Our Wives Under the Sea by Julia Armfield

Simply one of the most moving books I’ve ever read.

Leah went away for a three week trip under the sea, and came back six months later. Miri, her wife, spent those months not knowing what had happened to her. When Leah returns there are still no answers but she has changed.

The story is told alternating between the two women’s voices, and slowly builds a the story of their lives, how they met, their relationship, those lonely and scary six months (for Miri) and what happened there under the sea (for Leah). There’s a mystery at the core of this book, a shadowy organisation (just called the Centre), sinister undertones and, without any spoilers, something much darker. But for me this book is about what it means to love and be loved. The pleasure and pain of it all.

I enjoyed the journey immensely. Julia’s minute observations of how people interact, what they say, their feelings, it’s so well observed and brings you into the intimacy of the relationship. The little things that reveal how two people feel about each other. At times it was funny and endearing, I really liked Leah and Miri. They were so well realised and real. Maybe some of the peripheral characters were a little sketchy but this only highlighted the intensity of the central relationship. They were their whole world to each other, and everyone else was maybe a little sketchy.

SPOILER ALERT. It is also devastating. I’m not a weeper. This book made me weep.

I listened to this as an audio book which brought out the different tones of Miri and Leah, which I think could have felt quite similar on the page. The pace is slow and contemplative, but Julia’s use of language is beautiful and I found it calming space to spend time in.

If you like character driven stories about people and how they cope with the world, with a little love and weirdness thrown, then you will love this. Honestly, if you’re even a little curious, give this a go. It is wonderful.

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I am obviously the last person in the world to read this… and despite all the hype, it was a lovely read. Just what I needed at the moment. Nora is unhappy with her life and magically (or by a quirk of quantum physics…), gets an opportunity to try different life-paths.

I really enjoyed escaping into Nora’s worlds for a few days. The Midnight Library reminded me of the wood between the worlds in the Magician’s Nephew which was one of my favourite places in the Narnia books. And don’t we all see a bit of Nora in ourselves? No…? No, I guess not, but I did. Wondering how I got to this place in life, wondering if things could have been different, getting in knots obsessing about the paths not taken. Oh for a Midnight Library!

I kinda knew where we were going about quarter of the way in, and it did glide into self-help book territory, but I was so enjoying the journey that I didn’t mind. I really liked Nora, and no doubt that is key to loving the book.

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Can’t make my mind up on this one. Think I loved it. Spent a lot of the book feeling intellectually out of my depth, which sometimes annoyed me but mostly left me in awe. There are some big themes in there – toxic masculinity, evolving politics, family guilt – which would benefit from a second reading. The plot is pieced together through Adam and his parents’ narratives, jumping back and forth in time, sometimes disorientating and always challenging. I was totally hooked by some passages, particularly Jane’s, but if I’m honest, I let some of the bigger themes wash over me, and definitely skim read a few of the debate scenes (a little boring..). Three quarters of the way through I still wasn’t sure if I was winning, and then it came together, quite beautifully. Ironically because at that stage the language itself was fragmenting. As I said, very clever.