Kind of horrified. I have loved CS's other books and was looking forward to this one. I didn't mind the topic. I thought it might be interesting in the hands of a truly literary author who had always gone deeply into her characters' minds. And what mind might be more interesting than this one?
Till we find out more about Kate.
(One question that I just have to get off my chest: WHO complains about a guy taking too long to come? WHO DOES THAT? I guess maybe when you've got young children you might be in a hurry. And maybe if you have psychic abilities something about that ensures that you ALWAYS come in 3 minutes. But guys, if you read this book, PLEASE don't get the idea that this is how women work. By all means, take your time.)
However, as I think about it, CS picks characters who hide their potential, who MIGHT be interesting IF... If they did not constrain themselves with the expectations of others--what they believe their boarding school peer group expects of them, what their husband's career demands of them, and in this case, what this woman's middle school cohort thought of her, and which she never appears to have grown out of.
So again we have a woman trying to live within the bounds of convention. However, maybe CS hasn't got this memo, but this isn't an especially interesting story for contemporary women. Most of us, by the time we're 30, don't bother shaving our legs that often or really care that much what other people think. We have our friends--usually more than just one neighbor friend--we just do what we like. Even if we stayed home... I dunno. I don't remember it being so suffocating. I remember writing groups and people to hike with and rock climb with and ski with and horseback ride with (and no, it wasn't especially a rich area, people just had horses tossed out in their back pastures). People to change off watching the kids with so we could go do this stuff. *Because we weren't nutcases about whether the kid might eat a blueberry.*
Anyhow, it's not exactly gripping, is it? Is Kate going to lose the acceptance of... of... of... whom? Her neighbors? We never meet them. Her boss? She doesn't have one. Her husband? He puts up with everything.
Well, I shouldn't say the novel didn't keep my attention. It did. Unlike so many of the flashback-laden stories that seem to be infesting the contemporary fiction market right now, this one at least had re-lived, rather than recounted, scenes. You did go back in time, each time, with Kate, and the storytelling was vivid. But each flashback was several scenes too long. I mean, you know she gets married, so you don't need to see the *whole* wedding. The important part happens in the interaction between Kate and Jeremy while flying out to the wedding. Cut there. We don't need the dress and the friends and the toast and all that. After graduation, we need her and her sister lying under the Arch in St. Louis dreaming of the future. We don't then need them driving back around the city to kill the rest of the night. CS seems to feel she has to connect every single dot... At least a hundred pages could go under the delete button that way.
It is interesting that the main character is the one who, while judging her sister for her impulsivity, only rarely recognizes her own. She keeps herself in check most of the time, but when she moves, she is the one who behaves most destructively, including toward herself, when she decides to throw over her master's in social work (snore--and we never know why she picked that, anyway) to go help her father, or whatever it was she thought she was needed for. The sister pretty much does what she does in an even, predictable way. Showing up at Kate's college dorm was probably just a matter of missing her sister.
One question you can't keep from asking: if Jeremy, the husband, is so improbably great, what's he doing with Kate? She herself wonders at one point, bringing up the study in which men were found to prefer women who were not as smart as they were. Kate's clearly bright, but as she notes, she's no PhD. That's not the issue so much, as that she doesn't seem to read much (one novel all summer, and we don't know what it is), doesn't engage in any political discussion, even with her best friend, who went to Harvard and is probably wondering what the hell these people in the Midwest talk about, doesn't react to the news, doesn't seem to feel passionately about anything but her children, and even then doesn't seem to be thinking much about psychology or developmental theory. Basically, she's quite shallow, and it's not, in the case of this CS novel, society's fault. We just spent 358 pages inside the head of someone who really wasn't worth our time. Meanwhile, her husband is a scientist who has studied at Wesleyan and Cornell and Berkeley. Seriously. What's he doing with Kate? This makes me like him less--he DOES want a woman who isn't so smart, someone over whose neuroses he can patronizingly roll his eyes. (And I assume this is part of why she does what she does in the lead up to the denouement, though Kate, who is studiedly not living the self-examined life, is not going to see that.)
BTW, Jeremy seems quite attuned to Kate, probably because she's pretty transparent. Or maybe because he's sensitive. Which raises questions about "senses" and who has them. Also, while Gabe, at the end, seems clearly to have them, Rosie several times to me seemed possibly to have them, but Kate didn't want to see that. So again, what's sensitivity/perceptiveness, and what's senses, and what's fear. Also, what obligates you? Does seeing a picture of your future husband, or, in the case of her father, your future children, mean you HAVE to marry him, or HAVE to marry the woman who will bear your children? Or does it just suggest a possibility? Lots of cool questions could have been examined in this book, but weren't.
In the end, because of the avoidance of the real issues and of outright conflict, I'd say this was chick lit. The first clue I didn't get what I bargained for came at the end of chapter one, when she said something about her "powers." I thought, Did I really just read that? Is this going to be one of those book club books that tries to squeeze in a bit of paranormal and a bit of literary? Answer: yes. Not what you'd expect of CS, and too bad. I mean, I knew ESP was part of the book, and that was fine, but I thought it would be handled more subtly. If it were someone like me, who's read a lot about various things, including ESP, and who reads and writes literary fiction, or if I were that character, I would probably have said something like "when my sister made her prediction, I waited for a quiet moment in my day. Then I sat with my eyes closed, scanning. It was one thing when we were kids; back then, it had all seemed a game. But adulthood teaches you that the difference between intuition, even prescience, and mere fear, is hard to know. Years before I had put all the images, all the urgent thoughts that came welling through my throat to flash behind my eyes, I had put them all in the same place. The canister of banished fears. I thought my sister irresponsible for doing otherwise. But what if I were the coward? Should I sit here, starting now, and sort through them?" I dunno. I'd have been more interested in reading a book about a woman who has legitimate insight and also neurotic panic and can't tell the difference. What an echo chamber that would be. Instead we're dealing with a woman who feels that because she sometimes sees things in advance, she should see EVERYTHING in advance, and also she's responsible for all of it. Oddly the normal guilt she feels for the stuff she actually does cause seems muted compared to the raging guilt she feels for what she cannot control.
Some people wrote that they wished she would suffer the consequences of her actions. I don't know what those consequences would be that wouldn't be worse for everyone around her. Really, she IS kind of a witch. What I wish is that she would learn to live a bit. But now she'll be so wrapped up in fear of Gabe's exposure that this will be the new source of anxious heart, and she'll stumble around in that myopic tunnel instead. Is what I think.
For CS, I hope for something bigger. Maybe Hilary Clinton? Or just someone in a role where they CAN say what they want, which is what CS herself can do. What will such a woman say? What will she do?
It was interesting to read this side by side with The Woman Upstairs. I think I would recommend the Messud to others, but not this one. However, I would read the next book from Sittenfeld.
Oh, and one more thing, since a friend of mine did her PhD on psychics, how they know they are, how they validate, how they train/hone...psychic culture, basically... it just seems like there was a lot more to be explored in terms of the self-doubt and process of legitimation that people who believe they have psychic gifts go through. Kate never seemed to doubt it.
Because I often read on a Kobo, I'm trying to make a habit of commenting on the formatting of the EPUB file. This has nothing to do with the quality of the book itself or the writer's effort. But from a consumer's perspective, it's worth knowing whether you're paying for a book that feels like a piece of junk in terms of a reading experience. Good job on this one. There are clear differences among the software that publishers use and whether they bother checking over things like typos and hyphenation. In this case the file presented just like a regular book.