How I Came To Read This Book: Prairie component of my can lit course.
The Plot: Paula has made a promise to complete her intellectual grandfather Paddon’s book on the concept of time – but instead she finds herself constructing a biography of his life filled with half-truths, facts, and imaginings. She charts his journey from his parents – a noblewoman and a ranchhand respectively – and how Paddon was sitting in an ivory tower from a very young age, one that resisted a full collapse despite years of decidedly non-intelligentsia decisions and actions. The story captures the Canadian prairies over a relatively long period of time, but manages to bring in both the oldest parts of our history (which aren’t that old), the struggle of Canada’s aboriginal people, and the future of our country through the eyes of Paula.
The Good & The Bad: Of all the prairie lit we had to read, I was most looking forward to this one believe it or not. Sadly the book is a bit of a blurry mess, and the fact that a large chunk of what Paula ‘writes’ may or may not be true makes the book lack emotional resonance. On top of that, the protagonist, Paddon, is quite unsympathetic – you want to knock him out of his damned tower throughout the book but he fully resists giving in, continually believing at some point his life will change and he’ll make some sort of impact on the world. In some ways the book is similar to stories like Margaret Laurence’s “Stone Angel”, with a slightly misfit, slightly cantankerous protagonist that always seems to be hoping for more but never quite pushes themselves to find it. To it’s credit though, this book is one of the more memorable ones we read, particularly the ending which reimagines Paddon’s miserable beginning.
The Bottom Line: A haphazard piece of prairie lit.
Anything Memorable?: Nothing more than what I’ve said already.
50-Book Challenge?: Nope.