In her debut novel, The unlikely
pilgrimage of Harold Fry, Rachel Joyce tells a story of regret,
redemption and forgiveness. Harold Fry is a pensioner, living in
Southern England. He spends his days quietly and without fuss, barely
exchanging any words with his wife, Maureen. One day, Harold receives
a letter from Queenie, an old colleague and friend, with whom he
hasn't spoken in many years. Queenie is in a hospice in Northern
England, dying of cancer, and she is just writing to say goodbye.
Harold writes a quick reply and he's on his way to the post office to
send it, when he suddenly gets the urge to keep walking. He needs to
keep walking, believing that he can keep Queenie alive as long as he
continues his walk towards her. This is the story of his journey.
I am a long distance runner. The thing
that I find most exciting about running far is that I get to see new
places. That is why I was immediately fascinated by the premise of
this book. Harold's journey, especially in the first 50 or so pages
of the book, capture the powerful wanderlust which I feel when I
travel on foot. I could just picture myself running along those same
roads, surrounded by flowers and lush green fields, as Harold walked.
I could easily identify with his desire to keep going.
But this book is ultimately not about
wanderlust. It's about life, and death, and how sometimes you're
alive even though you don't actually live your life. It is
about overcoming personal obstacles and fears. It is a simple book,
on the surface. Joyce's writing is easy to read and keeps the reader
turning the pages. Still, once the book is finished, the emotional
impact can be very deep indeed, the simplicity of the book an
illusion. Because underneath his polite exterior and his quaint
”Englishness” lie Harold's repressed feelings.
This bitter-sweet tale sags a bit in the
middle and almost runs out of steam, but perhaps it is meant to feel
that way. After all, it is a huge undertaking of a journey, and
Harold is bound to get tired at some point. But, if you stick with it
to the end, it will not disappoint you. The unlikely pilgrimage
of Harold Fry is the kind of book that grows on you the more you
think about it, and you are likely to think about it a lot.
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ReplyDeleteBought it because of the beautiful title (love the way those simple words fit together to create such a beautiful sum) and loved the book! Full of hope, beauty, sadness and then some more hope.
ReplyDeleteThat describes the book to a T :)
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