For me, the ending of this novel was not satisfactory. I was expecting a completely different end-point and had thought I was collecting clues from the narrator's opinions, dialogue and movements in the plot. However, I got it wrong! Having said that, the message or underlying controversial comments included in the novel by Gerard Woodward have lingered with me and for that, I do have appreciation for this novel.
I love the front cover and the title was appealing for me. I saw how the concept of paper and how it is made through the destruction of something else was used expertly by Woodward to weave his themes together: adultery, redemption, truth, honesty and deceit. I greatly enjoyed learning details about the way recycled paper is made, ironically through breaking and tearing of the original valued product. The references to the wonderful artisan paper shop and the publishing agency run by the husband and wife team was also interested for me.
In the current book publishing world, I believe this novel would be labelled as 'quiet', since the majority of the text is internal choices and decisions made by characters, with very little dynamic action. I liked the plot structure where the second half was without chapters, giving us the wife's perspective. I have to admit, I did not manage to connect with the protagonist, the male Arnold in the opening chapters and throughout his narration, he seemed a wholly unlikeable character.
The Martin Guerre character made me think of the voyeuristic, unstable character in 'Enduring Love' by Ian Ian McEwan. These anomalous aspects of the novel intrigued me and having finished, without feeling a love for the book, I know there is so much to prompt discussion within this novel; religion, parenting, gender roles, trust and honesty, modern relationships, publishing and editing industries, and so much more.
My secondary school teacher background would make me argue this novel could be taught and used in the classroom as a controversial prompt for debates.
To give a final brief overview of the story of this novel, it starts with a family scenario, using a sewing machine as a central motif. The sewing machine is a gift for the couple's daughter, which turns out to be too old for her and thus becomes her mother's tool, allowing her to invite other mothers from her daughter's school to her house for sewing evenings.
The father, Arnold is a poet and the couple's publishing company linked with the mother's paper shop has published his one collection of poems. This company comes under attack by a young student poet, who is determined to be published by the company, so causes a disturbance to the mother and shop-owner Polly.
There is a twist in the tale, causing the reader to be voyeuristic of something unnerving, which develops and encompasses the family, poisoning the foundations of the family at its roots. From here, the story twists and turns, in a 'quiet' fashion and the reader is gradually unsettled and left feeling a little empty.
A devastating story, but rather spiritual, making us wonder if redemption is ever possible, whether new can be made from old and ultimately if creativity needs more sensitive handling due to its propensity for self-destruction.
Review by Christina Francis-Gilbert