This is an alternate history novella that asks the question: what if Amelia Earhart hadn't died but instead lived on to enlist in the RAF during WW2? That the RAF would accept female fighter pilots is unlikely but not impossible (the Russians did after all), and if anyone could have convinced them to change their minds it would have been a genuine celebrity like Earhart. The opportunity to have an American hero flying in the RAF might well have proved too good a propaganda coup to pass up. No doubt they’d have tried to keep her out of combat, but during the Battle of Britain… where would that be? Hiding in Bermuda with the Duke of Windsor?
I appreciated that the story wasn't one of natural genius. Too many stories about people breaking gender barriers have them be so unnaturally perfect that they just cannot be challenged. But pilots who burst into the history books as instant aces tend to blast out just as fast, usually in a blaze of glory. Amelia’s more of a slow burn. She’s better than most of her fellow pilots, but not by an order of magnitude. In truth, even the best pilot in their forties would be hard-pressed to keep up with the eyesight and reflexes of those teenagers fresh out of flight school. She just plods along, enduring what she has to and sticking up for herself when she has to, with a determined, professional air that compares favorably to many of her fellow drunken pilots. And some of them are real louts. What, don’t all women like it when men fondle them in their sleep?
The story keeps a firm hand on reality (such as it is) throughout. There are few dramatic moments. Even the escape from rapidly-occupied France is handled breezily. When she gets into confrontations (and she’s not afraid of them) she tends to be pretty steady. In the most memorable one she simply accepts the rebuke and then goes direct to the papers before it can occur to her superior to forbid her from doing so. It’s a fun scene, but not an exaggerated one. I could see someone like Earhart pulling it off. The aerial combat scenes aren’t particularly thrilling either, which is more of a letdown. In a page or two you can go through several flights. They’re basically summary, with less than a paragraph spent on any single dogfight. I’ve never read any novels set in the WW2 air war, but I’ve read aerial combat stories written with more verve and excitement than this. We spend most of our time on base. Not being up-to-date on memoirs from the period, I had the distinct impression that Earhart’s following someone else’s career rather precisely. As in her general trajectory comes from a real person’s memoirs. I may be wrong, but it would explain a lot.
I liked this book. I thought it was a very entertaining look at the Battle of Britain from a female perspective in a way that sadly never happened. Poor Amelia deserved better than dying alone in the ocean somewhere and it’s nice to see her get a chance for one last grand adventure, even if only a fictitious one. The difficulties that she went through getting taken seriously were interesting, as was the slow chipping away of skepticism. The air combat could probably have been more exciting and the ending felt both inevitable and rather a letdown. By that point it didn’t matter and seemed just an expedient way to end a plot that had already gone where it was intending to go. Perhaps this novella could even have been a shorter short story? Dunno. I still enjoyed it and found it compelling.