This year I found TaraShea Nesbit’s The Wives of Los Alamos on sale at my local Barnes & Nobel.
Perfect, women centric WWII. Like most people, I knew some of the story of Los
Alamos. It was both the assembly site for the atomic bombs and an atomic energy
research site. It wasn’t until I saw the movie Fat Man and Little Boy that I realized the men who lived and worked
at Los Alamos were not military. They were civilians, and they were permitted
to take their families with them.
The thought was breathtaking. What was life like for those
families, especially the women and children? Los Alamos was a temporary city
under a pall of heavy secrecy. There was a military presence at the camp, but
it wasn’t a base. How did normal life go on for the families literally imported
into this hastily built world of mud, snow, heat, and secrets?
Like a cyclops I zipped through my TBR pile keeping my eye
on the prize until the stack winnowed down to The Wives of Los Alamos. I finished my prior book, The Pilot’s Wife at eleven o’clock at
night. Unable to make myself wait until the next day, I opened The Wives of Los Alamos. The first
chapter was confusing. It seemed to be about a group of women living in a
dormitory. I forgave the book, thinking I had missed something in my tiredness.
After all, it was wartime. The men were scientists. Perhaps the story was
starting in a university. The second chapter had the group traveling in a
train, then arriving in New Mexico, then laying linoleum in their newly built
houses, then…
I frantically flipped pages. The entire book was written in
first person plural. Not a single character to care about. No one to hang an
emotion on. No one to identify with. It became impossible to separate emotions
and actions. New dresses equaled evidence of affairs. Husbands were moved to
bachelor quarters, wives were warned not to talk in town and to pretend to be
drunk. What? Why? Who? Sigh!
I pressed on, reading now not for the story of the lives of
the women, but for the texture of the experience. My inability to find a
character to root for undermined my interest in the human story, but from the
standpoint of history, the book provides a glimpse of grace under pressure and
a willingness to pull together for what was hoped was the greater good. In most
cases the men knew only what they needed to know and the women knew less than
that. It is an amazing story of endurance and patriotism.
As a social history, I can recommend the book. As a novel,
which is how the book portrays itself, the point of view is too disruptive. It
gets in the way of the story. Or, perhaps it’s just not my cup of tea. The book
is doing quite well in the Amazon ratings and has multiple reviews and it did
whet my appetite to learn more about the real wives of Los Alamos and about
their lives.[1]
Writers, have you tackled a first person plural book, or
written one that you considered using that point of view?
Readers, have you read a book with that viewpoint? What did
you think of it? Did you enjoy it?
[1]
Fun fact from a fellow Writer Who Kills, Julie Tollefson – we peer review our
blogs – you may remember she wrote about her recent trip with the Science Club.
Here’s her comment. “When we toured Los Alamos National Lab a couple weeks ago
with the high school Science Club, our tour guide said "You know that
McDonald's you saw as you drove through town? There's a tunnel underneath where
we used to store the entire U.S. stockpile of nuclear weapon components."”
"We the people." Interesting point of view. It's my understanding that the wives and kids were allowed to come to Los Alamos because General Groves perceived their presence as less of a security risk than having spouses make long distance phone calls about their work.
ReplyDeleteI find it hard to get my mind around writing in a first person plural. I tend to write in either first person singular, or a very close third person.
ReplyDeleteI can, though, imagine writing that way if I were depicting a group activity (or, mre fun, writing from the point of view of ants or bees or herd animals) but I don't know that it would end up being a viable novel. As you note, no one to really care about.
Interesting, though. I may have to take a look at this just out of curiousity.
I have read so many books over the years, and I'm sure I have read books in first person plural,but I can't remember the titles of any. However, I'm pretty sure it wouldn't bother me to read multiple points of view. I'm sure some of the characters would be more appealing than others.
ReplyDeleteThird person plural is not a POV I like to read or write. I don't like to read or write POV for you.
ReplyDeleteHi everyone, sorry I am late responding! Thursday was my birthday and hubs took me out to celebrate today rather than midweek, so, just back.
ReplyDelete@Margaret - yes, that is in the book that the security risk was deemed less, also, the scientists were not military and so there was a fine line between what could and could not be ordered. Still, the birth certificates of the children born at Los Alamos was a PO Box - can you imagine! All those children (and from what I gather it was a rather large number) one address.
@KM, it was not comfortable to read after I realized it was not a gimmick for a prolog or intro. I can't think of another book I've read from that POV.
@Gloria I can't think of a one, I'd be curious to hear of others. I'm sure there have to be some. Multiple POVs are fine, and in this instance would have been captivating as there must have been so many differing POVs. To have captured several (and perhaps to include a husband and someone from the nearbyt town) would have made for a rich book.
@Warren - Agreed.
I’m afraid I can’t conceive of a book written in first person plural, unless it represented an individual with multiple personalities—that might be interesting. I’m sure the failure is one of my lack of imagination. I work hard to successfully write in first person and third person singular. I don’t need the extra challenge of moving to a plural point-of-view.
ReplyDelete~ Jim