Warning: This is just a brief, simple, non-intellectual and very personal review of Audrey Niffinegger’s first novel, The Time Traveler’s Wife.
I just finished reading the book “The Time Traveler’s Wife” by Audrey Niffinegger (it’s long overdue I know!). Right now, my heart is filled with a good mix of humanly emotions. I really enjoyed the story of Henry and Clare and admired the greatness of the love they shared.
The Time Traveler’s Wife is a tale of love between Henry and Clare. The guy is a time traveler while the girl is an artist. The story revolves on the complexities of time traveling and how it affects the marriage, the family and more importantly, the spouse of the time traveler.
For me, Niffinegger is a good storyteller because she was able to make me follow the turn of events with precision and easiness. I love her language: easy-to-the-ears, sweet, casual and at times vulgar but in a sexy way.
I thought the novel’s bittersweet ending was justifiable and appropriate. I couldn’t imagine a different end to the story. I just hoped the author shared something about whatever happened to Henry and Clare’s daughter Alba near the ending part. Did she get treated by Dr. Kendrick? Did she have a family? Did she die earlier than Clare did? And a few more questions come running in my head. But maybe, the author just wanted to focus the story to the two main characters and that’s pretty understandable to me.
Love is sweet, pure, patient and undying. At least that’s how Clare showed it. I love her character. I know she’s not perfect (hello Gomez!), but her love for Henry is. I wish I can be as loving and nurturing and creative as her.
I can’t wait to watch The Time Traveler’s Wife’s movie adaptation. I silently hope it’s as emotionally-draining and riveting as the novel.