The Time Traveler’s Wife
By Audrey Niffenegger
3.5 out of 5 bananas, absoloodle.

This book was just what I needed to get me reading again, an adventure of sorts to rediscover all I love about paperback fiction. I go through spurts where I can’t stop reading, and times when I’m in literary drought — wandering aimlessly looking for something great to get me back on course. I’ll pick up books (Elizabeth Costello, Michelangelo and the Pope’s Ceiling, Shipping News,) and meander for a 100 pages. I get discouraged if it doesn’t grab my attention and make me thirsty for more within the first few chapters. Hating to declare defeat, I prop these books back on my bookshelf, determined to one day conquer them.
The Time Traveler’s Wife was the compass I was searching for. The passport back to a world of reading — a world where you can drown out the noises of a bustling cafe because you are within the story. It is alive and dancing on the page before you.
This is the story of a man — Henry — who can travel through time, and his life-long love affair with a woman — Clare. It isn’t as science fiction as it sounds; it is an excellent love story and would probably be more appropriately classified as “chic lit.” Then again, related searches for this book on Amazon bring up Kite Runner and Middlesex — two excellent books that are certainly not tailored to female readers. (I suggest reading these and figuring out where you think they should be categorized because I’m obviously having a tricky time of it. Or better yet, don’t categorize them. Just recognize they are great reads and worth the pages on which they are printed.) TTW was a relatively easy and quick read. A character to hate: Gomez. A character to question: Ingrid. A character to love: Alba.

One of my favorite passages:

“What an uncertain husband I have been, Clare, like a sailor, Odysseus alone and buffeted by tall waves, sometimes wily and sometimes just a plaything of the gods. Please Clare. When I am dead. Stop waiting and be free. Of me — put me deep inside you and then go out in the world and live. Love the world and yourself in it, move through it as though it offers no resistance, as though the world is your natural element.”

I read this book upon the suggestion of several girlfriends. Have you read it? What did you think? I’m now enjoying Eat, Pray, Love, happy to be back in the familiar Land of Literature.