...
Show More
Towards the conclusion of Annie Dillard's novel, The Maytrees, a character contemplates writing a book-length poem with the title "There Will Be a Sea Battle Tomorrow", referencing Aristotle's problem about the truth of statements regarding the future. The whole book is filled with such musings. Dillard places her novel's characters, who are practical and engaged in activities like carpentry, fishing, housecare, and childrearing, in the face of hard turns of fate and the chaos of old age. She then wonders what is left inside them. She writes in precise, deliberate prose, often preferring technical and archaic words. At times, her writing hits beautiful notes like Marilynne Robinson, as seen when Maytree wanders the dunes or people navigate by star-reckoning. However, there are also sentences that seem overly crafted, like "Awareness was a braided river. It slid down time in drops or torrents." Throughout the book, I thought of a comment from Kingsley Amis' The Green Man. While the story never seemed to stand still pointlessly, I did think the book might not be for me. Dillard seems eager to subject her characters to hardships and misapprehensions to make them think about the preciousness of everything and the meaninglessness of life compared to the stars. The opening chapters are sweet, but the characters still seem like old people in youthful attire. The cumulative effect of the links in the story implies that beauty is precious and we face the world with our frailties. However, this stringency saps the Maytrees of independence and they never fully came alive for me. It's interesting to note that Dillard edited this book from over 1,000 pages to 216 pages. Editing demands ruthlessness, and this book shows that the author is indifferent to her characters, presenting them as a carefully constructed arrangement of beauties, like a constellation. But do the stars in a constellation care what we call them?