I finished The Time Traveler’s Wife today. This book is the perfect example of why a reader needs to stick with a book that has some turbulence in the beginning of the book. I don’t mean turbulence as in bad stuff happens to the people in the book, I mean turbulence in the actually mechanics of the writing. As I said before, the problem with this book is the pacing of it. Niffenegger puts in so much backstory and explanation in the beginning of the book that I was quickly losing interest in what was going to happen.
Fortunately, once the reader catches up to the characters in time (as in, Henry and Clare are themselves in real time-eight years apart), the story goes from being mildly interesting to being entirely engrossing. Once the real core of the story was revealed, I couldn’t stop reading. The relationship between Henry and Clare is a constantly evolving ride of emotion that carries the reader from the exhilirating flush of first love through the crippling hardships of life and into the throes of grief. Henry and Clare win and lose a lot in their life together, and Niffenegger invites the reader along for the memorable journey.
Then she leaves you to crash and burn in the end. The book is divided into three parts. We’ve already explored the grueling beginning and the incredible middle. Now let’s examine the last part-the third part, the smallest part, the worst part. Clearly added as a resolution, it doesn’t resolve anything. Well, it didn’t for me. Some people might enjoy painting their own ending for the book, but not me. They take a jump of 45 years and explain nothing of the between years. I want to know what has happened. What have they been doing for nearly half a decade? It’s very frustrating. This is the third time this has happened to me with books. I hate it everytime.
However, the ending and the beginning are not bad enough to detract from the appeal of the overall book. I highly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a good story, even if there are some bumps along the way. The characters are well-rounded, with flaws and strengths that make them human. Niffenegger’s writing is superb, even when the pacing falls short of entertainment. A few points get confusing to follow, but they make sense at the end of the book. Just hold out until then and you will be rewarded with a wonderfully unique love story that takes the time travel novel and presents it to its best advantage.
By the Way: A note of caution: Charlotte Bronté never finished her novel Villette, but they published it anyway. A very dissatisfying ending, that.