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April 2019’s Page Turner
Page Turners
by Val Tobin
Agents and editors will often decide whether a book is for them by reading the first page of a manuscript. Many readers also decide to buy a book based on that critical first-page sample. Each month Iโll post the first page of a book and youโll vote on whether or not youโd read the book based on the sample.
After you vote, Iโll let you know the title of the book, my reaction to the sample, and why Iโd keep reading or why Iโd put it down. The goal is to have fun while we explore the beginnings of a variety of books and what compels readers to keep reading.
While I wonโt divulge the title or author until youโve read the piece, I will include the genre and any preliminary items (for example, quotes) youโd see when opening the book on your own.
Todayโs Excerpt
Genre: Historical Fiction
You are my witness. ISAIAH 43:10โ11
Memories are what you no longer want to remember. JOAN DIDION
PART ONE
Hannah and Anna
BerlinโNew York
Hannah
Berlin, 1939
I was almost twelve years old when I decided to kill my parents.
I had made up my mind. Iโd go to bed and wait until they fell asleep. That was always easy to tell because Papa would lock the big, heavy double windows and close the thick greenish-bronze curtains. Heโd repeat the same things he said every night after supper, which in those days had become little more than a steaming bowl of tasteless soup.
โThereโs nothing to be done. Itโs all over. We have to leave.โ
Then mama would start shouting, her voice cracking as she blamed him. Sheโd pace the whole apartmentโher fortress at the heart of a sinking city; the only space sheโd known for more than four monthsโuntil she wore herself out. Then sheโd embrace Papa, and her feeble moans would finally cease.
Iโd wait a couple of hours. They wouldnโt put up any resistance. I โฆ
Would you turn the page? Vote now.
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Todayโs Book Revealed
Todayโs book is The German Girl by Armando Lucas Correa.
Blurb from Amazon
A stunningly ambitious and beautiful debut novel, perfect for fans of Sarahโs Key and All the Light We Cannot See, the story of a twelve-year-old girlโs harrowing experience fleeing Nazi-occupied Germany with her family and best friend, only to discover that the overseas asylum they had been promised is an illusion.
Before everything changed, Hannah Rosenthal lived a charmed life. But now, in 1939, the streets of Berlin are draped with red, white, and black flags; her familyโs fine possessions are hauled away; and they are no longer welcome in the places that once felt like home. Hannah and her best friend, Leo Martin, make a pact: come what may, they promise to have a future together.
A glimmer of hope appears in the form of the St. Louis, a transatlantic liner that can provide Jews safe passage to Cuba. After a frantic search to obtain visas, the Rosenthals and the Martins depart on the luxurious ship bound for Havana. Life on board the St. Louis is like a surreal holiday for these refugees, with masquerade balls, exquisite meals, and polite, respectful service. But soon ominous rumors from Cuba overshadow the celebratory atmosphere, and the ship that once was their salvation seems likely to become their death sentence. Hannah and Leo must make an impossible choice or risk losing everything that matters.
Seven decades later in New York City, on her twelfth birthday, Anna Rosen receives a package from Hannah, a great-aunt she has never met but who raised her deceased father. In an attempt to piece together her fatherโs mysterious past, Anna and her mother travel to Havana to meet this elderly relative. Hannah tells them of her astonishing journey on the St. Louis and, for the first time, reveals how she and Leo honored the solemn pact they had made. By connecting the pain of the past to the mysteries of the present, Hannah gives her young great-niece a sense of their shared histories, forever intertwining their lives, honoring those they loved and cruelly lost.
Would I Turn the Page?
Yes. This book was a selection for the book club to which I belong, and if it werenโt for that, I wouldnโt have picked it up, but once I did, I got right into it and read it quickly. The speed at which I read a book indicates how much Iโm enjoying it, and this one was one I read in less than a week.
Donโt get me wrongโit wasnโt the type of page-turner I typically think of as a page turner: thrilling, suspenseful, excitingโthis was historical fiction and disturbing. Typically, I read those at a slower pace, because I know nothing good will result for the characters. I expect it to evoke feelings of frustration, rage, griefโall kinds of negative emotions. True enough, in this case, since the story was about a German Jewish family escaping Nazi Germany on the St. Louis, the ship that was refused entry to its passengers in numerous countries. The original destination was Cuba, and a few managed to gain entry there, but many were turned away. To the shame of Canada and the U.S., they were refused entry to those countries.
Even though the passengers had paid exorbitant fees to get on the shipโpaying for a return trip when they expected a one-way voyageโthey were refused entry everywhere they went. Facing certain death in the concentration camps, they returned to Europe. Belgium, the Netherlands, the U.K., and France accepted some of the refugees. Many of the refugees ended up in the death camps and died there.
This isnโt a light read, but itโs a timely one and important for anyone who wants to learn from the past to avoid repeating it.
Itโs well-written and engaging, even though itโs also heartbreaking. Iโve heard it said that reading fiction teaches empathy. This book validates that.
What do you think?
Does this passage from The German Girl intrigue you? Does it make you want to turn the page and continue reading? Will you run out now and buy the book? Borrow it?
Val Tobin writes speculative fiction and searches the world over for the perfect butter tart. Her home is in Newmarket, Ontario, where she enjoys writing, reading, and talking about writing and reading.
Ugh, no. The first sentence turned me off with the “was” statement, thinking it could have been more active. Then the next sentence started with “I” just like the first one and I knew the repetition would continue through the work like that. So the answer is a big resounding “No”.
No. “the big, heavy double windows and close the thick greenish-bronze curtains” Nope nope nope.