I fully expected this book to be a piece of quickly rolled out paperback trash. It was not. I was pleasantly surprised!
There were very interesting "learning" moments, about the history of Mali, life in the Sahara, discriptions of tribal wear, and so on. A note at the beginning of the book tells me that the authoress has been to Mali and spent time with the Toureg people, so one can only assume she is writing from a place of knowledge based on her experience, making it all the more fascinating. The descriptions, smells, sights, the feeling of the desert, are very tangible and really added to the book. There were some really beautiful sentences and "moments" that I could just feel while I was reading along. I enjoyed those scenes very much.
That said, the mystery of the book was obvious and predictable. I was hoping desperatly that the story would surprise me: it didn't.
The main characters in the book are exactly my age, but nothing about them felt like they were my age. I did my best to reflect on this from a British point of view, and even considering their culture, they are not like people in my generation, that I know, from the UK, either. I thought the author should have just gone ahead and written about people in her age group. Their additudes towards life might have rang more true.
And finally, a note on writing style - Some bad editor missed a lot of "ands". The trees were green AND leafy AND swaying AND tall. I was wearing boots AND a coat AND trousers AND a hat AND my favorite wrist watch. Ouch. That became tedious. Also, Clemmie's hair was described as silver at least 15x.... Which didn't seem poetic anymore after the 5th time and left me, finally, wondering if she actually had gone prematurely gray. It became a bad visual for me, rather than making her more lovely. There were several "things" like this that did indeed, ring of too quickly rolled out, money making paperback. Sigh.
Also, I didn't enjoy the switch of 1st person narrator at all.... The story is told in chapters rotating between three different women, each relating the story in 1st person. I wished the author had just stuck with telling the story. I like the idea of modern books having a more free form style, but only if it feels that it enhanses the story, or is out of neccisity. Like, perspectives from different time periods. Somehow, it didn't work in this book for me and felt gimicky.
One thing that did make me happy, Great Aunt Mary wasn't depicted as a saintly, amazing, gorgeous old lady, with whom the cousins (main characters) had this epic relationship. I liked that aspect of the book. That WAS realistic. I am sick of these "ladies books" with sugery sweet stories about elder relatives revealing the deep secrets of womanhood or something.
Now *Spoiler* Below
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I had mixed emotions about Clemmie's deciding to stay in Mali. At first I thought, "that is insanely unrealistic...." but then I remembered a British friend of mine who found a city he loved one week and moved there a week later. This reminded me that the unpredictable IS possible.
Still, it bothered me having the unrealistic romance bit thrown in at the end. I hate books the propogate this idea of meeting someone and being happily ever after.... She didn't know the guy at all. Her gushing love chapter really made me roll my eyes with an "oh, please...:"
BUT, if there was a sequel to follow up on Clemmie, I would definitely read it!
After reflecting on it for a few days, my final thought is, "What a selfish person!" Leaving her whole flat and all her life for her family to clean up, not even saying goodbye to her loving parents. Geesh. Surely she could have returned to England, just to take care of her things and then go back. I would have been much much happier with an ending like that!
BUT, this was faaarrrr more exciting! No doubt!