while the other is changing?
What never seems to occur to her is whether she is the only person experiencing this or if others are. After all, when Thomas is with her, he relives November 18 over and over, but he just doesn’t remember. Maybe everyone is reliving the same day, but she’s the only one who knows it.
The novel makes you think, if only to try to figure out what’s going on. Tara goes through a period of torpor, and then she decides not to put Thomas through the same thing daily, so she moves out, sort of, and he thinks she’s still in Paris and coming home tomorrow.
Of course, the novel is exploring many ideas, particularly the perception of time.
I’m not bothered by the lack of activity in the book, or by its contemplative nature. I just feel distanced from what is going on.































