“I think you were born with music in your soul,’ he said, looking at me in a way that made my insides smile. ‘What you choose to do with it is up to you.”
The Other Half Of Me is a novel by British author, Katherine Slee. At the age of eight, Beth Franks is “the girl who would wake in the night and feel compelled to sit down and play the music in her soul.” Her dad James shows her how to make sense of all the music she carries around in her head, how to connect with the magic of music in the world around her.
By her mid-teens, it’s clear she has a talent for song writing, especially in collaboration with her best friend, Isaac Hardy. She carries music in her soul and dares to dream that one day she might be good enough to have her songs played on the radio. And played, they are, but it’s a source of heartbreak.
Eighteen years on, she feels she’s sitting in the background of other people’s lives. It feels like I’m existing instead of living. Playing piano in an old-fashioned London hotel and giving piano lessons is hardly reaching full potential, but she finds it hard to care since her older sister Lucy, the one person who she believes truly understood her, has died.
“My mind flooded with a lifetime of memories, pictures of the past that all included her. The idea of carrying on, of living in a world, making new memories, having the audacity to create music when she wasn’t there to hear it was just too much.”
Lucy, having watched Beth abandon what makes her truly happy, and keenly aware of her own, imminent mortality, goes to a lot of trouble to draw her younger sister out of the slump she’s in, even from the other side of the grave. Her husband, Harry, her father James, and Isaac are all enlisted and armed with riddles and clues to send her down a path of rediscovery.
It’s a long road before she gets there, though, and the reader’s patience with Beth’s negativity is required. Her family and friends have sound advice that eventually filters into her brain: “Regret is nothing more than a waste of time, pickle” and “Maybe if you actually did something with your life, instead of blaming everyone around you when it goes wrong, then you wouldn’t feel the need to constantly compare yourself to Lucy.”
She eventually accepts that “You always put Lucy on a pedestal, believed her to be perfect. But she was just as broken as the rest of us.”
Slee paints an effective picture of grief and regret: “When you lose someone, you lose the version of yourself that you were to them. Not only that, but all the memories and jokes, all the years that we were a part of together.” Ultimately this is a heart-warming and uplifting read, enhanced by the inclusion of the lyrics of four of Beth’s songs.
This unbiased review is from an uncorrected proof copy provided by NetGalley and Lake Union Publishing.