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The Paris Bookseller

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Kerry Maher’s 2022 novel is a charming and enlightening fictionalized account of the pre-war incarnation of Shakespeare and Company, Sylvia Beach’s groundbreaking English-language bookstore in Paris’ legendary Left Bank community.  Not only do we experience the ‘Lost Generation’ of Hemingway, Fitzgerald et al from a female perspective, we also get to witness a literary drama as Beach and her shop become first in the world to publish James Joyce’s Ulysses after it was banned in the US – a satisfying achievement that is not without serious drawbacks, scars and regrets.  Joyce, we learn, was not an easy person to love and work with/for, eventually pushing Sylvia to drop him like a hot rock, though they did eventually regain a measured reproachment which serves as the novel’s climactic endpoint.  Only in an Author’s Note do we learn how Beach and her shop managed during WWII and the Nazi occupation: not well, but far less poorly than scores of millions of others.  Both survived: the store reopening under new ownership in a new location and Sylvia remaining with her long-time beloved Adrienne Monnier (founder and owner of the French-language bookshop from which Sylvia took her inspiration) but occupying herself after 1945 in other realms than bookselling.

Maher is a pleasant guide through all of this, dealing frankly with her characters’ excesses and loves, fairly with their foibles and respectfully but not hagiographically with their genius and achievements. Perhaps it is all that respect and fairness (arguably appropriate when dramatizing the lives of real persons), but the overall effect is something like a YA biography or a Hallmark Channel documentary; tamed and homogenized, even as it deals with same sex relationships (kudos to both subjects and author for going there).

Certainly a worthwhile read for those of us with an interest in literary history, Paris or early Twentieth Century social history and also a useful episode in the march of women toward full rights, autonomy and credit for their achievements in realms traditionally dominated by the male.

(Confession: after hearing Sylvia and many of her literary associates profess their great admiration for Ulysses – and for Joyce’s genius in general – I made what is at least my third attempt upon the great doorstop.  While I can readily gloss over the many references drawn from that generation’s better education in ‘The Classics,’ I was once again stymied by Joyce’s refusal to provide any guideposts – who is speaking now, what is actual and what a character’s inner thoughts, where are we in time, in place, in action and reaction?  One might soldier on through all that in a shorter piece that had initially dangled some hint of light at the end of the tunnel vision, but right from word one of an immense opus?  There are too many other good books I’ve not yet read and which better balance the reader’s experience against the author’s preoccupations. My loss, perhaps, but one I am willing to accept.)

P. S. – while the ‘obscenity’ controversy which nearly silenced Ulysses is one example of political overreach, the current resurgence of religious nationalism poses a far greater threat to freedom and enlightenment. E Unum Pluribus is a newspeculative fiction exploring how that movement may bring about the end of the USA, and soon.  Its thrilling plot is driven by politics and economics as well as gender, class, language and the origins of faith and provides a glimpse of the bright possibilities which sometime arise from even great tragedies.  The novel is currently being serialized online and anyone can read it, at no cost, by navigating to the Home Page of this website (robinandrew.net) and selecting E Unum Pluribus from that page’s top menu, or via this link: https://robinandrew.net/2026/01/01/e-unum-pluribus/

The Winter Soldier, Daniel Mason

A masterful work that rewards the stout-hearted reader.  Set in the Austro-Hungarian Empire during the First World War, the narrative vividly evokes the cold, hunger, pain and desolation of a nearly-forgotten military aid station serving the Russian front.  Despite having trained in the academics of medicine, Lucius Krzelewski, son of Polish aristocrat industrialists relocated to Vienna after their nation was absorbed into the Empire, is totally unprepared to help the maimed, sick, starved and addled soldiers for whom he is suddenly responsible.  Only the patience and wisdom of the station’s one nurse, Sister Margarete, allows him to fake it till he can make it.  All the while, the front lines advance and retreat, supplies are unpredictable and violence can erupt at any moment. 

Thrown together under such circumstances, it seems ordained by the god of literature that Lucius and Margarete will become attracted to one another, though it is only after a tragic episode involving Horvath, a patient suffering extreme mental distress for which Lucius feels he is close to achieving a breakthrough, that they are drawn to act on their attraction. And, in true romantic fashion, are soon separated, leading Lucius to spend the next several years trying to reunite with Margarete among the chaos first of war, then its aftermath. 

As the novel’s end approaches, it seems Mason is steering Lucius toward a joyous reunion with his loved one but then, in literally the last three pages, he flips the table and crafts an ending which replaces conventional confection with a much superior concoction of wisdom, insight and generosity.

(Spoiler alert:  Lucius himself christens the patient Horvath a “winter soldier,” but later, as his own troubling memories and nightmares – what we today might label PTSD – plague him and isolate him from the comfortable society to which he has returned, it seems he could as well be the titular character.  By story’s end though, one wonders if Margarete is not the true ‘winter soldier,’ the one who has campaigned longest, hardest, most courageously and most selflessly to ameliorate the damage war can do.  In fact, one can even frame this as a feminist novel; all those boastful arrogant males waging war for to salve their egos while, nearly unnoticed, women care endlessly for children, husbands, fathers, rulers, nations.  When we learn Margarete has birthed a child after the war, we are reminded that through all the deadly deprivation of that wilderness aid station, she was also managing her own monthly cycle – discretely, without modern ‘products,’ complaint, days off or even allowing her discomfort to show.  ‘The weaker sex,’ indeed.)

Throughout, Mason demonstrates an exhaustive knowledge of the period, its medicine (he is a physician himself, but a modern one….), warfare in a far-away corner of northeastern Europe, intricacies of the era’s railway network and more.  At times verging near to distraction, this detail ultimately gives his narrative the authenticity and credentials to hold the reader’s attention while he builds our emotional connection to Lucius and Margarete.

Again, masterful.  This is not a book for every reader, but for those willing to weather its painful realties, ample rewards await.  I’m holding on tightly to my copy of Daniel Mason’s The Winter Soldier.

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