Tuesday, 1 October 2013
The Stranger's Child by Alan Hollinghurst
The only problem with the novel is that it, well, it just sort of peters out. So much so that I actually wondered if I was missing a final chapter (always a worry with library books, I don't know why) and it took me a few minutes to realise that no, that was it. A couple of days on and I have come to terms with it - and I almost like that it left me feeling that way. After all, life doesn't have a tidy ending, does it? We don't finish any stage of our lives thinking 'great, that's all sorted then, nothing left over for the next generation to worry about.' It also gives you the chance to use the old grey cells, and think about what you have read. What did I learn through these characters? What did I learn about myself and my own family? Of course, this will be different for every reader and we will never know the truth about the Valances, Keepings et al. And for once, I am quite happy with that.