The Guest Book by Sarah Blake
Three generations of the Milton family, at their summer place on Crockett's Island, Maine, view the world from a position of privilege with a set of particular standards and values. They believe themselves generally good people, open-minded and kind, and so they are on the surface, but a time is coming when they will have to face the darker things beneath.
The book addresses a lot of different issues: racism, antisemitism, homosexualism, elitism and probably a few other isms I'm forgetting. It also raises the issue of American-Nazi sympathizers leading up to the Second World War. It won't give you any answers but it will help you ask questions, which I think is what good fiction should do. Some reviewers have complained of the book tackling too many problems at once, but life is like that isn't it? Problems don't come one at a time no matter how much we wish they would. If it was a bit of a stretch to have it all affecting this one family at this particular time, it made for an interesting story and good reading.
Kitty and Ogden Milton and their children are the first of three timelines; then Moss, Evelyn, and Joan, the now grown children, are the second; and the third is Evie, Joan's daughter, and Evie's son, Seth. The list of characters is long, with some from different generations having similar names, so when the narrative changed from one timeline to another within a chapter and without any warning, it left me momentarily confused, but it sorted itself out after a few lines. I found most of the characters believable, if not particularly relatable. Life in a summer mansion on a private island is not in my experience, but, again.....good reading.
The book is long - 559 pages in my mass market paperback edition - but the story was good so the length wasn't an issue for me. The only thing that was an issue was the size of the book. Because it was small and thick, my aging hands found it hard to hold open and were relieved to come to the end of it. I should stop buying these smaller editions, but they are so much less expensive than the larger versions that I get excited about the bargain and forget about the hands. But back to the book...
Sarah Blake is a good story-teller and a beautiful writer. Some lines I found myself reading and re-reading just for the pleasure of the words and phrasing:
"Soundless, the year wheeled round on its colors. Summer spun down green to gold to gray, then rested, rested white at the bottom of the year, rocking the dark of winter; rocking, then rolling slowly, wheeling up again through a dun brown, a mouse gray, until one day the green whisper, the lightest green. soft and growing into the next day, then the next until suddenly, impossibly, it was spring again."
Another sentence that particularly appealed to me was "The sun burned with a bright fervor, dismissing the fog and sharpening the afternoon." I thought of how I might have written that sentence and couldn't come close to anything so lovely. "...sharpening the afternoon" changes the way I look at sunny days now. It really is wonderful how reading can help you see things in a new way.
One last quote: "...the piano threw the music into the cavernous room, the notes tossed high and shivering down between the couples, onto the hair of girls and the shoulders of the men. This was one of those nights everyone would remember, it was clear to her even from here in the dark, one of those nights that spring, glistening and electric, upward through the surface of ordinary days: We were here." So beautifully written, all you can do is sigh and recall summer nights of your own.
The Guest Book is a good story to get lost in for awhile, and that's always a good thing.