“The history of sound, lost daily. I’ve started to think of Earth as a wax cylinder; the sun the needle, laid on the land and drawing out the day’s music – the sound of people arguing, cooking, laughing, singing, moaning, crying, flirting. And behind that, a silent sweep of millions of sleeping people washing across Earth like static.”.
OMG! This masterpiece has been sitting on my TBR shelf for a year, and I can’t believe it’s taken me that long to pick it up. It’s simply superb – breathtaking, shattering, radiant, exhilarating. It makes me want to yell from the rooftops, “Stop what you’re doing! You must read this book!”
The characters in these 12 interlinked stories, spanning three centuries, are searching for love, meaning and connection. Six of the stories are puzzles of sorts that are solved by their companion pieces. All are exquisite.
For example, the titular story holds these words: “My grandfather once said that happiness isn’t a story.” And so it’s not. A young man – barely out of his teens -- meets a folk music expert whom he will love for all his life in the early 20th century. They spend an enchanted summer collecting folk songs, “filled with the voices of thousands who’ve sung and changed them” – the stories of people’s lives. We know from the first paragraph that a stranger will appear at the end of his life with phonograph cylinders containing old recordings of the sounds that were captured that magical summer. That story doesn’t reach full circle until we read that story, Origin Stories, set many decades later.
In another, August in the Forest, a man with writer’s block must confront feelings for a woman he regarded as a best friend when together, they stumble across a mystery of a logging crew that met with a sudden death. In a later story, we discover what really happened through a record of a crew whose expedition becomes increasingly sinister.
In another pairing, a photograph of a Great Auk – long thought extinct – is uncovered. The photographer, now deceased, never capitalized on what would have surely led to fame and fortune. Why? In a following story, we learn the truth behind the day the photograph was taken, in a story that is as touching as it is well-crafted.
Every single story is a gem. Each one contains connections from past to present – memories, feelings, journals, paintings, meditations, and evocations. History, Ben Shattuck suggests, is fluid and always there to inform and regenerate us. The sounds of the past still converse with us and often direct us in our search for redemption and closure. This is a marvelous book. Do yourself a favor and get it.