I was so impressed by Penelope Farmer's 'Charlotte Sometimes'. It is a story of a girl growing older, of adjusting to life away from home for the first time, or a new life amongst unfamiliars.
What I appreciated most about the book were the implications it carried with it in regards to what it *is* to grow older. I think it's something of an impulse to think of childhood as something merely left behind—or that, we enter adulthood at the expense of a broad vivacity which gives our formative years their brilliant hue. Or that more pointedly, adulthood is entered in the same way we would cross into an unknown at the cost of the so-called simplicity of childhood. Though I am not well-versed in the juvenile level coming-of-age tale, I can at least cite Jerry Spinelli's 'Hokey-Pokey' of what I understand to be an example of the above, but I hope that I may do this without detracting from Hokey-Pokey, which I enjoyed when I read it about a year ago. There too, we have a tale rich in imagination. Still, I think, with aim to inform preference, I prefer Charlotte Sometimes.
Our Charlotte has gone off to boarding school, the year being 1969 (presumably, as this is when the book was released). By sleeping in a magical bed by the window or her dormitory, she is transported back to 1918, waking up as 'Clare'—a girl with a different sister, a different home life, a different identity. She is haunted by what is expected of Clare, of living up to Clare, while at the same time making room for 'Charlotte' in this strange world. Despite the differences the boarding school has undergone in 50 odd years, there is a familiarity which renders the school that much more erie. Throughout the book Charlotte/Clare not only gradually learns to enjoy herself in this new world, but begins build a relationship between past and present, between herself and the strange contexts to which she suddenly finds herself thrown into.
At risk of spoiling the book, I will leave the beautiful details of how Farmer accomplishes this to the reader—suffice to say that through this strange shade of time travel Charlotte learns that the gathering of one's identity is a negotiation between the self and its world. There cannot only be the 'one' or the simple 'will', as it exists , if alone, in a paradox. She comes out of this experience as one who has learned sympathy, responsibility, the importance of history and its creative power, as a girl I would like to consider to be a burgeoning adult.
Overall, I think the picture of adulthood that Farmer gives the reader is not one of loss. It shows the growth and the (albeit different) creative power and understanding of oneself that gives young adulthood its distinction from childhood. Charlotte learns who it is to be Charlotte not through 'asserting Charlotte', but through 'negotiating Charlotte' with the idea of Clare. Only then can she really appreciate and know what is 'is' to be Charlotte.
By the way, you might be wondering, "was the only reason you read this book because it served as the inspiration of The Cure's song 'Charlotte Sometimes' "? Totally! It just goes to show, sometimes it pays heartily to trust your whims.
-AF